Quotes About Fulfillment

I am not being wasted. Why do I want?

Possible, impossible. What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?

Saved by childbearing, I think. What did we suppose would save us, in the time before?

It's good to have small goals that can be easily attained.

Each twinge, each murmur of slight pain, ripples of sloughed-off matter, swellings and diminishings of tissue, the droolings of the flesh, these are signs, these are the things I need to know about. Each month I watch for blood, fearfully, for when it comes it means failure. I have failed once again to fulfill the expectations of others, which have become my own.

Sooner or later, I hate to break it to you, you're gonna die, so how do you fill in the space between here and there? It's yours. Seize your space.

If I was going to do something I didn't want to do, I at least wanted to be remunerated for it.

She was not stunned, the way I was. In some strange way she was gleeful, as if this was what she had been expecting for some time and now she'd been proven right.

I will never be that old, thinks Joanne. I will die before I'm thirty. She knows this absolutely. It's a tragic but satisfactory thought. If necessary, if some wasting disease refuses to carry her off, she'll do it herself, with pills. She is not at all unhappy but she intends to be, later. It seems required.

Rezábamos por la vacuidad, para hacernos dignas de ser llenadas: de gracia, de amor, de abnegación, de semen y de niños. Oh, Dios, Rey del universo, gracias por no haberme hecho hombre. Oh, Dios, destrúyeme. Házme fértil. Mortifica mi carne para que pueda multiplicarme. Permite que me realice…

At least, I said, she's got what she thinks she wants, and I suppose that's something.

whose life am I living. Whose life am I failing to live

people will do anything rather than admit that their lives have no meaning. No use, that is. No plot.

And it is almost impossible to describe happiness because it is the absence of pain, of loneliness, of despair, yet it is infinitely more than just an absence of anything. It resides in small moments, moments that lose their power in the telling but pin themselves fast to our hearts.

She [Melanie] is the only dream I ever had that lived and breathed and did not die in the face of reality.

Money can't buy everything." "Someone must have told you that. You'd never think of such a platitude all by yourself. What can't it buy?" "Oh, well, I don't know—not happiness or love, anyway." "Generally it can. And when it can't, it can buy some of the most remarkable substitutes.

Give me a good horse to ride and some good licker to drink and a good girl to court and a bad girl to have fun with and anybody can have their own Europe.... What do we care about missing the tour?

I want my girl to be happy and you wouldn't be happy with him." "Oh, I would! I would!" "That you would not, daughter. Only when like marries like can there be any happiness.

People are looking to have more meaning in their lives. It is a sign the technology community is coming of age.

Well why not a technology of joy, of happiness?

My theme for philanthropy is the same approach I used with technology: to find a need and fill it.

The almost biological certainty that the more often you checked your cell phone, the more likely you were to find that one wondrous message or notification that would improve your entire life.

Wherever technology reaches its real fulfillment, it transcends into architecture.

If I had to choose between dribbling past 5 players and scoring from 40 yards at Anfield or shagging miss world, it'd be a hard choice. Thankfully, i've done both