Quotes About Meaning

How we are saved is closely linked to the question of what we are saved for.

So what if it were true after all? What if the Creator, all along, had made the world out of overflowing, generous love, so that the overflowing, self-sacrificial love of the Son going to the cross was indeed the accurate and precise self-expression of the love of God for a world radically out of joint?

He had been absolutely right in his devotion to Israel and the Torah, but absolutely wrong in his view of Israel's vocation and identity and even in the meaning of the Torah itself.

Presence of death standing by makes a sacrament of tenuous relationships.

God did not intend religion to be an exercise club.

If this is death, Guild Hunter,he thought to his mortal as angelfire scored through his bones and touched his heart, then I will see you on the other side.

Finished playing your sex games?" she asked point-blank. "I wasn't doing anything to your mind, Elena. Not that time." Oh, shit.

Words weren't always easy when things mattered.

When I create works of art, I do it because it is part of me and I must create. But afterward, when the work is done, I hope that it'll speak to people, that it'll open up their hearts or their minds. That cannot happen if the art is buried for safekeeping.

Though we may have been psychically bonded, to see my ring on my wife's finger, it meant something. To wear hers on mine, it meant even more.

And what, exactly, am I giving as I'm learning to do this giving thing?

My mom used to say everything happens for a reason and there's no such thing as coincidences. Serendipity, yes; coincidence, no. She always said every event was part of God's tapestry. One side—the side we see as we stumble through life—looks like a confusing mass of interwoven thread, but on the other side—the side God sees— is a radiant, gorgeous work of art.

Susan Boynton mug. "I will," Birdie said, smiling. "Haven't you already read this?" he asked,

My mom used to say everything happens for a reason and there's no such thing as coincidences. Serendipity, yes; coincidence, no. She always said every event was part of God's tapestry. One side—the side we see as we stumble through life—looks like a confusing mass of interwoven thread, but on the other side—the side God sees— is a radiant, gorgeous work of art. And now, I can't help but wonder if there's a reason this happened.

I asked Mama was it a sin to do what I done, and she said no, it was the same as David slaying Goliath, it was only to save Ulyssa and the others, not because of meanness that I did it. I would do it again, too. I am not sorry, but this has hurt my heart and spirit more than all the other trials, for being forsaken is worse than being killed.

Who has asked you what you want for Christmas this year? Since we are asked this question from an early age, it is easy for Christmas to become all about getting rather than giving. Wouldn't a better question to ask each other be, "What are you giving for Christmas?

Jesus doesn't just look at us; he looks into us. And if we are willing to hold his gaze, he will burn away what is meaningless and frivolous and contaminating.

Is it a good life or a bad one? The answer doesn't matter. It's the only life we have.

Quelle [est] la quantité minimale de passé nécessaire à la production de sens?

Pero el relato -el hecho de relacionar acontecimientos y personas en una historia- es precisamente lo que da sentido a la existencia humana.

The Buddhists are right -- and so is Kundera -- this lightness of being is perfectly unbearable. Who can accept the idea of having only one life?

If you say the same word a million times will it lose its meaning?

Je lis de mieux en mieux et de plus en plus vite, je lis comme si ma vie en dépendait, lire est mon seul et unique talent, si on me disait, que je n'ai plus le droit de lire j'aurais une crise d'apoplexie et j'en mourrais." (Lignes de faille)

It was never about winning medals or being famous.