Quotes About Meaning

I say, 'Don't lose your heart, Rube.' And very clearly, without moving, my brother answers me. He says, 'I'm not tryin' to lose it, Cam. I'm tryin' to find it.

Christ, it's defeaning. why can't the world hear? I ask myself. Within a few moments I ask it many times. Because it doesn't care, I finally answer, and I know I'm right. It's like I have been chosen. But chosen for what? I ask. The answer's quite simple: To Care.... How do people live like this? How do they survive? And maybe that's why I am here. What if they can't anymore?

What great malice there could be in allowing something to live.

Words are so heavy.

you need life in your life.

Make sure you live,' she said. 'As decent as you can. I know you'll make mistakes, but sometimes you're meant to, okay?

The question is, what colour will everything be at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?

He was a great horse," she went on, "and the perfect story—we wouldn't love him so much if he'd lived.

I love and hate this place because it is full of words.

Cuando empezó a escribir su historia, se preguntó por el momento exacto en que los libros y las palabras no sólo comenzaban a tener algún significado, sino que lo significaban todo.

En realidad, no importaba de qué tratara el libro, lo importante era lo que significaba.

What good are the words?

I didn't know words could be so heavy.

it didn't really matter what that book was about. It was what it meant that was more important.

los libros y las palabras no sólo comenzaron a tener algún significado, sino que lo significaban todo.

The point is, it didn't really matter what that book was about. It was what it meant to her that was more important.

Estoy buscando esto —le digo señalándonos a los dos con la mano—. Nos estoy buscando a ti y a mí juntos. Audrey se arrodilla a mi lado y posa su mano en la mía para hacerme soltar las hojas. —No creo que esté ahí —me dice con dulzura—. Yo creo, Ed... —Posa las manos suavemente sobre mi cara. La luz anaranjada del atardecer la baña—. Creo que esto nos pertenece a nosotros.

I don't leave a note. There's nothing else to do. At first, I'd wanted to write Merry Christmas on the box somewhere, but I decide against it. This isn't about words. It's about glowing lights and small things that are big.

On her birthday, it was she who gave a gift - to me. It makes me understand that the best standover man I've ever known is not a man at all...

Trust me, though, the words were on their way, and when they arrived, Liesel would hold them in her hands like the clouds, and she would wring them out like the rain.

Quiero palabras en mi entierro. Aunque imagino que eso significa que necesitas vida en tu vida.

She was one of the few souls that made me wonder what it was to live.

As palavras pousaram na mesa e se posicionaram no meio. As três pessoas ficaram a olhá-las. As tênues esperanças não ousaram elevar-se mais do que isso. Ele ainda não morreu. Ele ainda não morreu.

Cuando empezó a escribir su historia se preguntó por el momento exacto en que los libros y las palabras no sólo comenzaron a tener algún significado, sino que lo significaban todo