My love is pizza shaped. Won’t you have a slice? It’s circular, so there’s enough to go around.
Time is the fuel of life. Use it wisely, prioritize your tasks, and unlock your full potential.
The chief benefit, which results from philosophy, arises in an indirect manner, and proceeds more from its secret, insensible influence, than from its immediate application.
The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What’s left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.
An intelligent man is one who acknowledges his intelligence as that of those who surround him.
How ridiculous and how strange to be surprised at anything which happens in life
… the river is everywhere at once, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the rapids, in the sea, in the mountains, everywhere at once, and that there is only the present time for it, not the shadow of the past, not the shadow of the future.
…And meanwhile the Galaxy ran through space and left behind those signs old and new and I still hadn’t found mine.
You know it’s never fifty-fifty in a marriage. It’s always seventy-thirty, or sixty-forty. Someone falls in love first. Someone puts someone else up on a pedestal. Someone works very hard to keep things rolling smoothly; someone else sails along for the ride.
Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!
Money is time. With money I buy for cheerful use the hours which otherwise would not in any sense be mine; nay, which would make me their miserable bondsman.
Tell your friend that in his death, a part of you dies and goes with him. Wherever he goes, you also go. He will not be alone.
No one really has a bad life. Not even a bad day. Just bad moments.
If that’s the case, I understand why emotions are hard for you. You’ve numbed yourself to make room for the grief you carry.
It’s not about whether or not someone is a bigot, but whether or not the argument which that someone is arguing is worth being a bigot about.
You will have five hundred million little bells, and I shall have five hundred million springs of fresh water…
Once the game is over, the King and the pawn go back in the same box.
I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack.
Whoever cannot seek the unforeseen sees nothing for the known way is an impasse.
If you really want to stay the same age you are now forever and ever, she’d be thinking, try jumping off the roof: death’s a sure-fire method for stopping time.
Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one.
There isn’t an end point to excellence where you have it and you can stop. Being your best self means keeping on trying.
I just want to do something that matters. Or be something that matters. I just want to matter.
MagicSandra’s seen a leprechaun,Eddie touched a troll,Laurie danced with witches once,Charlie found some goblins gold.Donald heard a mermaid sing,Susy spied an elf,But all the magic I have knownI’ve had to make myself.
You know how both life and porno movies end. The only difference is life starts with the orgasm.
You’ve got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin’. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin’ sheet and disturbs his rest
I strongly believe that the Founding Fathers of our country got it right: power corrupts, and any time you have too much power concentrated in one place, it tends to get abused, so checks and balances are always needed.
Is that a bulletproof vest? See, now that’s so insulting. That’s like saying I’m not smart enough to shoot you in the head. Eddie DeChooch
Instead of time moving like sand slowly pouring through an hourglass, she felt as if the hourglass had cracked open and all the sand was quickly spilling out. She didn’t know if it was her fear or if it was something else, but she kept losing moments.
Saepe creat molles aspera spina rosas – Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses
They looked to each other for support, for strength, and at times, motivation, to remember why and for whom they lived.
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.
I said, ‘I need to know how he died.’He flipped back and pointed at, ‘Why?’So I can stop inventing how he died. I’m always inventing.
An intellectual? Yes. And never deny it. An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself. I like this, because I am happy to be both halves, the watcher and the watched. Can they be brought together? This is a practical question. We must get down to it. I despise intelligence really means: I cannot bear my doubts.
Remember me, even if it’s only in a corner and secretly. Don’t let me go.
A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.
You thought you had the choice to stay still or move forward, but your didn’t. As long as your heart kept pumping an your blood kept blowing and your lungs kept filling, you didn’t. The pang she felt for Tibby carried something like envy. You couldn’t stand still for anything short of death, and God knew she had tried.
I’m bored’ is a useless thing to say. I mean, you live in a great, big, vast world that you’ve seen none percent of. Even the inside of your own mind is endless; it goes on forever, inwardly, do you understand? The fact that you’re alive is amazing, so you don’t get to say ‘I’m bored.
I want to commit suicide but am afraid someone will think I am crazy.
We are the inheritors of a wonderful world, a beautiful world, full of life and mystery, goodness and pain. But likewise are we the children of an indifferent universe. We break our own hearts imposing our moral order on what is, by nature, a wide web of chaos.
I cannot tell you what it is that guides us in this life; but for me, I fell toward the Chairman just as a stone must fall toward the earth. When I cut my lip and met Mr. Tanaka, when my mother died and I was cruelly sold, it was all like a stream that falls over rocky cliffs before it can reach the ocean. Even now that he is gone I have him still, in the richness of my memories.
Barack Obama is an elegant and literate man with a cosmopolitan sense of the world. He is widely read in philosophy, literature, and history – as befits a former law professor – and he has shown time and again a surprising interest in contemporary fiction.
It’s a shame that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day is work. He can’t eat for eight hours; he can’t drink for eight hours; he can’t make love for eight hours. The only thing a man can do for eight hours is work.
When people have invested their identities into clichés, the only counter argument they have is ‘being offended’.
In the coming days and weeks, Laila would scramble frantically to commit it all to memory, what happened next. Like an art lover running out of a burning museum, she would grab whatever she could–a look, a whisper, a moan–to salvage from perishing to preserve. But time is the most unforgiving of fires, and she couldn’t, in the end, save it all.
Things we lose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect.
How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable?
I don’t know that time is fleeting. Rather, I think that it’s our wise use of it that’s fleeting.
Imprisoning philosophy within the professionalizations and specializations of an institutionalized curriculum, after the manner of our contemporary European and North American culture, is arguably a good deal more effective in neutralizing its effects than either religious censorship or political terror