Quotes About Purpose

Eric, I'm going to pay you back for leaving me. She smoothed her dress. You understand? Yes, he said, and walked into the kitchen. I'll devote my life to it, Kathy said, from the bedroom. Now I have a reason for living. It's wonderful to have a purpose at last; it's thrilling. After all these pointless ugly years with you. God, it's like being born all over again. Lots of luck, he said.

Life is short, he thought. Art, or something not life, is long, stretching out endless, like concrete worm. Flat, white, unsmoothed by any passage over or across it. Here I stand. But no longer. Taking the small box, he put the Edfrank jewellery piece away in his coat pocket.

But before we could continue the war, it was necessary to analyze it to determine what its purpose was. We did this, and we found that it had no purpose, except, perhaps, in terms of human needs. Even this was questionable.

terms of those who loved her. She paid back their love with—well, with what? Malice? Not proven. Hate? Not proven. With the irrational? Yes; proven. In terms of the effect on her friends—such as Fat—no lucid purpose was served but purpose there was: purpose without purpose, if you can conceive of that. Her motive was no motive. We're talking about nihilism. Under everything else, even under death itself

We can only control the end by making a choice at each step.

We have no value, she said to herself. We can live out our tiny lives. If we want to. If it matters to us.

We have no value, she said to herself. We can live out our tiny lives. If we want to. If it matters to us. From

My schedule for today lists a six-hour self-accusatory depression," Iran said. "What? Why did you schedule that?" It defeated the whole purpose of the mood organ. "I didn't even know you could set it for that," he said gloomily.

La ce i-ar folosi unui om s? câÈ™tige întreaga lume dac? în schimb îÈ™i pierde sufletul?

If you intend to kill yourself you don't require a reason, in the usual sense of the term; just as, to contrary, when you intend to stay alive, no verbal, articulated, formal reason is necessary, one you can seize on if the issue comes up.

I don't expect to live long. So what? I don't want to be around long. Do you? Why? What's in this world?

Non siete contenti di non vivere in un romanzo di fantascienza, dove ogni azione ha uno scopo ed è coerente, e in un cui il caso non agisce? La capillare sensazione che abbiamo di un universo senza senso è forse ciò che sostiene le nostre vite.

Anyhow, that's not what I want. I feel restless. As if there's something I should be doing. Something undone. Some kind of work or something uncompleted. You're right, I suppose. It comes of having sat at a desk for years." "You must try to adjust. Realize that it's over. The old life is gone. Dead." "I guess so.

How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.

There is a correspondence between the microcosm and the macrocosm! The stars are alive, child! Did you know that? Everything out there is alive, and there are grand purpose abroad! The universe is full of intentions , you know. Everything happens for a purpose.

The intentions of a tool are what it does. A hammer intends to strike, a vise intends to hold fast, a lever intends to lift. They are what it is made for. But sometimes a tool may have other uses that you don't know. Sometimes in doing what you intend, you also do what the knife intends, without knowing.

All the time I was away, Lyra said, I never thought about that. All I thought about was just the time I was in, just the present. There were plenty of times when I thought I didn't get a future at all. And now... Well, suddenly finding I've got a whole life to live, but no...but no idea what to do with it, well, it's like having the alethiometer but no idea how to read it.

But in another way it was easy, because it made sense. For the first time ever I felt I was doing something with all of my nature and not only a part of it. So it was lonely for a while but then I got used to it.

Había pensado acaso que la vida carecía de significado y de propósito por haber desaparecido Dios? Sí, lo había pensado. - ¡Pero el presente existe! Mary Malone

It was worth living a difficult life, if you had a great aim like that.

Spirit is what matter does.

Yes," he said, "yes, I believe you're right. There is a correspondence between the microcosm and the macrocosm! The stars are alive, child. Did you know that? Everything out there is alive, and there are grand purposes abroad! The universe is full of intentions, you know. Everything happens for a purpose. Your purpose is to remind me of that. Good, good—in my despair I had forgotten. Good! Excellent, my child!

She wasn't sure what she wanted to do, except that she knew that if she fooled around for long enough, without fretting, or nagging herself, she'd find out.

The intentions of a tool are what it does. A hammer intends to strike, a vise intends to hold fast, a lever intends to lift. They are what it is made for. But sometimes a tool may have other uses that you don't know. Sometimes in doing what you intend, you also do what the knife intends, without knowing. Can you see the sharpest edge of that knife?