Only the spirit of rebellion craves for happiness in this life. What right have we human beings to happiness?
What we have inherited from our fathers and mothers is not all that walks in us.' There are all sorts of dead ideas and lifeless old beliefs. They have no tangibility, but they haunt us all the same and we can not get rid of them. Whenever I take up a newspaper I seem to see Ghosts gliding between the lines. Ghosts must be all over the country, as thick as the sands of the sea.
The happiness of men consists in life. And life is in labor.
The only significance of life consists in helping to establish the kingdom of God; and this can be done only by means of the acknowledgment and profession of the truth by each one of us.
He that prefers the beautiful to the useful in life will, undoubtedly, like children who prefer sweetmeats to bread, destroy his digestion and acquire a very fretful outlook on the world.
Men's weaknesses are often necessary to the purposes of life.
All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than the animals that know nothing. A day will come when science will turn upon its error and no longer hesitate to shorten our woes. A day will come when it will dare and act with certainty; when life, grown wiser, will depart silently at its hour, knowing that it has reached its term.
Who does not love wine, women, and song
Remains a fool his whole life long.
All that a man hath will he give for his life.
A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast; but the tender mercies of the wicked are cruel.
Wisdom is the gray hair unto men, and an unspotted life is old age.
Gladness of heart is the life of man, and the joyfulness of a man prolongeth his days.
Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Not of the letter, but of the spirit; for the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life.
Blessed is the man that endureth temptation; for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life.
To do my duty in that state of life unto which it shall please God to call me.
In the midst of life we are in death.
Anything for a quiet life.
What is at stake is far from insignificant: it is how one should live one's life.
The average reader does not want to get outside life, to view it detachedly and indifferently; he requires the illusion of being more deeply involved in it
Life has to go on, in spite of other people's deaths
Meat-eating is, after all, a species of cannibalism: a pig or a rabbit can be, in life, a member of the family
He had got death over with, then. He was, in a sense, lucky. Perhaps posthumous life was better than the real thing. Oh God, yes, I remember Enderby, what a man. Eater, drinker, wencher, and such exotic adventures. You could go on living without all the trouble of still being alive. Your character got blurred and mingled with those of other dead men, wittier, handsomer, themselves more vital now that they were dead. And there was oneâs work, good or bad, but still a death-cheater. It wasnât death that was the that was the trouble, of course, it was dying.
The important thing is to get yourself born. Youâre entitled to that. But youâre not entitled to life. Because if you were entitled to life, then the life would have to be quantified. How many years? Seventy? Sixty? Shakespeare was dead at fifty-two. Keats was dead at twenty-six. Thomas Chatterton at seventeen.