Quotes About Meaning

This is our purpose: to make as meaningful as possible this life that has been bestowed upon us . . . to live in such a way that we may be proud of ourselves, to act in such a way that some part of us lives on. This is our purpose: to make as meaningful as possible this life that has been bestowed upon us . . . to live in such a way that we may be proud of ourselves, to act in such a way that some part of us lives on.

the letter means nothing until the spirit gives it life

No, the man said, looking past him with his empty gaze, the realm of the dead isn't anything. But to those who have been there, nothing else is anything either.

What would life be like if it were not futile? Futility is the foundation upon which it rests. On what other foundation could it have been based which would have held and never given way? A great idea can be undermined by another great idea and, in due course, be demolished by it. But futility is inaccessible, indestructible, immovable. It is a true foundation and that is why it has been chosen as such.

210 My father: a horse has four legs, and it still trips up. In the same way, the Danube has two banks, but they shot the Jews into it just the same.

When a girl uses six derogatory adjectives in her attempt to paint the portrait of the loved one, it means something. One may indicate a merely temporary tiff. Six is big stuff.

Work, the hobby of the philosopher and the poor man's friend.

I don't think the amount of belief you have is what's important. I think it's what you have belief in that matters.

My purpose? What is my purpose?

The object of all good literature is to purge the soul of its petty troubles.

But why do you want me? I mean, what am I? Ask yourself that. I often have.

What on earth are you doing in Paris? I asked. Bertie, old man, said Biffy solemnly, I came here to try and forget. Well, you've certainly succeeded.

The coops were finished. They were not masterpieces, and I have seen chickens pause before them in deep thought, as who should say: Now what in the world have we struck here? But they were coops, within the meaning of the act, and we induced the hens to become tenants.

This man's brother I was telling you about, said Spennie, says there's only one rhyme in the English language to 'burglar', and that's 'gurgler'. Unless you count 'pergola', he says——

What, in your opinion, will the harvest be? One finds it difficult to hazard a conjecture, sir. You mean imagination boggles? Yes, sir. I inspected my imagination. He was right. It boggled.

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life

In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.

And what importance do I have in the courtroom of oblivion?

Whom can I ask what I came to make happen in the world?

You can say anything you want, yessir, but it's the words that sing, they soar and descend...I bow to them...I love them, I cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down...I love words so much...The unexpected ones...The ones I wait for greedily or stalk until, suddenly, they drop...

Porque sentí que de alguna manera Compartí lo que hacían O mis hermanos o mis enemigos: Y ellos, de tanta nada que saqué De la nada, de la nada mía, Tomaron algo y les sirvió mi vida...

I hold a dramatic and romantic concept of life; What doesn't touch my senses means nothing to me

Some poems survive it to become poems in another language," he argued, "but others refuse to live in any language but their own, in which case the translator can manage no more than a reproduction, an effigy, of the original.

Le déracinement pour l'être humain est une frustration qui, d'une manière ou d'une autre, atrophie la clarté de son âme.