Quotes About Meaning

If the whole meaning and purpose of life hinged on what he chose to love and who he chose to become, the answer became clear.

They'll never know about this decision. They'll never know how much their friendship meant to me. But I'll know, and that's enough.

The service had reminded her of the meaning of Christmas and given her a sense of peace. It had also reminded her of the baby she carried and the hope that having a child brought into her life. Did the past really matter? Not if she didn't let it, she decided.

Nobody really knows what life is about. We're all just trying to make sense of something that doesn't make much sense.

Where are we going? I asked I don't know, he said. Just driving. But this road doesn't go anywhere, I told him. That doesn't matter. What does? I asked, after a little while. Just that we're on it, dude, he said.

Everything suddenly seems displaced, subtle gradations erase borders, but it's more forceful than that.

where are we going?' I asked. 'I don't know,' he said. 'just driving.' 'But this road doesn't go anywhere,' I told him. 'That doesn't matter.' 'What does?' I asked, after a little while. 'Just that we're on it, dude,' he said.

Did I do this on purpose? What do you think? Or did I do this accidentally?

Reflection is useless, the world is senseless. Evil is it's only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in.

Reflection is useless, the world is senseless. Evil is its only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in … this was civilization as I saw it, colossal and jagged

El silencio es una risa burlona. El silencio roba algo.

is its only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in … this was civilization as I saw it, colossal and jagged … "…

Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in … this was civilization as I saw it, colossal and jagged …

there's no grand plan. All I know is that I write the books I want to write. All that other stuff is meaningless to me.

And I just stood there in the fading afternoon light, realizing at seventeen that I was already staring into my past — that the past had a meaning that would always define you. I remember this being one of my first moments nearing adulthood, when I realized how powerful memory was — or at least it was the first time it hurt the most. And there was nothing I could do about the pain of the past — it just settled over me.

Where are we going? I asked I don't know he said. Just driving. But this road doesn't go anywhere, I told him That doesn't matter." What does? I asked, after a little while. Just that we're on it, dude,' he said.

Adónde vamos' —pregunté. —No lo sé—dijo—. Simplemente damos una vuelta en coche. —pero esta carretera no lleva a ninguna parte—le dije. —No importa. —¿Y qué es lo que importa? —le pregunté al cabo de un rato. —Solo que estamos en ella, tío —dijo.

Where are we going? I asked him. I don't know, he said. Just driving. But this road does not go anywhere, I told him. That doesn't matter. What does? I asked, after a little while. Just that we're on it, dude, he said.

Because if anything is clear in the aftermath of the Reformation, it has to be this: we human beings can interpret the Bible to say and mean an awful lot of different things. We can very easily confuse "The Bible says" with "I say the Bible says," which we can then equate with "God says.

Cause-effect looks back and asks, "What caused this?" Purpose looks up or ahead, and asks, "And why was it caused? For what purpose? For what end?" Cause-effect looks for a force pushing events from behind. Purpose looks for a pattern or design or intention or meaning pulling events from ahead, guiding them from above, enriching them from within.

I'm raising the question of whether focusing on the afterlife beyond history can unintentionally but tragically lead to the abandonment of this earth and this life.

This rediscovery and rearticulation are necessary because so many elements of our Christian practice have lost their meaning and joy for us. For example, I can no longer sing "Onward Christian Soldiers" or other militant Christian hymns, knowing the harm done by the fusion of militaristic Christianity and colonialism.

She needs a lawyer, Chris.' 'I'm a lawyer.' 'You know what I mean. A criminal lawyer.' 'All lawyers are criminals.

We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.