Quotes About Birth

No religion except ours has taught that man is born in sin; none of the philosophical sects has admitted it; none therefore has spoken the truth

There is no denying it; one must admit that there is something astonishing about Christianity. 'It is because you were born in it,' they will say. Far from it; I stiffen myself against it for that very reason, for fear of being corrupted by prejudice. But, though I was born in it, I cannot help finding it astonishing.

To be of noble birth is a great advantage. In eighteen years it places a man within the select circle, known and respected, as another have merited in fifty years. It is a gain of thirty years without trouble.

What courage must a human possess to stand at ease and witness the birth of the sun.

If you're not busy being born, you're busy dying.

That he not busy being born is busy dying

perhaps a soul is what you have spent your life making, not a piece of metaphysical equipment shipped ready-made from the factory, another myth like original sin, which you were outfitted with at birth and could somehow lose, like men high and low sometimes lost their humanity--

You are anxious about whether you will rise from the dead or not, but you rose from the dead when you were born and you didn't notice it.

Man is born to live, not to prepare for life. Life itself, the phenomenon of life, the gift of life, is so breath-takingly serious!

Maga, Anna Ivanovna, azon tépelÅ'dik, vajon feltámad-e, pedig hiszen már akkor is feltámadt, amikor megszületett, és észre sem vette.

Zhenya Luvers was born and grew up in Perm.

There have always been two senses of the word gentleman: the fine man of high birth and the fine man of good character.

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The modern world, indeed, has been shaped just as much by war capitalism's death as by its birth.

Day now, night now, at head, side, feet, They stand their vigil in gowns of stone, Faces blank as the day I was born, Their shadows long in the setting sun That never brightens or goes down. And this is the kingdom you bore me to, Mother, mother. But no frown of mine Will betray the company I keep.

Dar eu nu m? m?ritam. Trebuia s? existe, îmi spuneam eu, un ritual pentru când te n??teai a doua oar?, vulcanizat, reÈ™apat È™i gata de drum.

People and trees receded on either hand like the dark sides of a tunnel as I hurtled on to the still, bright point at the end of it, the pebble at the bottom of the well, the white sweet baby cradled in its mother's belly.

I went there to see him instead of to Yale and it was there I found out how he had fooled me all those years and what a hypocrite he was. I found out on the day we saw the baby born.

May our lives be born from the beauty of darkness, and shine with the possibility of light.

The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.

I've been born, and once is enough.

Wavering between the profit and the loss In this brief transit where the dreams cross The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying

And the blind eye creates The. empty forms between the ivory gates And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth This is the time of tension between dying and birth The place of solitude where three dreams cross Between blue rocks

but set down/This set down/This: were we led all that way for/ Birth or Death? There was a Birth, certainly,/We had evidence and no doubt./I had seen birth and death,/But had thought they were different; this Birth was/Hard and bitter agony for us, like Death, our death.