Quotes About Meaning

never could see what was so disgraceful about 'stiffening in a rented house,' as Eliot wrote. Do you croak better on your own property?

To have assumed, for instance, that the deterioration of language and its debasement was tantamount to dehumanization led straight to cultural fascism.

Ä°nsan içi boÅŸ isyan saçmal?klar?ndan kaç?nan bir nihiliste dönüÅŸmeden bu koca toplumun kontrollerine nas?l dayanabilir? Daha iyi niyetli baÅŸka dayanma ve özgürce seçme ÅŸekli var m? diye soruyorum.

He goes on to say that if we don't have the gift for effecting change, we have "the solace of criticism.

Reading Sartre on the Middle East, I wonder whether he really knows what he is saying.

Life is an adventure of passion, risk, danger, laughter, beauty, love; a burning curiosity to go with the action to see what it is all about, to go search for a pattern of meaning, to burn one's bridges because you're never going to go back anyway, and to live to the end.

I pray for meaning. I pray for the limits of reality to become clear. For a world – and a type of being – that makes sense. I pray for a life after death that is not like this life. I pray for the end of mystery. What would a life be like with all the mysteries solved? If there were no questions, there'd be no stories. If there were no stories, there'd be no language. If there was no language there'd be no . . . What?

I think about stories and their logic and wonder if there can be any such thing as simply there is a book.

Not all events are stories.

People make events into stories. Stories give events meaning.

Incerc sa le explic parintilor mei ca viata e un dar buclucas. La început ai tendinta sa-l supraestimezi crezand ca viata pe care ai primit-o este vesnica. Apoi, dimpotriva, il subestimezi, gasind ca-i o porcarie, scurta de nu-ntelegi nimic din ea si pe care uneori ti-ar veni s-o arunci de sa nu se vada. Abia catre sfarsit pricepi ca nu-i vorba de nici un dar, ci de un simplu imprumut. Pe care trebuie sa incerci sa-l meriti.

La seule chose que nous apprend la mort, (c'est) qu'il est urgent d'aimer

a genuine work of art, can never be false, nor can it be discredited through the lapse of time, for it does not present an opinion but the thing itself.

GeçmiÅŸte kimse yaÅŸamad?, gelecekte kimse yaÅŸamayacak; her türlü yaÅŸam?n biçimi ÅŸimdidir; hiçbir kötülüÄŸün al?p götüremeyeceÄŸi bir mülktür bu.

I respectfully decline the invitation to join your hallucination.

Sometimes what seems to be a difference in opinions is in fact just a difference in definitions.

metaethics is an area of ethics that investigates the meaning of moral language, or the epistemology of ethics, and also considers the justification of ethical theories and judgments.

One might say that ambiguity is the diet of literary studies.

A true friend is a gift from God. Since God doesn't exist, guess what? Neither do true friends.

shouting from the rooftops tells us that many people sitting in church on Sunday don't know why they're there or what's taking place. They've received the sacraments, but they've never encountered Jesus Christ in a meaningful and personal way.

Then on your tombstone, where you only get a little bit of space to sum up your life, some wax-faced creep chisels a set of meaningless numbers instead of poetry or a secret love or the name of your favorite candy. In the end, all you get is a few words.

What did a happy ending even mean in real life, anyway? In stories you simply said, 'They lived happily ever after,' and that was it. But in real life people had to keep on living, day after day, year after year.

She was nothing in particular. But at least she had a purpose.

Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.