Quotes About Priorities

I knew that he had billions of reasons to want me now, when he'd never cared enough to stick around for either of us before.

Seriously?" Xander wheezed. "You're playing strip bowling without me? Never mind. Focus! This is me focusing.

You're probably better at math than I am, because pretty much everyone's better at math than I am, but it's okay, I'm fine with it. See, I excel at other, more important things—guitar, sex, and consistently disappointing my dad, to name a few.

But that isn't why. The why is that none of it matters. Not school, not cheerleading, not boyfriends or friends or parties or creative writing programs or Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â She waves her arms at the world. "It's all just time filler until we die.

The thing about eating is that there are so many other more interesting things to do. I feel the same way about sleeping. Complete wastes of time.

But that isn't why. The why is that none of it matters. Not school, not cheerleading, not boyfriends or friends or parties or creative writing programs or... It's all just time filler until we die.

The thing about sleeping is that there are so many other more interesting things to do. Complete waste of time

You're probably better at math than I am, because pretty much everyone's better at math than I am, but it's okay, I'm fine with it. See, I excel at other, more important things—guitar, sex, and consistently disappointing my dad, to name a few. By the way, it's apparently true that you'll never use it in the real world. Math, I mean.

I try not feel jealous of the fact that he's been checking in with them but not me. After all, they're his family. I'm only me, the most important person in his life, for a while at least.

You're probably better at math than I am, because pretty much everyone's better at math than I am, but it's okay, I'm fine with it. See, I excel at other, more important things—guitar, sex, and consistently disappointing my dad, to name a few. By the way, it's apparently true that you'll never use it in the real world. Math, I mean.

You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties for want of occasions for frittering away your life on silly trifles.

I tell you I have nearly attained MY heaven; and that of others is altogether unvalued and uncovered by me.

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn; And lust of fame was but a dream that vanished with the morn:

When the Best is gone - I know that other things are not of consequence - The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care.

No, scratch the word career. Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.

You theoretically have so much more time at home, but you fill it with the minutiae that you somehow managed to avoid when you were working.

JeÅ›li najwiÄ™kszÄ… zaletÄ… wczesnego rodzenia dzieci jest to, ?e szybciej masz je z gÅ'owy, a najwiÄ™kszÄ… zaletÄ… pó?nego rodzenia dzieci jest odwleczenie tej mordÄ™gi, to czy? zupeÅ'na rezygnacja z dzieci nie stanowi najlepszego rozwiÄ…zania?

Wasn't there something to be said for working to live, as opposed to living to work?

I never hear about dear Mike. I wrote Ellen Greene and asked about him and she replyed and never mentioned Mike but told me all about her roomatism. As if I cared about her roomatism.

I saw Richelle turn her head to stare at him curiously. She always thought it was odd when people cared a lot about things. Sometimes I'd try and explain it to her. "It's like you care about clothes and stuff, Richelle," I'd say. But then she'd just look at me as if I was odd. That wasn't something she just cared about. It was life, to her, like breathing in and out. It couldn't be compared to anything else, in her opinion.

It's better to be happy than comfortable, if you can't have both.

Also everywhere I'm looking at kids, adults mostly don't seem to like them, not even the parents do. They call the kids gorgeous and so cute, they make the kids do the thing all over again so they can take a photo, but they don't want to actually play with them, they'd rather drink coffee talking to other adults. Sometimes there's a small kid crying and the Ma of it doesn't even hear.

In the world I notice persons are nearly always stressed and have no time. Even Grandma often says that, but she and Steppa don't have jobs, so I don't know how persons with jobs do the jobs and all the living as well. In Room me and Ma had time for everything. I guess the time gets spread very thing like butter over all the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores, so there's only a little smear of time on each place, then everyone has to hurry on to the next bit.

The worn soles of Daffy's boots skidded on the icy stones. He'd been saving up for a new pair for Christmas, but then he'd come across an encyclopaedia in ten volumes, going cheap. Boots might last ten years, at best, but knowledge was eternal.