It’s snowing still, said Eeyore gloomily.So it is.And freezing.Is it?Yes, said Eeyore. However, he said, brightening up a little, we haven’t had an earthquake lately.
We desire to make this day a long one, since we can’t have your master with us long.
Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.
I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear.Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.
It is my wish to die of unique causes, perhaps in a high-speed tricycle crash, a bizarre stapling incient, or as a result of inadvertently sucking my brains out through my ear while trying to untwist the vacuum hose.
The three rules of the Librarians of Time and Space are: 1) Silence; 2) Books must be returned no later than the last date shown; and 3) Do not interfere with the nature of causality.
Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
The Desoto Solar Farm had exploding electrical fuse problems by the time President Obama opened it.
It’s important to attend funerals. It is important to view the body, they say, and to see it committed to earth or fire because unless you do that, the loved one dies for you again and again.
A grateful heart is a beginning of greatness. It is an expression of humility. It is a foundation for the development of such virtues as prayer, faith, courage, contentment, happiness, love, and well-being.
I have done it, she says. At first I do not understand. But then I see the tomb, and the marks she has made on the stone. A C H I L L E S, it reads. And beside it, P A T R O C L U S.Go, she says. He waits for you.In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.
To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don’t want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.
If disaster, so be it, they said to themselves. There was nothing to be done except what could be done. The rest — like the salt water around them, which swallowed the snow without effort, remaining what it was implacably — was out of their hands, beyond.
I don’t think we get a choice in who we fall for,” Ian whispers. “I think we just do.
Soul is a colourless thing. I don’t think you have to be a black person to be automatically soulful. I respect Justin Bieber and Justin Timberlake; they do what they do. For me, my philosophy has always been ‘contribution before competition.’
That’s what death did, it treated you like a child, like everything you had ever thought and done and cared about was just a child’s game, to be crumpled up and thrown away when it was over. It didn’t matter. Death didn’t respect you. Death thought you were bullshit, and it wanted to make sure you knew it.
When you’re faced with something for the first time, and if you’re scared to death of that, you might want to reconcile your life beforehand.
The easy confidence with which I know another man’s religion is folly teaches me to suspect that my own is also.
OH, THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING IN THE STOCKING THAT MAKES A NOISE, said Death. OTHERWISE, WHAT IS 4:30 A.M. FOR?
I’m definitely of the ‘Harry Potter’-transfigured-me-into-a-reader-and-writer generation. And that’s really all I read throughout my teen years, because I really devoted all my time to writing and reading friends’ fan-fiction.
Real philosophy is like trying to read an alarm system installation manual in Korean.
Were prayers of murderers, when fighting on the “right side” of the war, ever heard—let alone answered?
If one shifts the center of gravity of life out of life into the “Beyond” – into nothingness – one has deprived life as such of its center of gravity. The great lie of personal immortality destroys all rationality, all naturalness of instinct, all that is salutary, all that is life-furthering.
Prudent people are very happy; ’tis an exceeding fine thing, that’s certain, but I was born without it, and shall retain to my day of Death the Humour of saying what I think.
I love empowering women. I think it’s crazy: if you ever try to belittle women, you’re playing yourself – I ride with whoever rides with me.
Funny how things that once seemed so charming can become dull and annoying. We think we want all the time in the world with the people we love, but maybe what we need is the opposite. Just a finite amount of time, so we still think the other person is interesting. Maybe we don’t need acts two and three. Maybe love is best in act one.
But pity there was none. For all his old age, and his one arm, and his blind eyes, he must die the death and be murdered, in order to light the gay bridals and other merry-makings of men, and also to illuminate the solemn churches that preach unconditional inoffensiveness by all to all.
Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.
I want to be like Gandhi and Martin Luther King and John Lennon but i want to STAY ALIVE.
These wrinkles are nothingThese gray hairs are nothing,This stomach which sagswith old food, these bruisedand swollen ankles, my darkening brain,they are nothing.I am the same boymy mother used to kiss.
I look back on my life like a good day’s work, it was done and I am satisfied with it.
God forgive me everything!’ she said, feeling the impossibility of struggling…
Joy is prayer; joy is strength: joy is love; joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.
As soon as the land of any country has all become private property, the landlords, like all other men, love to reap where they never sowed, and demand a rent even for its natural produce.
My whole working philosophy is that the only stable happiness for mankind is that it shall live married in blessed union to woman-kind – intimacy, physical and psychical between a man and his wife. I wish to add that my state of bliss is by no means perfect.
To love our neighbor as ourselves is such a truth for regulating human society, that by that alone one might determine all the cases in social morality.
Don’t be afraid to feel as angry or as loving as you can, because when you feel nothing, it’s just death.
Let today be the day you stop being haunted by the ghost of yesterday. Holding a grudge & harboring anger/resentment is poison to the soul. Get even with people…but not those who have hurt us, forget them, instead get even with those who have helped us.
At first, I could lie about my lack of sleep and she’d fall for it, but she started suspecting insomnia when I began seeing purple elephants in the air vents at the office. I knew I shouldn’t have asked her about them. I thought maybe she’d redecorated.
When your mother asks, Do you want a piece of advice? it’s a mere formality. It doesn’t matter if you answer yes or no. You’re going to get it anyway.
Las personas con un alto nivel de tolerancia al aburrimiento tienen tiempo de sobra para pensar.
Before the beginning of yearsThere came to the making of manTime, with a gift of tears;Grief, with a glass that ran;Pleasure, with pain for leaven;Summer, with flowers that fell;Remembrance, fallen from heaven,And madness risen from hell;Strength without hands to smite;Love that endures for a breath;Night, the shadow of light,And Life, the shadow of death.
When you have a great and difficult task, something perhaps almost impossible, if you only work a little at a time, every day a little, suddenly the work will finish itself.
Sometimes I shrink from your knowing what I have felt for you, and sometimes I am distressed that all of it you will never know.
TimeYou were the oneI wanted mostto stay.But time could notbe kept at bay.The more it goes,the more it’s gone—the more it takes away.
I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…
Pragmatism asks its usual question. Grant an idea or belief to be true, it says, what concrete difference will its being true make in anyone’s actual life? How will the truth be realized? What experiences will be different from those which would obtain if the belief were false? What, in short, is the truth’s cash-value in experiential terms?
Thou shalt not be a victim, thou shalt not be a perpetrator, but, above all, thou shalt not be a bystander.
Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
There is more time than there is expanse of the world and so any voyage at last will end.
When I heard your organization was recording testimonies, I knew I had to come. She died in my arms, saying ‘I don’t want to die.’ That is what death is like. It doesn’t matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn’t matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.
You have entered an abnormal, lonely, and unwelcome new world where you are nothing but an island of sadness.
People without firmness of character love to make up a fate for themselves; that relieves them of the necessity of having their own will and of taking responsibility for themselves.
I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.
I can’t imagine there has ever been a more gratifying time or place to be alive than America in the 1950s. No country had ever known such prosperity.
One of the greatest tragedies in life is to lose your own sense of self and accept the version of you that is expected by everyone else.
Don’t feel embarrassed if you’ve never heard of William Lane Craig. He parades himself as a philosopher, but none of the professors of philosophy whom I consulted had heard his name, either.