Quotes About Meaning

I wonder, sometimes, as we wander that graveyard, what will remain of me someday. Am I creating a legacy that matters, that will last? Will someone stand at my grave one day, wondering who I was?

When we have little else, our stories still have value.

We used to sit up on the roof with the couple from across the hall and play records and dance?' I sighed, wondering how we had come so far up in income and so far down in the things that really mattered.

What happened is, we grew lonely living among the things, so we gave the clock a face, the chair a back, the table four stout legs which will never suffer fatigue.

Real life ... it was an ambiguous world, where actions sometimes had no meaning, where chaos reigned and no one was allowed to see the big picture, only their small portion of it.

A door jumps out from shadows, then jumps away. This is what I've come to find: the back door, unlatched. Tooled by insular wind, it slams and slams without meaning to and without meaning.

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.

Deceivingly, Miss Neville, the word vodka means 'little water.' The Russians are masters of the understatement." - Lord Nash

Hard times are purposeful, meant to refine and redirect us. They're not arbitrary or random, and they're definitely not cruel.

No one could say the stories were useless for as the tongue clacked five or forty fingers stitched corn was grated from the husk pathwork was pieced or the darning was done... (from 'The Storyteller Poems')

Art is a visual language, not one of words, and so conclusions about artworks based on verbal or written communication are parallel but not a true equivalent.

purpose. We have a purpose in this life, and every minute we can make bad choices or good ones. Today I feel I've made a good one." She smiled at the rabbi, who smiled encouragingly back.

had often occurred to Chen how shattering it must be for someone who had devoted their whole life to material possessions to suddenly find themselves in a world where status depended on entirely more intangible matters. He

Yes, romance novels are extreme. The situations are turned up to eleven and everyone is beautiful without dieting or exercise and the sex is always amazing, but when I strip all that away what I get is that all of this"—Sasha motions to everything around us, and I'm assuming she means the world and our existence and not this particular Mexican restaurant—"that all of this is nothing without love.

Life is like canvas and when you die you have to sign the bottom corner. Will you be happy with what the painting looks like?

Well, the name is Salvatore. As in Savior - Damon Salvatore

We live and work in a world that carries preoccupations about money, but what does the soul care about such things?

We don't need to have just one favorite. We keep adding favorites. Our favorite book is always the book that speaks most directly to us at a particular stage in our lives. And our lives change. We have other favorites that give us what we most need at that particular time. But we never lose the old favorites. They're always with us. We just sort of accumulate them.

Long ago I yearned to be a hero without knowing, in truth, what a hero was. Now, perhaps, I understand it a little better. A grower of turnips or a shaper of clay, a Commot farmer or a king--every man is a hero if he strives more for others than for himself alone. Once you told me that the seeking counts more than the finding. So, too, must the striving count more than the gain.

Lumea nu merit? sacrificiul de a tr?i pentru ea, cu atât mai pu?in de a muri.

Stories have a job to do. They can't just lie around like lazybone dogs. They have to teach you something.

Neither the inveterateness of the mischief, nor the prevalency of the fashion, shall be any excuse for those who will not take care about the meaning of their own words, and will not suffer the insignificancy of their expressions to be inquired into.

The indefatigable pursuit of an unattainable perfection, even though it consists in nothing more than the pounding of an old piano, is what alone gives meaning to our life on this unavailing star.

What I like in a good author is not what he says, but what he whispers.