Quotes About Meaning

Tundsin end suurepäraselt. Olin tühjendanud kaks päratut vahuveinipokaali ja kõik, mis ma enda ümber nägin, omandas suure ning sügava tähenduse.

It's kind of funny, really, all these years, everybody has been so busy trying to figure what life was all about, and all the while, it was just something for us to enjoy.

Poor little old human beings—they're jerked into this world without having any idea where they came from or what it is they are supposed to do, or how long they have to do it in. Or where they are gonna wind up after that. But bless their hearts, most of them wake up every morning and keep on trying to make some sense out of it. Why, you can't help but love them, can you? I just wonder why more of them aren't as crazy as betsy bugs." —Aunt Elner, 1978

Sir George Sansom (1883–1965) defined them as "little drops of poetic essence.

Books fashion nets to sustain and support the reader as he falls helplessly through the chaos of his own existence.

She wasn't his mother, but she was his Mom, and that was far more important.

Nos esforzamos por darle un sentido, una forma, un orden a la vida, y al final la vida hace con una lo que le da la gana.

But do we really live? To live without knowing what life is - is that living?

And, like the great damned souls, I shall always feel that thinking is worth more than living.

Tudo vale a pena quando a alma não é pequena

Everything stated or expressed by man is a note in the margin of a completely erased text. From what's in the note we can extract the gist of what must have been in the text, but there's always a doubt, and the possible meanings are many.

To say! To know how to say! To know how to exist via the written voice and the intellectual image! This is all that matters in life; the rest is men and women, imagined loves and factitious vanities, the wiles of our digestion and forgetfulness, people squirming — like worms when a rock is lifted — under the huge abstract boulder of the meaningless blue sky.

Walking on these streets, until the night falls, my life feels to me like the life they have. By day they're full of meaningless activity; by night, they're full of meaningless lack of it. By day I am nothing, and by night I am I. There is no difference between me and these streets, save they being streets and I a soul, which perhaps is irrelevant when we consider the essence of things

I have no philosophy, I have senses . . . If I speak of Nature it's not because I know what it is But because I love it, and for that very reason, Because those who love never know what they love Or why they love, or what love is. To love is eternal innocence, And the only innocence is not to think . .

As vezes ouço passar o vento; e só de ouvir o vento passar, vale a pena ter nascido

Pertenço a um gênero de portugueses Que depois de estar a Índia descoberta Ficaram sem trabalho. A morte é certa. Tenho pensado nisto muitas vezes.

O único sentido íntimo das cousas É elas não terem sentido íntimo nenhum.  

Ich bin der Zwischenraum zwischen dem, was ich bin, und dem, was ich nicht bin, zwischen dem, was ich träume, und dem, was das Leben aus mir gemacht hat, der abstrakte und leibliche Mittelwert zwischen Dingen, die nichts sind, da ich ebenfalls nichts bin. Welche Unruhe, wenn ich fühle, welch Unbehagen, wenn ich denke, welche Nutzlosigkeit, wenn ich will!

Sim, eis o que os meus sentidos aprenderam sozinhos: — As cousas não têm significação: têm existência. As cousas são o único sentido oculto das cousas.

Tudo o mais é uma grande maçada para quem está presente por acaso. E a sociedade em que nascemos é o lugar onde mais por acaso estamos presentes.

And now I'm sleepy, because I think – I don't know why – that the meaning of it all is to sleep.

É talvez o último dia da minha vida. Saudei o sol, levantando a mão direita, Mas não o saudei, dizendo-lhe adeus, Fiz sinal de gostar de o ver antes: mais nada.

La literatura, como cualquier forma de arte, es la confesión de que la vida no basta.

Omnia fui, nihil expedit – I have been everything, nothing is worth anything.