The area I grew up in is a beautiful sight in an ugly picture. At 13, you’re 18. At 18, you’re 25, and the reason being is that the streets raise you. You have to grow up really fast. The decisions you make could be one of life or death. There’s a lot of stress.
Will having a newborn distract from the time we have together? she asked. Don’t you think saying goodbye to your child will make your death more painful?Wouldn’t it be great if it did? I said. Lucy and I both felt that life wasn’t about avoiding suffering.
It is wise to direct your anger towards problems — not people; to focus your energies on answers — not excuses.
There are two ways to look at life. The first view is that nothing stays the same and that nothing is inherently connected, and that the only driving force in anyone’s life is entropy. The second is that everything pretty much stays the same (more or less) and that everything is completely connected, even if we don’t realize it.
Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.
The death of Abdel Nasser on September 28, 1970, was an irreversible setback for Egypt.
Life is fragile and temporary. The faces of today quickly become the faces of the past. Sorrow, pain, and anger… it all fades-
except love. Love is forever and there after, even when we’ve fallen to our graves.
Man is able to decide for or against reason, he is able to create beyond reason or to destroy below reason
Art is always and everywhere the secret confession, and at the same time the immortal movement of its time.
Yes, men are pigs. Except your brother, of course. He’s actually a decent human being. Almost a woman.-Jillian’s mother
Perhaps the only thing we might legitimately lament in an old man’s death would be his failure to have used his time well.
Veel van wat aanvankelijk alleen in de verbeelding bestaat, wordt werkelijkheid.
There are two kinds of people in this world, son. Those who save lives, and those who take lives.And what of those who protect and defend? Those who save lives by taking lives?That’s like trying to stop a storm by blowing harder. Ridiculous. You can’t protect by killing.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.
The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you’ve got it made.
You can’t get much done in life if you only work on the days when you feel good.
Proud SongstersThe thrushes sing as the sun is going, And the finches whistle in ones and pairs, And as it gets dark loud nightingales In bushesPipe, as they can when April wears, As if all Time were theirs. These are brand-new birds of twelve-months’ growing, Which a year ago, or less than twain, No finches were, nor nightingales, Nor thrushes, But only particles of grain, And earth, and air, and rain.
For a word to be spoken, there must be silence. Before, and after.
Clocks and calendars do not exist to remind us of the Time we’ve forgotten but to regulate our relations with others and indeed all of society, and this is how we use them.
Many scientists think that philosophy has no place, so for me it’s a sad time because the role of reflection, contemplation, meditation, self inquiry, insight, intuition, imagination, creativity, free will, is in a way not given any importance, which is the domain of philosophers.
A SMALL PIECE OF TRUTHI do not carry a sickle or scythe.I only wear a hooded black robe when it’s cold.And I don’t have those skull-like facial features you seem to enjoy pinning on me from a distance. You want to know what I truly look like? I’ll help you out. Find yourself a mirror while I continue.
I am in full possession of the amazing power of being sarcastic.
Death is a part of Life, they are dancing together the dance of infinity in front of the gates of Time. We can live our dreams as we are dreaming our future. Time is the Endless Consciousness
Remember, it is not enough to be hit or insulted to be harmed, you must believe that you are being harmed. If someone succeeds in provoking you, realize that your mind is complicit in the provocation. Which is why it is essential that we not respond impulsively to impressions; take a moment before reacting, and you will find it easier to maintain control.
He was becoming unstuck, he was sure of that – his bones were no longer wrapped in flesh but in clouds of dust, in hummingbirds, dragonflies, and luminous moths – but so perfect was his equilibrium that he felt no fear. He was vast, he was many, he was dynamic, he was eternal.
My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel–it is, before all, to make you see.
Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew – knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest – was how love gave someone the power to break you
Searching for our kindred dead isn’t just a hobby. It is a fundamental responsibility for all members of the Church. We believe that life continues after death and that all will be resurrected.
You’d think, ‘What if I make a mistake today, I’ll regret it’. I don’t believe in regret, I feel everything leads us to where we are and we have to just jump forward, mean well, commit and just see what happens.
Philosophy is properly home-sickness; the wish to be everywhere at home.
This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are all alike.
He knew that his father had finally run hard enough and long enough to wear down the frontiers between the worlds, he had run clear out of his skin and into the arms of his wife, to whom he had proved, once and for all, the superiority of his love. Some migrants are happy to depart.
Human knowledge is dark and uncertain; philosophy is dark, astrology is dark, and geometry is dark.
When she is happy, she can’t stop talking, when she is sad she doesn’t say a word.
Time is a special resource that requires your due diligence to manage it.
The sorrow we feel when we lose a loved one is the price we pay to have had them in our lives.
Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on–that is, badly.
The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all.
She was bored. She loved, had capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love. Only she tried twice and failed twice to find somebody not just strong enough to deserve it, earn it, match it, but even brave enough to accept it.
The Swiss have an interesting army. Five hundred years without a war. Pretty impressive. Also pretty lucky for them. Ever seen that little Swiss Army knife they have to fight with? Not much of a weapon there. Corkscrews. Bottle openers. ‘Come on, buddy, let’s go. You get past me, the guy in the back of me, he’s got a spoon. Back off, I’ve got the toe clippers right here.
I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I’d be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came crashing down and that was it for the rest of the day. Sunlight was reproof. Shouldn’t I feel better than I had in the dead of night.
But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills,And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me,And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’dTo dwell in presence of immortal youth,Immortal age beside immortal youth,And all I was, in ashes. – Tithonus
Murphy hung up and I said, to the still-open line, Hey, if you’ve got someone watching my place, could you call the cops if anyone tries to steal my Star Wars poster? It’s an original.Then I vindictively hung up on the FBI. It made my inner child happy.
Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in his spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not he is actually present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance.
The scepticism which men affect towards their higher inspirations is often not an honest doubt, but a guilty negligence, and is a sign of narrow mind and defective wisdom.
The truth always carries the ambiguity of the words used to express it.
There’s only one rule that I know of, babies—God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.
The thing is, that world doesn’t exist. All growing up means is that your realize no one will come along to fix things. No one will come along to save you.
So much of the time, in politics, we try to come up with these clever turns of phrase, slogans or messages, but what the public really wants is just the simple facts.
She was still clutching the book. She was holding desperately on to the words who had saved her life.
But after I got them to leave and shut the door and turned off the light it wasn’t any good. It was like saying good-by to a statue. After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back to the hotel in the rain.
Let us try to teach generosity and altruism, because we are born selfish. Let us understand what our own selfish genes are up to, because we may then at least have the chance to upset their designs, something that no other species has ever aspired to do.
Every cataclysm is welcomed by somebody; there is always someone to rejoice at disaster and see in it the prospect of a new beginning and a better world.
The day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
The human imagination… has great difficulty in living strictly within the confines of a materialist practice or philosophy. It dreams, like a dog in its basket, of hares in the open.
That kind of love should’ve been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should’ve conquered anything.
> Why does everything that lives have to die?< So life would be precious, Asher. Something that is yours forever, is never precious.
Awareness of mortality exerts a unique power to focus the mind and heart on essentials.
Civilized men are more discourteous than savages because they know they can be impolite without having their skulls split, as a general thing.
The days were longer then (for time, like money, is measured by our needs), when summer afternoons were spacious, and the clock ticked slowly in the winter evenings.