Quotes About Meaning

Sence aÅŸk nedir?" diye sordum Jed'e. Dal?p gidiverdi. "AÅŸk olaÄŸanüstü bir ÅŸeydir. DaÄŸlar? yerinden oynat?r; bir bebeÄŸin ç??l?klar?n? dindirir. Her insan?n kalbinde bir yerlerde sakl?d?r. Faka alt?ndan da k?ymetlidir. Sat?n al?namaz, sat?lamaz ya da çal?namaz. YaÅŸam kayna??m?zd?r." (syf. 107)

Samah meant well. The Sartan all meant well. Undoubtedly Ramu meant well. Maybe even, in his own way, Xar meant well. They simply lacked imagination.

comes to nothing but tiny drops of blood, maybe. It's the small things that make the difference.

Words don't change their shape, they change their meaning, their function...They don't have a meaning of their own any more, they refer to other words that you don't know, that you've never read or heard...you've never seen their shape, but you feel...you suspect...they correspond to...an empty space inside you...or in the universe...

I had the face of pleasure, and yet I had no knowledge of pleasure. There was no mistaking that face.

Écrire, c'est aussi ne pas parler. C'est se taire. C'est parler sans bruit.

Everything turns out to be valuable that one does for one's self without thought of profit.

It is not that I despise men. If I did I should have no right, and no reason, to try to govern.

Qué insípido hubiera sido ser feliz!

I meno abili, in mancanza di parole e di frasi nelle quali racchiuderla, colgono, della vita, un'immagine povera e piatta; Altri l'appesantiscono, l'ammantano di una dignità che non possiede. Altri ancora, al contrario, l'alleggeriscono, ne fanno una palla vuota e saltellante, che è facile prendere e lanciare in un universo senza peso.

La meditación de la muerte no enseña a morir y no facilita la partida; pero ya no es facilidad lo que busco.

Mai mult m-a preocupat chipul altuia. Îndat? ce acela începuse s? conteze în viaÈ›a mea, arta încet? s? mai fie lux, devenind resurs?, modalitate de ajutorare.

I sighed. What is life but fleeting moments of happiness strung together on necklace of despair?

Service is the rent we pay for being. It is the very purpose of life, and not something you do in your spare time.

Waren er geen herinneringen als er geen woorden waren? Wat was er dan, buiten woorden? Er moest toch íéts zijn? Niet buiten woorden, maar erachter, aan de andere kant ervan.

Met de komst van de woorden verliezen we het oorspronkelijke gevoel, dacht ze. Het geeft een veilig gevoel, dat is waar. Alleen de dingen die een naam hebben gekregen, worden werkelijk voor ons. Werkelijk en begrensd.

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.

Omissions are not accidents.

I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all this fiddle. Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in it after all, a place for the genuine.

It's not how long it glows. It's not how long the light lasts. It's what it says while it's still visible.

When we attach value to things that aren't love—the money, the car, the house, the prestige—we are loving things that can't love us back. We are searching for meaning in the meaningless.

Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we have learned here. The spiritual journey is the relinquishment—or unlearning—of fear and the acceptance of love back into our hearts. Love is the essential existential fact. It is our ultimate reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life.

You are loved, and your purpose is to love.

The famous passage from her book is often erroneously attributed to the inaugural address of Nelson Mandela. About the misattribution Williamson said, Several years ago, this paragraph from A Return to Love began popping up everywhere, attributed to Nelson Mandela's 1994 inaugural address. As honored as I would be had President Mandela quoted my words, indeed he did not. I have no idea where that story came from, but I am gratified that the paragraph has come to mean so much to so many people.