Quotes About Purpose

When God is making these judgements, his purpose is not to keep as many people out of hell as possible. His goal is to get as many people into heaven as possible.

And love … love was worth dying for. Worth living for, too.

Butch didn't live in his own place. He didn't spend his own money. He had no job, no future. He was a well-kept pet, not a man.

End of the day, the quick and the dead are the same. Everyone's just looking for a home.

Without his mate to share his life, he was but a screen for events and circumstances to pass through. He was npt even empty, for he was no vessel to hold even the thinnest of air. He lived, though was not truly alive

Life is about doing what is necessary, and you did.

Mary, you can't second-guess yourself. Listen, you go to war in your own way, and the worst thing a soldier can do is have his confidence fried before he hits the field. Not everything is going to end up in victory, but you've got to start it all off, every time, knowing that your training and your instincts are sound. You didn't do anything wrong. You didn't hurt Bitty on purpose.

But if you had to have something to live for, it might as well be love, right?

Don't you want to find out who else you are—other than a receptionist? She frowned. There is honor in all works. And maybe there is greatness waiting for you—if you only get back up on your feet and keep going.

If love were a requirement for marriage, the human race would have no need for the institution.

your quest?" Darius stepped inside. "I should

My buddy's just being an ass. It's his life's work." "Everyone needs a purpose.

I think people who survive need to get to an aha moment," she said quietly, "where the fog lifts and you realize there are things worth living for and goals worth pursuing. Even if they're different than what motivated you before.

Maybe what you found is being used for another reason?" Z stopped. "Oh, yeah. Right. Because those things are multifunctional. Like Q-tips or some shit. Look, would you talk to her?

Come on," he said in a bored voice to the shadow. "We have to clean house first.

It's not about the things. It's about your place in this world. It's the space you declare as yours emotionally and spiritually.

Still, she felt as though she mattered, and not just in some ephemeral emotional sense, but in a nuts-and-bolts, chassis, gas-tank kind of way.

Life is short. We need to do what we can to live while we're here.

It was good to be where you belong... And best to do the things you can live with. Even if it killed you in the short run.

As they stood together, united against the winter wind, the darkness in his body was pierced by a warm glow. Her love was the light in his blindness. The feel of her was the heaven he didn't need to see to know. And if she had this much faith in him, she was his courage and his purpose, too.

Lying here now, he'd never felt more focused, never had his life's purpose so clear: His one and only priority was keeping her alive and healthy and safe, and the strength with which he held that directive made him feel whole. He was who he was because of her.

Fate was not easy . . . but it got things right. Eventually, everything that came to pass was exactly how it was meant to be.

Lying here now, he'd never felt more focused, never had his life's purpose so clear: His one and only priority was keeping her alive and healthy and safe, and the strength with which he held that directive made him feel whole. He was who he was because of her.

El amor de Beth era la luz en medio de su ceguera. Tocarla era el cielo que no necesitaba ver para conocer. Y si ella tenía tanta fe en él, también era su valor y su propósito.