But now, I know, how absence can be present, like a damaged nerve, like a dark bird.
You know, people ask me. They say ‘Dan, three years later do you really want to be drawing cat whiskers on your face?’ but they don’t understand. The cat whiskers, they come from within.
God put us here, on this carnival ride. We close our eyes never knowing where it’ll take us next.
I should feel the air move against me, and feel the things I touched, instead of having only to look at them. I’m sure life is all wrong because it has become much too visual – we can neither hear nor feel nor understand, we can only see. I’m sure that is entirely wrong.
Waves are the voices of tides. Tides are life,” murmured Niko. “They bring new food for shore creatures, and take ships out to sea. They are the ocean’s pulse, and our own heartbeat.
All teachings are mere references. The true experience is living your own life. Then, even the holiest of words are only words.
Life goes on. Get over it. You’re still young. It’ll get better. Blah, Blah, Blah
Find a job you enjoy doing, and you will never have to work a day in your life.
Anything was better than nothing. Half-full was better than empty. Ignorance was the lowest form of humiliation and suffering.
I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time…
…why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time, my greatest regret is how much I believed in the future.
It is rare for people to be asked the question which puts them squarely in front of themselves
Personally I am very pessimistic. But when, for instance, one of my staff has a baby you can’t help but bless them for a good future. Because I can’t tell that child, ‘Oh, you shouldn’t have come into this life.’ And yet I know the world is heading in a bad direction. So with those conflicting thoughts in mind, I think about what kind of films I should be making.
I think I’m always so much more happy with books and movies and stuff. I think I get more excited about well-done representations of life than life itself.
– Celine
What can we see, read, acquire, but ourselves. Take the book, my friend, and read your eyes out, you will never find there what I find.
But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterward.
She smiled. “Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories. Good night, my dear Nao.
If you think something is missing in your life, it is probably YOU…
I am a fashion person, and fashion is not only about clothes — it’s about all kinds of change
So, what is my story? I don’t know. It’s long and twisted and not quite finished yet.
May your life be filled, as mine has been, with love and laughter; and remember, when things are rough all you need is … Chocolate.
Pain is a byproduct of life. That’s the truth. Life sometimes sucks. That’s true for everyone. But if you don’t face the pain and the suck, you don’t ever get the other things either. Laughter. Joy. Love. Pain passes, but those things are worth fighting for. Worth dying for.
Rule of life. If you bother to ask someone’s advice, then bother to listen to it.
Don’t let your luggage define your travels, each life unravels differently.
So I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.
That is the challenge Companion. To take what has happened to you and learn from it. Nothing is quite so destructive as pity, especially self-pity. No event in life is so terrible that one cannot rise above it.
A man either lives life as it happens to him, meets it head-on and licks it, or he turns his back on it and starts to wither away.
You had a choice: you could either strain and look at things that appeared in front of you in the fog, painful as it might be, or you could relax and lose yourself
Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster.
You live as if you were destined to live forever, no thought of your frailty ever enters your head, of how much time has already gone by you take no heed. You squander time as if you drew from a full and abundant supply, though all the while that day which you bestow on some person or thing is perhaps your last.
Love changes things; hope allows us to endure until the change arrives.
If you don’t know what you want, you’ll never find it.
If you don’t know what you deserve, you’ll always settle for less.
You will wander aimlessly, uncomfortably numb in your comfort zone, wondering how life has ended up here.
Life starts now, live, love, laugh and let your light shine!
We feel that even if all possible scientific questions be answered, the problems of life have still not been touched at all.
Here was peace. She pulled in her horizon like a great fish-net. Pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over her shoulder. So much of life in its meshes! She called in her soul to come and see.
Even if no salvation should come, I want to be worthy of it at every moment.
It’s life. You don’t figure it out. You just climb up on the beast and ride.
After a long, labored sigh, I said, “She was really happy when I got there. I’m pretty sure she was suicidal when I left.”
“You do have that effect on people.
So, this is how it’s become? This is how I’ve become? A walking contradiction? I’m surrounded by people and feel alone. I claim to crave a bit of normalcy but now that I have some, it’s like I don’t know what to do with it, I don’t know how to be a normal person anymore.
What do you say when you feel your life is taken right from your chest, even though I miraculously find myself still breathing?
What can a soldier do when mercy is treason, and he is alone in it?
[…] just remember, the storm doesn’t last forever. It can scare you; it can shake you to your core. But it never lasts. The rain subsides, the thunder dies, and the winds calm to a soft whisper. And that moment after the storm clouds pass, when all is silent and still, you find peace. Quiet, gentle peace.
Timid men prefer the calm of despotism to the tempestuous sea of Liberty.
You just have to go after what you want and if it doesn’t want you back then so be it; it doesn’t deserve you anyways.
No matter what happened yesterday it is insignificant when compared to what lies within the core of your being today.
Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
It had always seemed to him a very plush kind of problem, a privilege, really, to consider whether life was meaningful or not.
All the stuff you can’t wait to get away from, until it’s not there anymore, and then you miss it like crazy.
They say that not matter how old you become, when you are with your siblings, you revert back to childhood.
When we’re together, I feel like the sun just came out on a cloudy day.
Oh, earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you. Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it — every, every minute?
The world needs poetry now more than ever. It’s the only thing that can keep music from copying itself and sounding the same.
The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.
Grief is a cruel kind of education. You learn how ungentle mourning can be, how full of anger. You learn how glib condolences can feel. You learn how much grief is about language, the failure of language and the grasping for language
There are times I wish I were invisible. Which is silly, since I do everything I can to stand out.
I don’t expect life to make sense,” he said after a few moments, “but it could certainly be pleasant if it would stop kicking us in the balls.
Vital lives are about action. You can’t feel warmth unless you create it, can’t feel delight until you play, can’t know serendipity unless you risk.
It’s a good idea always to do something relaxing prior to making an important decision in your life.
There is a certain right by which we many deprive a man of life, but none by which we may deprive him of death; this is mere cruelty.
You didn’t just cheat on me; you cheated on us. You didn’t just break my heart; you broke our future.
A person’s rightful due is to be treated as an object of love, not as an object for use.
Shock is a merciful condition. It allows you to get through disaster with a necessary distance between you and your feelings.