Quotes About Meaning

In his arms he carried Anne, whose head lay limply against his shoulder. At that moment Marilla had a revelation. In the sudden stab of fear that pierced to her very heart she realized what Anne had come to mean to her. She would have admitted that she liked Anne — nay, that she was very fond of Anne. But now she knew as she hurried wildly down the slope that Anne was dearer to her than anything on earth.

Art?k derslerimle çok daha fazla ilgileneceÄŸim, dedi Anne keyifle, çünkü bir amac?m var. Bay Allan hayatta herkesin bir amac? olmas? ve içtenlikle onun peÅŸine düÅŸmesi gerektiÄŸini söylüyor. Yaln?zca, sayg?n bir amaç olmas?na dikkat etmeliymiÅŸiz.

Moreover, you couldn't get animal sex and tight leather and sex toys along with something warm and comforting and meaningful.

The sincere reaction to making meaningful art is often speechlessness. We make art about what we cannot understand through any other method. The finished product is like a pearl, complete and beautiful, but mute about itself. The writer has given us this piece of his interior and there is frequently no explanation, nothing to be said about it. Often, the writer himself has very little idea of what he has created.

The central truth that serves as the platform for Christian marriage — and for all Christian relationships — is that in Christ we are at every moment eternally loved and genuinely significant.

By cutting God off (what a staggering concept of freedom—mere humans can cut God off from their lives), you cut off the only source of true significance and security.

The choice before us is rather stark: either live to be comfortable (both internally and externally, but especially internally), or live to know God. We can't have it both ways. One choice excludes the other. P91

Nora Dunn When faced with no real friends, she went out into the world and made some, and to watch her try to create a life with meaning was touching.

I gave you books. You gave me plants. Books live. Plants die.

Of all the women he knew, she had meant the most; and was the one person in his life he felt he had missed, in some ways.

Why in the hell would anybody think they wanted to take cattle to Montana? Dixon, the scout, said. He had an insolent look. We thought it would be a good place to sit back and watch 'em shit, Augustus said. Insolence was apt to bring out the comic in him.

A good title can save a book

I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live." Call

I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live.

It ain't dying I'm talking about, it's living. I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live. Augustus McCrae

Well, that's where we started for," he said. "Me and Call have always liked to get where we started for, even if it don't make a damn bit of sense.

It seemed to him the highest principle, loyalty. He preferred it to honor. He had never been exactly sure what men meant when they spoke of their honor, though it had been a popular word during the time of the War. He was sure, though, what he meant when he spoke of loyalty. A man didn't desert his comrades, his troop, his leader. If he did he was, in Call's book, worthless.

Louis Wu hardly noticed this triumph of practicality over honor, intelligence over xenophobia.

Vad är det som kommer oss att hela tiden försöka intala oss att de döda föremålen omkring oss har en själ, att ladda dem med betydelser? Kan det vara någonting annat än misstanken att också vi är döda föremål?

It's not WHAT you do for a living that brings career satisfaction. It's WHO you get to be while doing what you do that does.

You should be careful not to take the person you love for granted. Not only because they'll notice. But you'll notice too. You'll think it means something it doesn't.

Cómo se puede explicar el hecho de encontrar a alguien a quien has estado esperando toda la vida? ¿Hay que llamarlo «destino»? Me parece demasiado vago llamarlo «destino». Es más bien como encontrar el camino a casa, donde el significado de «casa» es el de un lugar que anhelamos en secreto, un lugar que hemos imaginado, pero en el que nunca antes habíamos estado.

el secreto de la existencia humana no consiste sólo en poseer la vida, sino también en tener un motivo para vivir. El hombre que no tenga una idea clara de la finalidad de la vida, preferirá renunciar a ella aunque esté rodeado de montones de pan y se destruirá a si mismo antes que permanecer en este mundo.

Todo se olvida en esta vida, todo pasa al recuerdo, todo acontecimiento deja de ser presente, pierde su valor y su significado.