Quotes About Purpose

Our life is made up of time. Our days are measured in hours, our pay measured by those hours, our knowledge is measured by years. We grab a quick few minutes in our busy day to have a coffee break. We rush back to our desks, we watch the clock, we live by appointments. And yet time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades were being spent the best way they possibly could.

And yet time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades were being spent the best way they possibly could.

We're not in this life just to work, we're in it to live.

She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it's what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted.

Were we lost and unaccounted for, or was this where we truly belonged and our normal lives the original error?

What is she doing in this world? Where is she going? She knows she has so much further to go than the distance she has come.

You see, I never knew what I wanted to be -- I still don;t know. All I knew was that I was supposed to get married and have babies just like my mother did and my sisters did. I wanted to do that. I met your father and I was his wife, that is who I was. Then I had my children. And then I was a mother. That's who I was. A wife and a mother but I don't know if I was or if I am of any real value. You and the boys are all grown up, so what I am now?

She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live. But what was the point in living when there was no life in it.

Estaba harta de limitarse a existir; quería vivir. Pero ¿qué sentido tenía vivir cuando no se sentía viva?[...] Finalmente prefirió no despertar de sus sueños; éstos eran lo único que le parecía real

Doesn't it strike you that the one person I save every day is a person who doesn't even want to live? Doesn't it make you feel completely redundant?

I need a goal. I need an objective. I need a challenge. I need a purpose. I need to contribute. I need to do something.

The machine has helped the creator of the machine to survive. No, it hasn't helped him. It has kept him alive. Gave him reason. A thing he felt his life was deeply lacking in.

Aspira a conseguir algo que desees y verás cómo este año cobra sentido.

I'm not really sure why I'm here. You see, everyone has a purpose, they're all going somewhere or doing something. I really have no idea why I'm here.

I'm trying to make some sense out of the phrase Everything happens for a reason, and I think I've figured out what the reason is - to pissed me off.

Aim for what u want and the year will all make a sense.

Everything that I decide to do means something, otherwise I don't do them.

Don't make your career be your life. let it be your passion. Let it bring you pleasure. But don't let it become your identity. You are so much more valuable than that.

There is mercy for everyone, except those who are bored with life.

When it comes to prosperity, we need God's revelation of His purpose for it in our lives. Prosperity is not a formula where we observe certain rules and obtain wealth; nor is it a reward system whereby we get rewarded for being obedient children. Prosperity is one aspect of the nature and character of God; as His royal children, it is ours as we walk in agreement and unity with our Father. When, in faith, we receive God's grace of giving, we become Christlike givers who prosper.

There is no love, there is only the lie we tell ourselves that things are more important than they actually are, that our lives will have meaning beyond all the other lives that have come before us and been forgotten, that there is hope in any of this.

The blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant.

I cannot have gone through what I went through and have lost what I lost if it's all meaningless.

We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity...a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives that span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant...A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life.