Quotes About Birth

According to an ancient Sardinian legend, the bodies of those who are born on Christmas Eve will never dissolve into dust but are preserved until the end of time.

Women give birth, men take life. Therefore, men are jealous of this power. War is menstruation envy.

For truly barren is profane education, which is always in labor but never gives birth. For what fruit worthy of such pangs does philosophy show for being so long in labor? Do not all who are full of wind and never come to term miscarry before they come to the light of the knowledge of God, although they could as well become men if they were not altogether hidden in the womb of barren wisdom?

Truly barren is a secular education. It is always in labor, but never gives birth.

I was born with a knife in one hand and a wound in the other.

For every new art form there's someone to come along and pronounce it dead, but rarely has an art form been born dead - as is the case with rock video, and its major outlet, MTV.

I must confess, I was born at a very early age.

I must admit, I was born at an early age.

The first thing which I can record concerning myself is, that I was born. These are wonderful words. This life, to which neither time nor eternity can bring diminution - this everlasting living soul, began. My mind loses itself in these depths.

I don't know. When I was born there was a nurse taking care of me." "What's the matter? Couldn't the nurse take care of herself?" "Sure she could. I just found that out too late.

Although it is generally known, I think it's about time to announce that I was born at a very early age.

The egg, at last, is revealed, and what is more coherent and elemental than an egg?

Una mujer se acercó a donde yo estaba y me jaló del brazo conduciéndome hasta el fondo del bar: allí me señaló una inscripción en el muro que decía: ¨Antes de nacer estábamos exactamente aquí.¨

The production of children, the nurture of those born, and the daily life of men, of these matters woman is visibly the cause.

There is but One God, His name is Truth, He is the Creator, He fears none, he is without hate, He never dies, He is beyond the cycle of births and death, He is self illuminated, He is realized by the kindness of the True Guru. He was True in the beginning, He was True when the ages commenced and has ever been True, He is also True now.

Nothing essential happens through death, only through birth and that is the whole trouble - But shouldn't we be speaking of something more important than life and death?

Fearlessness comes with the birth of this new understanding: The only reason life changes as it does is to reveal the secret Goodness underlying those same changes.

I didn't ask to be made a princess." This time all three of them laugh, although it is gentle enough. "Who chooses their fate?" It is the third one, the tallest. "Who asks to be born into the times that are theirs?" "Well, who accepts the world only as it comes to them?" she says, too quickly.

What shall I say, how is the truth to be said? You were born, you had body, you died. It is just that you never giggled or planned or cried.

El Chayo, El Chango y La Tuta diseñan con singular astucia su separación de Los Zetas. A mediados de 2006 formalizan el nacimiento de una nueva organización llamada La Familia Michoacana, cuyo objetivo es expulsar a Los Zetas de la Tierra Caliente.

perhaps within me the desire to put off that which I most in the world desire of late keeps watch, I mean, to write a book but a wounded book, a contentious, broken book, a book not pleased to be a book, to be only a book, to be born in the absence of my friend, a book incapable of acting as if the last times were not upon us, but which at the same time cannot act as if it were only a book hence a being unaware of the end, unaware what time it is.

There is hidden and always ready in woman the source; the locus for the other. The mother, too, is a metaphor. It is necessary and sufficient that the best of herself be given to woman by another woman for her to be able to love herself and return in love the body that was "born" to her. Touch me, caress me, you the living no-name, give me my self as myself.

The birth of information theory came with its ruthless sacrifice of meaning—the very quality that gives information its value and its purpose. Introducing

It took me longer than I thought and it seemed to me that the calf was beginning to lose patience with me because when its head was forced out by the cow's contractions we were eye to eye and I fancied the little creature was giving me a disgusted "For heaven's sake get on with it" look.