Quotes
Quotes about Life
Rejoice, lest pleasureless ye die.
Within a little time must ye go by.
Stretch forth your open hands, and while ye live
Take all the gifts that Death and Life may give!
A world made to be lost,--
A bitter life 'twixt pain and nothing tost.
Nothing but the infinite Pity is sufficient for the infinite pathos of human life.
Life comes before literature, as the material always comes before the work. The hills are full of marble before the world blooms with statues.
This Life is a fleeting breath,
And whither and how shall I go,
When I wander away with Death
By a path that I do not know?
Is life worth living? Yes, so long
As there is wrong to right.
So long as faith with freedom reigns
And loyal hope survives,
And gracious charity remains
To leaven lowly lives;
While there is one untrodden tract
For intellect or will,
And men are free to think and act,
Life is worth living still.
So precious life is! Even to the old
The hours are as a miser's coins!
That was indeed to live--
At one bold swoop to wrest
From darkling death the best
That Death to Life can give!
Life's a pudding full of plums;
Care's a canker that benumbs,
Wherefore waste our elocution
On impossible solution?
Life's a pleasant institution,
Let us take it as it comes!
The Angel of Death is the invisible Angel of Life.
Before the beginning of years
There came to the making of man
Time 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.
His life is a watch or a vision
Between a sleep and a sleep.
At the door of life by the gate of breath,
There are worse things waiting for men than death.
Life is a mystery as deep as ever death can be;
Yet oh, how dear it is to us, this life we live and see!
But I believe that God is overhead
And as life is to the living, so death is to the dead.
The great business of life is to be, to do, to do without, and to depart.
A great interpreter of life ought not himself to need interpretation.
Whence comes solace? Not from seeing,
What is doing, suffering, being;
Not from noting Life's conditions,
Not from heeding Time's monitions;
But in cleaving to the Dream
And in gazing at the Gleam
Whereby gray things golden seem.
Why should I stay? Nor seed nor fruit have I,
But, sprung at once to beauty's perfect round,
Nor loss nor gain nor change in me is found,--
A life-complete in death-complete to die.
Religion is as healthy and normal as life itself.
Golden hours of vision come to us in this present life, when we are at our best, and our faculties work together in harmony.
A brave endeavor
To do thy duty, whate'er its worth,
Is better than life with love forever
And love is the sweetest thing on earth.
Life is (I think) a blunder and a shame.
From the winter's gray despair,
From the summer's golden languor,
Death, the lover of Life,
Frees us for ever.
