Quotes About Meaning

It was like the beginning of life and laughter. It was the real meaning of the sun

I hope that death contains less than this.

I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean?

they say that nothing is wasted: either that or it al is

pain is absurd because it exists, nothing more.

Her one drink had Cecelia giggling and talking and she was explaining that animals had souls too. Nobody challenged her opinion. It was possible, we knew. What we weren't sure of was if we had any.

Why do we embroider everything we say with special emphasis when all we really need to do is simply say what needs to he said? Of course the fact is that there is very little that needs to be said.

the soul has no skin; the soul only has insides that want to sing, finally, can't you hear it, brothers? softly, can't you hear it, brothers? a hot piece of ass and a new Cadillac ain't going to solve a god-damned thing.

There's nothing to mourn about death any more than there is to mourn about the growing of a flower. What is terrible is not death but the lives people live or don't live up until their death.

Turgenev was a very serious fellow but he could make me laugh because a truth first encountered can be very funny. When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.

Love is not a candle burning down. Life is. And love and life are not the same or else Love, having choice, nobody would ever die.

I'm only interested in poetry.

I guess we often get the deep blues, both of us, and wonder what it all means- the people, the buildings, the day by day things, the waste of time, of ourselves.

Often the best parts of life were when you weren't doing anything at all, just mulling it over, chewing on it. I mean, say that you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean? And optimistic pessimism.

Days like this, like your day today. maybe the rain on the window trying to get through to you. What do you see today? what is it? where are you? the best days are sometimes the first, sometimes the middle and even sometimes the last

We use such big words to move nowhere.

they say that nothing is wasted: either that or it all is.

When someone else's truth is the same as your truth, and he seems to be saying it just for you, that's great.

anything, compared to the people, is a foundation worth searching for. anything.

you must some day die for nothing as I have lived.

Perché sfotti così la tua bellezza? le chiesi.Perché non ci vivi insieme, e via? Perché la gente pensa ch'è tutto quel che ho. La bellezza non è niente, la bellezza non dura. Non lo sai quanto sei fortunato, tu, a essere brutto, che se a qualcuno gli piaci, così sai che è per qualche cosa d'altro.

What are they thinking? We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.

Often the best parts of life were when you weren't doing anything at all, just mulling it over, chewing on it. I mean, say you figure that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it a sense. You know what I mean? An optimistic pessimism.

age is no crime but the shame of a deliberately wasted life among so many deliberately wasted lives is.