Quotes About Meaning

We wouldn't be capable of hope, if hope had no meaning.

fighting an endless war and getting nowhere, surrounded by those who found simply being in the war enough to justify their existence. He

The flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.

Art doesn't have to matter to a lot of people to matter a lot.

Art is the triumph over chaos.

No churlish moralist ever uttered a falser maxim than that "Beauty is but skin deep." Why Beauty is so deep that nobody has ever got to the bottom of it.

It's now very common to hear people say, "I'm rather offended by that." As if that gives them certain rights. It's simply a whine, just no more than a whine. "I find that offensive": it has no meaning; it has no purpose; it has no reason to be respected as a phrase.

What all of us know put together don't mean anything. Nothing don't mean anything. We are here for a spell and pass on. Anyone who thinks that civilization has advanced is an egotist.

To perceive Christmas through its wrapping becomes more difficult with every year.

...after having read for twelve months what these critics say I meant to say in the poem, it seems to me that I may be allowed to express my own opinion...

There is no such thing as sentimental nonsense, for there is no nonsensical sentiment.

When we lose God, it is not God who is lost.

laugh, leaning back in my arms for life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis

Humans have forgotten so much... It's so easy for us to live now that our lives have no meaning. So we start looking for something else, something more. Money. A bigger house. A hobby. Church.

And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him. And his cadences were their cadences, their cadences which voiced their woe and what to them was the meaning of stillness, and the cold, and dark.

The Bishop was aghast, and my father chuckled. Yes, pig-ethics, Ernest went on remorselessly. That is the meaning of the capitalist system. And that is what your church is standing for, what you are preaching for every time you get up in the pulpit. Pig-ethics! There is no other name for it. Bishop

At first, this earth, a stage so gloomed with woe You all but sicken at the shifting scenes And yet be patient. Our playwright may show In some filth act what this wild drama means.

I believe that when I am dead, I am dead. I believe that with my death I am just as much obliterated as the last mosquito you and I squashed. (from Who's Who in Hell)

And when, on the still cold nights, he pointed his nose at a star and howled long and wolflike, it was his ancestors, dead and dust, pointing nose at star and howling down through the centuries and through him. And his cadences were their cadences, the cadences which voiced their woe and what to them was the meaning of the stillness, and the cold, and dark.

An' when you're dead, you'll rot the same as me, an' what's it matter how you live? - eh? Tell me that what's it matter in the long run?

The proper function of man is to live, not to exist

Kimdi, neydi, Martin asla öÄŸrenemedi. GeçmiÅŸi olmayan; geleceÄŸi önündeki mezardan, bugünüyse içindeki canh?raÅŸ hayat ateÅŸinden ibaret bir adamd?.

never thought about it so abstractly," he confessed.  "I've been too busy puzzling over why I came here.

Bu h?rs?zl?k ayn? zamanda, ac?mas?z var olma mücadelesinde anlams?z bir engel olan ahlak anlay???n?n çürüdüÄŸünü veya parçaland???n? da gösteriyordu.