Quotes
Quotes about Life
Youth would be an ideal state if it came a little later in life.
Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forewards. -Soren Kierkegaard.
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
Agitation is that part of our intellectual life where vitality results; there ideas are born, breed and bring forth.
I have never in my life learned anything from any man who agreed with me.
The life of the husbandman,--a life led by the bounty of earth and sweetened by the airs of heaven.
Is there any one maxim which ought to be acted upon throughout one's whole life? Surely the maxim of loving kindness is such: Do not unto others what you would not they should do unto you.
The cure for all ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrows and the crimes of humanity, all lie in the one word 'love.' It is the divine vitality that everywhere produces and restores life.
The uncommitted life isn't worth living.
In life, as in art, the beautiful moves in curves.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.
When an individual fear or apathy passes by the unfortunate, life is of no account.
Marriage is low down, but you spend the rest of your life paying for it.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.
It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) --to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.
There is nothing enduring in life for a women except what she builds in a man's heart.
Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there really is, in just this sense, love.
By starving emotions we become humorless, rigid and stereotyped; by repressing them we become literal, reformatory and holier-than-thou; encouraged, they perfume life; discouraged, they poison it.
True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.
Give love, and love to your life will flow.
There's nothing like a Catholic wedding to make you wish life had a fast forward button.
Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.
The force of truth that a statement imparts, then, its prominence among the hordes of recorded observations that I may optionally apply to my own life, depends, in addition to the sense that it is argumentatively defensible, on the sense that someone like me, and someone I like, whose voice is audible and who is at least notionally in the same room with me, does or can possibly hold it to be compellingly true.
It has taken me all my life to understand it is not necessary to understand everything.
