Quotes About Purpose

Morals, as I conceive them, are concerned with ends of action: and principally with ultimate ends of action. An end of action, in so far as it is ultimate, is one which is pursued for itself alone, and not as a means to some other end. Of course an end may be, and constantly is, both ultimate and contributory. It is sought for on its own account, and also as an instrument for procuring something else. It is mainly in the first of these capacities, however, that it concerns morality.

How, then, are we to class this strange amalgam of criticism and credulity? What purpose can it serve? To whom will it appeal? Whose beliefs will it alter even by a hair's breadth?

Either the world is at fault, or we're looking for meaning in the wrong places.

Dreams will get you nowhere, a good kick in the pants will take you a long way.

Though all things in society as well as in the universe are said to have a purpose, there do exist here below certain beings whose purpose and utility seem inexplicable.

When a human soul draws its first furrow straight, the rest will follow surely.

Man himself is not a finished creation; if he were, God would not Be.

Interagire poco con le altre persone, lasciarmi coinvolgere il meno possibile, dedicarmi a ciò che mi piaceva e, magari, anche rendermi utile un minimo.

Non siamo nati solo per mangiare, né per guadagnare denaro, né per starcene senza far nulla, né per lasciare eredi, né tantomeno per invecchiare. Non siamo invece venuti al mondo perché dentro di noi brucia la fiamma di una passione? Non siamo qui, adesso, per amare i nostri cari e creare tanti bei ricordi, e portarli con noi fino a quando moriremo, senza rimpianti?

I've no idea how many young women like this there are in the world, but I kind of wonder if those oddly vague people you see in department stores during the day, women who don't quite seem to be students or people who work on their own, might not be the same. I know very well that I used to be like that myself, that I used to walk around with the same utterly unfocused look in my eye.

There are other false prophets, in like manner so termed, because they do apply the sayings of the true prophets unto a false end and purpose.

Only ceremony and the love of fate distinguish us from the beasts.

I want you to guard against those who demand that you die just to prove something. It is not that I advise you to respect your life more than anything else, but not to die uselessly for the need of others… for you still have many years ahead of you. Many years of joy and happiness to experience. Who else but you can experience your life?

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? ??i có nh?ng chuy?n khi c?n bi?t thì ta không bi?t không hi?u, khi bi?t ???c, hi?u ???c thì ?ã ch?ng còn ?? làm gì n?a. Tuy th? bi?t ???c thì v?n h?n là không...

Focusing your life solely on making a buck shows a certain poverty of ambition. It asks too little of yourself. Because it's only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you realize your true potential.

Focusing your life solely on making a buck shows a poverty of ambition. It asks too little of yourself. And it will leave you unfulfilled.

Writing is not a hobby. Collecting stamps or coins is a hobby. Writing is a calling.

And it seems to me when people quit dreaming, sleeping and awake, when they can't even imagine wonderful and terrible things happening, then they're not going to make things happen. They're not really people anymore. They're just sort of like pets.

My philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.

A plot-structure is a series of integrated, logically connected events, moved by a central purpose, leading to the resolution of a climax.

Go with your Strengths and Develop Your Passions to Discover your Purpose.

Still, what was the point to love if it didn't make you feel like you could fly? You might as well live alone.

E. B. White once wrote, "I can't decide whether to enjoy the world or improve the world; that makes it difficult to plan the day.