Quotes About Meaning

Life doesn't exist inside language: too bad for me.

Every one-night-stand or man in a one-night-stand is like every other one-night-stand or man in a one-night-stand because the sex in a one-night-stand is without time and only time allows value.

In her experience, language cannot be trusted. Words are weapons to be deployed cautiously.

Un dia, mientras escribia una carta, Otoko abrio el diccionario para consultar el ideograma 'pensar'. Al repasar los restantes significados (añorar, ser incapaz de olvidar, estar triste) sintio que el corazon se le encogia. Tuvo miedo de tocar el diccionario... Aun ahi estaba Oki. Innumerables palabras se lo recordaban. Vincular todo lo que veia y oia con su amor equivalia a estar viva. La conciencia de su propio cuerpo era inseparable del recuerdo de aquel abrazo.

The student asks: If my redstone necklace had every view of every veil that ever brightened, would I be wise? The master answers: If I had a thousand pieces of a priceless vase, would I be rich?

I realized that it was not that I didn't want to go on without him. I did. It was just that I didn't know why I wanted to go on

Everyone has good cause for suicide, or at least it seems that way to those who search for it.

We have given sorrow many words, but a passion for life few.

Others would say to me, It is only temporary, it will pass, you will get over it, but of course they had no idea how I felt, although they were certain that they did. Over and over and over I would say to myself, If I can't feel, if I can't move, if I can't think, and I can't care, then what conceivable point is there in living?

He was not, it was clear, going to gaze meaningfully into my eyes over long dinners and fine wines, nor discuss literature and music over late-night coffee and port... Yet not once in the years we have been together have I doubted Richard's love for me, nor mine for him. Love, like life, is much stranger and far more complicated than one is brought up to believe.

The elemental human desire to add meaning and permanence to life-to avoid the fate rendered by Dante as no more memorial/ Than foam in water or smoke upon the wind - take on additional depth and urgency for those who have intense moods and brooding dispositions.

We put our faith in things great and small. We assign to them meaning they may actually have, or meaning that we need for them to have in order to carry on.

Memory is quite central for me. Part of it is that I like the actual texture of writing through memory...

And if these incidents now seem full of significance and all of a piece, it's probably because I'm looking at them in the light of what came later...

Even at the time, I realised this couldn't be right, that this interpretation didn't fit with the rest of the lyrics. But that wasn't an issue with me. The song was about what I said, and I used to listen to it again and again, on my own, whenever I got the chance.

For however one may come in later years to reassess one's achievements, it is always a consolation to know that one's life has contained a moment or two or real satisfaction

You built your lives on what we gave you. You wouldn't be who you are today if we'd not protected you. You wouldn't have become absorbed in your lessons, you wouldn't have lost yourselves in your art and your writing. Why should you have done, knowing what lay in store for each of you? You would have told us it was all pointless, and how could we have argued with you?

We took away your art because it would reveal you souls or, to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.

nothing and yet everything had passed between us.

It might be just some trend that came and went,' I said. 'But for us, it's our life.

memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don't go along with that. The memories I value most, I don't see them ever fading.

There was something very special, but it wasn't inside Josie. It was inside those who loved her.

Mr Capaldi pensava che dentro Josie non ci fosse niente di tanto speciale da non poter esser proseguito. Diceva alla Madre che aveva cercato dappertutto e non l'aveva mai trovato. Ma adesso credo che non cercasse nel posto giusto. C'era invece qualcosa di molto speciale, ma non era dentro Josie. Era dentro quelli che l'amavano.

Why would anyone want to turn back time? There is no meaning in regret, no point in thinking about thing I could have done. Because there is no guarantee that any decision is the right one.