Quotes About Purpose

What was he, he wondered, that he could have anything at all but an end?

one is…a major key to us, to human beings, I mean. When we have no difficult, long-term purpose to strive toward, we fight each other. We destroy ourselves. We have these chaotic, apocalyptic periods of murderous craziness.

Name plus purpose equals focus for me.

Worship is no good without action. With action, it's only useful if it steadies you, focuses your efforts, eases your mind.

It was ... more poison packed tight together in one place than I've ever known. Did Humans make it that way on purpose?

que busca? Tal vez busca su destino. Tal vez su destino es buscar. ...what is he searching for? Perhaps he searches for his destiny. Perhaps his destiny is to search.

But every baby is an anchor for young parents navigating the stormy waters of daily life; every baby is an anchor for those who are looking for their true north, their purpose, their identity. We give our parents hope when they drift from bad times to bad times to worse.

Even the most tedious chore will become endurable as you parade through each day convinced that every task, no matter how menial or boring, brings you closer to achieving your dreams.

I am here for a purpose and that purpose is to grow into a mountain, not to shrink to a grain of sand. Henceforth will I apply ALL my efforts to become the highest mountain of all and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy.

My fellow man I do not care for. I often ask me, What's he there for? The only answer i can find Is, Reproduction of his kind.

One of our most important challenges in life is to remain mindful of who we are and what we are doing. To keep this awareness present all the time is a great support for spiritual growth. One aspect of a spiritual life is to live consciously. For that, we need to be as fully aware as possible. Without mindfulness, we end up sleepwalking through life. We act without realizing what we are doing. – 17th Karmapa

We of today must conceive our relation to the rest of the universe as best we can; and even if our images must seem fantastic to future men, they may none the less serve their purpose today.

The one reasonable goal of social life was affirmed ti be the creation of a world of awakened, of sensitive, intelligent, and mutually understanding personalities, banded together for the common purpose of exploring the universe and developing the "human" spirit's manifold potentialities. Imperceptibly the young were led to discover for themselves this goal.

The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself." ? Albert Camus

Even when all the worlds have frozen or exploded, and all the suns gone dead and cold, there'll still be time. Oh, God, what for?

If you plan to be happy, you will find at least one reason to be happy. Real happiness is never accidental. Discover happiness on your terms.

Without balance, a life is no longer worth the effort.

anyone who tells you there's one reason for what they do is a liar.

But why should we have to be useful and for what reason? Who divided the world into useless and useful, and by what right? Does a thistle have no right to life, or a Mouse that eats the green in a warehouse? What about Bees and Drones, weeds and roses? Whose intellect can have had the audacity to judge who is better, and who worse?

A large tree, crooked and full of holes, survives for centuries without being cut down, because nothing could possibly be made out of it. This example should raise the spirits of people like us. Everyone knows the profit to be reaped from the useful, but nobody knows the benefit to be gained from the useless.

My life's harvest is not the building material for anything, neither in my time, now, nor in any other, never.

It has to do instead with the presentiment men have at every moment of their lives, a foreboding adamantly hushed and hidden—that left to their own devices, in the dull, quiet company of passing time, they would atrophy faster. As though they'd been designed for a brief spurt of intensity, a high-stakes race, a triumph and, immediately afterward, exhaustion

În ianuarie, în zilele de miercuri, la ?apte diminea?a, se vede c? lumea nu a fost creat? pentru om ?i cu siguran?? nu pentru confortul ?i pl?cerea lui.

In their heads they perform mute examinations of conscience: Do they have everything, passport, ticket, and papers, have they exchanged money. And where is it they're going. And what for.