Quotes About Get by

I don't think psychoanalysis is nonsense necessarily; I just don't see the point of it. An analyst can find out where the problem lie, but a witch from the jungle can do that as well. If I'm not allowed to live my own life, no psychologist is ever going to be able to help me. The real problem is that most people don't live their lives, they just get by somehow.

Some people think only intellect counts: knowing how to solve problems, knowing how to get by, knowing how to identify an advantage and seize it. But the functions of intellect are insufficient without courage, love, friendship, compassion, and empathy.

I smile when I'm angry , I cheat and I lie. I do what I have to do to get by. But I know what is wrong and I know what is right , and I'd die for the truth in my secret life .

When you are in a position of hunger, you can't say you want to only focus on craft, you can say that in a position of money. You have to make ends meet. If you think you are going to get by without that, it is a tough one.

When I thought about my old friends Linus Lucas and Theo, I realized they were not really criminals either. They were like me. We were just acting out the strangest, tragic little roles, pretending to be criminals in order to get by. We gave very convincing performances.

Natural human instinct, reaction, whatever, is if you're perfect, you're going to try to skate by and get by, get away with things the easiest way possible.

In some ways contemporary Zen centers resemble halfway houses for people who are seeking ways to get by in the world without falling to pieces.

If you learn the craft, you can make a movie and get by with tricks.

Cynicism is our shared common language, the Esperanto that actually caught on, and though I'm not fluent in it - I like too many things, and I'm not envious of enough people - I know enough to get by.

Whispers was one of these short Italian guys in his early thirties that you'd see all around South Philly, just trying to get by with one hustle or another. This is not the same Whispers they blew up when they bombed his car around the same time. This is the other Whispers. I didn't know the one they blew up; I just heard about it. I

I went to the University of San Francisco on an athletic scholarship. I didn't study in high school. I was just there to get by and to play basketball. But a funny thing happened to me when I got to college. I got challenged by the work and the professors.

They'd lost the plot somewhere along the way, their once great romance spun into a period piece, into an immigrant family story, and then into a story about two people trying to get by.

IVY: Is she clean? BARBARA: Clean-ish. IVY: So she's not clean. BARBARA: The woman's got brain-damage, dummy. If you think I'm going to strip-search her every time she slurs a word— IVY: You know the difference. BARBARA: She's moderately clean. IVY: "Moderately"? BARBARA: You don't like "moderately"? Then let's say tolerably. IVY: Is she clean, or not? BARBARA: Back off. We're trying to get by here, okay?

I just said, 'I hope she can get by with a salary of sixty thousand dollars.' 

Most of the earth's inhabitants work to get by. They work because they have to. They didn't pick this or that occupation out of passion; the circumstances of their lives did the choosing for them.

He gives me a low smile. You know, sometimes I wish I had your life. But I'm sure I wouldn't be much good at it. I'm not that goos at it myself. You get by. So do you. I try.

Life's cheap out here, Daniel. With a little budgeting I can get by till you go off to college." "And then?" My dad reached for whatever he was drinking that day. "There don't always have to be a then." He poured, drank, swallowed, grimaced. Left his hand on the bottleneck. "Hell, there ain't really a now, so why should there be a then?