Quotes About Meaning

To je samo papir, ali zapravo nije. To su samo rije?i, ali zapravo nisu. Mi smo ovdje samo nakratko, a papir ?e nas sve nadživjeti; on ?e vrištati, vikati, urlati, pjevati naše misli, osje?aje, jade i sve ono što u životu ina?e prolazi neizre?eno. Ovaj ?e papir poslužiti kao glasnik njihovim najmilijima, oni ?e ga ?itati i ?uvati; rije?i iz živog uma, živog srca. Rije?i zna?e život.

Doesn't it strike you that the one person I save every day is a person who doesn't even want to live? Doesn't it make you feel completely redundant?

Aspira a conseguir algo que desees y verás cómo este año cobra sentido.

I'm not really sure why I'm here. You see, everyone has a purpose, they're all going somewhere or doing something. I really have no idea why I'm here.

There is mercy for everyone, except those who are bored with life.

But here's the worst part: the trick to life lies in hiding from those we hold most dear how much they mean to is; if not, we'd lose them.

There is no love, there is only the lie we tell ourselves that things are more important than they actually are, that our lives will have meaning beyond all the other lives that have come before us and been forgotten, that there is hope in any of this.

We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity. So it may be asked what value is there to a human life. There is so much pain in the world. What does it mean to have to suffer so much if our lives are nothing more than the blink of an eye? . . .I learned a long time ago, Reuven, that a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something.

The blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant.

I cannot have gone through what I went through and have lost what I lost if it's all meaningless.

We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity...a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant...A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life.

Did he really believe God wrote stories that were open to one explanation only? A story that knew but one explanation could hardly be interesting and was certainly not worth the trouble of remembering.

A word is worth one coin, silence is worth two

It's only a book. But what it means to write a book.

A ram comes always as an astonishment. Do you know what a ram is, Benjamin? R-A-M. A random act of menschlichkeit.

Is it better for man to live with uncertainty? Is the answer of Freud an answer? We should simply learn to accept our position as strange sick creatures? Is the answer of Nietzsche an answer? We should learn to live gladly as guests in a murderous but fascinating world that cares nothing about our presence?

A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant.

a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing, But the man who lves that span, he is something… A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life. It is hard work to fill one's life with meaning.

A person has to have a reason for living, and the best reason is another person. Together they can make a plan for their lives.

My father's right to shape my life had been taken from him by the same being who gave his own life meaning - the Rebbe.

a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant...

Can you understand what it means for something to be incomplete? my mother had once asked me. I understood, I understood.

I call that ambiguity," I said. "Riddles, puzzles, double meanings, lost possibilities, the dark side to the light, the light side to the darkness, different perspectives on the same things. Nothing in this whole world has only one side to it. Everything is like a kaleidoscope. That's what I'm trying to capture in my art. That's what I mean by ambiguity.

As you grow older you will discover that the most important things that will happen to you will often come as a result of silly things, as you call them—'ordinary things' is a better expression. That is the way the world is.