Quotes About Purpose

The world has become sad because a puppet was once melancholy. The nihilist, that strange martyr who has no faith, who goes to the stake without enthusiasm, and dies for what he does not believe in, is a purely literary product. He was invented by Turgenev, and completed by Dostoevsky. Robespierre came out of the pages of Rousseau as surely as the People's Palace rose out debris of a novel. Literature always anticipates life. It does not copy it, but moulds it to its purpose.

Some things in life just become very clear and we don't need a reason for them at all: I knew at that moment what I'd have to do.

The overexamined life, Claire, it's not worth living.

He wanted to hear his own footsteps to prove that he trod the ground.

He's such an extraordinarily brilliant person that it would be terrible if he let himself do nothing in the end.

Me preguntas por qué compro arroz y flores? Compro arroz para vivir y flores para tener algo por lo que vivir.

Elige un trabajo que te guste y no tendrás que trabajar ni un día de tu vida.

Humankind differs from the animals only by a little and most people throw that away.

Mankind differs from the animals only by a little and most people throw that away.

Ada yang mengukur hidup mereka dari hari dan tahun. Yang lain dengan denyut jantung, gairah, dan air mata. Tetapi ukuran sejati di bawah mentari adalah apa yang telah engkau lakukan dalam hidup ini untuk orang lain.

A man should say, I am not concerned that I have no place, I am concerned how I may fit myself for one. I am not concerned that I am not known, I seek to be worthy to be known.

He has not lived in vain who dies the day he is told about the Way

Non esiste una strada verso la felicità. La felicità è la strada.

Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life

Choose a job you love and you'll never have to work a day in your life

There are some things one is born to wear, and I had obviously been fated to wear this hat.

Orice om are nevoie de convingerea c? este un soare f?r? de care nu exist? nimic. Este important acest lucru în viaÈ›a unui om. Restul nici nu mai conteaz?. F?r? aceast? încredere, omul devine cu adev?rat o fiin?? ce poate fi trecut? cu vederea. ViaÈ›a lui este f?r? nici un folos. Ca un astru mort È™i r?t?citor, pe care nimeni nu-l cunoaÈ™te.

Have Ithaka always in your mind. Your arrival there is what you are destined for. But don't in the least hurry the journey.

I don't know why I started writing. I don't know why anybody does it. Maybe they're bored, or failures at something else.

If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?

He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led to nowhere at all. He felt something cold and soulless enter him like another being and he imagined that it smiled malignly and he had no reason to believe that it would ever leave.

Things separate from their stories have no meaning. They are only shapes. Of a certain size and color. A certain weight. When their meaning has become lost to us they no longer have even a name. The story on the other hand can never be lost from its place in the world for it is that place.

Because the question for me was always whether that shape we see in our lives was there from the beginning or whether these random events are only called a pattern after the fact. Because otherwise we are nothing.

They rode like men invested with a purpose whose origins were antecedent to them, like blood legatees of an order both imperative and remote. For although each man among them was discrete unto himself, conjoined they made a thing that had not been before and in that communal soul were wastes hardly reckonable more than those whited regions on old maps where monsters do live and where there is nothing other of the known world save conjectural winds.