Quotes About Birth

There are two great days in a person's life—the day we were born and the day we discover why." —William Barclay

All languages had their birth, their apogee and decline.

The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

There are but three events in a man's life: birth, life and death. He is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

There are only three events in a man's life birth, life, and death he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

Man has but three events in his life: to be born, to live, and to die. He is not conscious of his birth, he suffers at his death and he forgets to live.

There are three great events in our lives: birth, life and death. Of birth we have no conscience; with death, we suffer; and, concerning life, we forget to live it.

Excluded by my birth and tastes from the social order, I was not aware of its diversity. Nothing in the world was irrelevant: the stars on a general's sleeve, the stock-market quotations, the olive harvest, the style of the judiciary, the wheat exchange, flower-beds. Nothing. This order, fearful and feared, whose details were all inter-related, had a meaning: my exile.

J'étais de toute éternité et je suis né afin de pouvoir enfin m'anéantir.

When we are born, we cry that we are come To this great stage of fools. He

She doesn't scream, but she groans and the sounds she makes are beyond the pain and work of labor, beyond human—or even animal—life. They are the sounds that move the earth, the sounds that give voice to the deep, violent fissures in the bark of the redwoods. They are the sounds of splitting cells, of bonding atoms, the sounds of the waxing moon and the forming stars.

No heroine can create a hero through love of one, but she can give birth to one.

Equality of opportunity in education aims to insure us against disparities arising from the situation in which we are born

I was overwhelmed by the smells. Slow, heavy odours, tenaciously biting, forming a strange mixture of excessive life and death, of birth and decay.

Il est né dans l'horreur, pensa-t-elle, et il ne craint pas de la regarder en face.

C'est le premier matin du monde.

If the pain and destruction wasn't a kind of creation, too: the violence of birth, that kind of idea.

The body politic, like the human body, begins to die from its birth, and bears in itself the causes of its destruction.

We're born in the museum, it's our homeland after all...

We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain.

Love is this and love is that; man is born to love; he is only alive when he is in the presence of a woman he loves or should love.

The different human peoples did not evolve out of a common ancestor; they were each born out of the womb of their own homeland. We appeared in different parts of the world at the same time. Each group was as much a part of their environment as the other animals and plants of the region.

el nacimiento y la muerte son experiencias similares, cada una el inicio de un viaje.

In the room of holding out an example for imitation, [the nobility] give only a warning to the lower classes of the people, who are taught to despise the boasted pre-eminence of birth, when attached to the meanest actions and most unwarrantable pursuits; and from hence proceeds all the licentiousness and spirit of equality that causes general disturbance.