Quotes About Purpose

In vain have oceans been squandered on you, in vain the sun, wonderfully seen through Whitman's eyes. You have used up the years and they have used up you, and still, and still, you have not written the poem.

Y es el sentido común el que, sin lugar a dudas, nos grita desde nuestro yo interno más sabio: ¡Utilizá todo lo que tenés para redoblar tu posibilidad de llegar adonde querés!

La felicidad es, para mí, la satisfacción de saberse en el camino correcto. La felicidad es la tranquilidad interna de quien sabe hacia dónde dirige su vida. La felicidad es la certeza de no estar perdido.

Autodependencia significa contestarse las tres preguntas básicas: Quién soy, adónde voy y con quién.

Ben olmay? istediÄŸim kiÅŸi deÄŸilim. Olmak zorunda olduÄŸum kiÅŸi deÄŸilim. Annemin olmam? istediÄŸi kiÅŸi deÄŸilim. Daha önce olmuÅŸ olduÄŸum kiÅŸi deÄŸilim. Kimsem oyum.

A writer, or any man, must believe that whatever happens to him is an instrument; everything has been given for an end. This is even stronger in the case of the artist. Everything that happens, including humiliations, embarrassments, misfortunes, all has been given like clay, like material for one's art. One must accept it.

Todos los hechos pueden ocurrirle a un hombre, desde el instante de su nacimiento hasta el de su muerte, han sido prefijados por el. Asi, toda negligencia es deliberada, todo casual encuentro una cita, toda humillacion una penitencia, todo fracaso una misteriosa victoria, toda muerte un suicidio. No hay consuelo mas habil que el pensamiento de que hemos elegido nuestras desdichas.

Aquí nos encontramos al fin y lo que antes ocurrió no tiene sentido.

Voiko se kuolla? Kaikella, mikä kuolee, on ollut jonkinlainen päämäärä, jonkinlainen työ, joka on raastanut sen rikki-

The goal is oblivion. I have arrived early. from 15 Coins

En el primer volumen de Panerga und Paralipomena releí que todos los hechos que pueden ocurrirle a un hombre, desde el instante de su nacimiento hasta el de su muerte, han sido prefijados por él. Así, toda negligencia es deliberada, todo casual encuentro una cita, toda humillación una penitencia, todo fracaso una misteriosa victoria, toda muerte un suicidio.

Before I ever wrote a single line, I knew, in some mysterious and therefore unequivocal way, that I was destined for literature. What I didn't realize at first is that besides being destined to be a reader, I was also destined to be a writer, and I don't think one is less important than the other.

cominciò a comprendere. Comprese che un destino non è migliore d'un altro, ma che ogni uomo deve compiere quello che porta in se.

A writer, or any man, must believe that whatever happens to him is an instrument; everything has been given for an end. This is even stronger in the case of an artist. Everything that happens, including humiliations, embarrassments, misfortunes, all has been given like clay, like material for one's art. One must accept it.

Dios nos había creado, pero no podía crear el amor. Si quería que existiera el amor fuera de Él, tenía que crear seres libres. Si quería que existieran seres libres, tenía que dotarles de inteligencia y voluntad. El amor debía ser nuestra respuesta. Dios no quería esclavos.

Human activity has two basic forms: doing ( agere ) and making ( facere ). Artifacts, technical and artistic, are the works of making. We ourselves are the works of doing.

The common element in all the special forms of contemplation is the loving, yearning, affirming bent toward that happiness which is the same as God Himself, and which is the aim and purpose of all that happens in the world.

There is no need to waste words showing that not everything is useless which cannot be brought under the definition of the useful.

Man is not happy by virtue of his being. Rather, his whole existence is determined precisely by the non possession of ultimate gratification.

As you grow older, you will have a decision to make. Will you focus more on the things that give you achievement and satisfaction and growth or on things that have an impact outside yourself?

The important question is not, what will yield to man a few scattered pleasures, but what will render his life happy on the whole amount.

We have, all of us, more reasons for staying than for marching. What's the point in marching if you are only going to catch up with a very sad tune?

I think the person who takes a job in order to live - that is to say, for the money [not for purpose or passion]- has turned himself into a slave.

I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.