Quotes About Meaning

What is life without love?

Not only does love bring joy and happiness, it also means very different things to people.

Love is the essence of life.

Music is feelings in search of words.

A world without music is only filled with sounds in the air

I knew there was something special between us, knew it as surely as a lyric that belonged in a song. But as with all good songs, I needed time to figure out the melody and chords.

You shall love your neighbourWith your crooked heart, It says so much about love and brokenness -- it's perfect.

What she really meant was: here is my heart, have a care.

A gift can never be cheap or insignificant because of the heart and love it carries.

Either I've always spoken to her from the heart in times like this, or I never have and I don't know what it means.

You can leave your marks on things, but the most lasting marks are written in the heart.

What you keep alive is what you truly care about, no matter how many times you die in the process.

It's all mine, it's all sacred.

Once I have impounded love and towed it into the confine of words, I have lost it altogether.

Some people go through life trying to find out what the world holds for them only to find out too late that it's what they bring to the world that really counts.

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.

Blessed be, the genius who never knew good fortune! Genius in itself already means so much; what meaning does luck still hold for him?

I don't mind suffering as long as it's really about something. I don't mind great luck, if it's about something. If it's the hollow stuff, then there's no gift, one way or the other.

Critics don't really affect the fact that we live in this paradise and what the meaning of that [is]. And what luck to have this!

A name, it has more than nominal worth, And belongs to good or bad luck at birth

There is no kindness in praise if it be followed by abuse. The love which seems to prompt the spontaneous kiss will be of little account if it be associated with a spontaneous spite.

A life saved is a statistic; a person hurt is an anecdote. Statistics are invisible; anecdotes are salient.

Our propensity to impose meaning and concepts blocks our awareness of the details making up the concept. However

Aut tace aut loquere meliora silencio (only when the words outperform silence). These