Life Quotes - Page 172

Spend your time with those who love you unconditionally, not with those who only love you under certain conditions.

Sometimes the walk to the doctors is a better cure than the medicine you receive

I had a dream about you last night. Our vices had wings and our fears could breathe fire. There was nowhere to hide and we were trapped alive. So you reached for your sword and slashed my arm, waking me and saving my life.

The light at the end of the tunnel is just the light of an oncoming train.

Allow sunshine and light into your rooms and life!

Doing this was likewading and then throwing yourself into the lake for the first icy swim, in June. A sickening shock at first, then amazement thatyou were still moving, lifted up on a stream of steely devotion—calm above the surface of your life, surviving, though the pain ofthe cold continued to wash into your body.

Each daily improvement should have a means by which it can be measured so you can see and feel yourself growing

We are products of their understanding or lack of understanding.

On top of the world, or in the depths of despair.

If you don’t reach out to me when I am in distress, do you want to celebrate my success?

Work is not about survival alone

running with sharp knivesnever got me so farbut running with youseemed lovely

One's doing well if age improves even slightly one's capacity to hold on to that vital truism: "This too shall pass.

Sometimes I Wonder Where Those Spirits Go After Departing From The Bodies, Then I Realize, They Are All Around Us, In The Nature, Full of Spirits In Different Forms....

In a job you trade your freedom and time for money.

Don't complain because it is very difficult to be successful but rather be happy because there are many opportunities to be a success.

Serving others is one of the bases for you to have or to enjoy a fullness of purpose in life.

I know it seems hard sometimes but remember one thing. Through every dark night, there's a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out, keep ya head up.... and handle it.

Cut anyone and everyone out of your life that makes you feel small, hurt, humiliated, stupid, worthless, etc. do it swiftly and violently and without remorse.

When you fill others lives with love and happiness,your life will be full with pleasant surprises.

There’s only so many times you can fight before the only person you fight for is yourself.

Every day is a part of life, so make it special.

In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man, in spite of real sorrows. Nature says, -- he is my creature, and maugre all his impertinent griefs, he shall be glad with me

It is a West zone planet which by an inexplicable and somewhat suspicious freak of topography consists almost entirely of subtropical coastline. By an equally suspicious freak of temporal relastatics, it is nearly always Saturday afternoon just before the beach bars close. No adequate explanation for this has been forthcoming from the dominant life forms on Ursa Minor Beta, who spend most of their time attempting to achieve spiritual enlightenment by running round swimming pools, and inviting Investigation Officials from the Galactic Geo-Temporal Control Board to 'have a nice diurnal anomaly.

Life is action and passion therefore it is required of a man that he should share the passion and action of the time at peril of being judged not to have lived.

The simple view is that medicine exists to fight death and disease, and that is, of course, its most basic task. Death is the enemy. But the enemy has superior forces. Eventually, it wins. And, in a war that you cannot win, you don't want a general who fights to the point of total annihilation. You don't want Custer. You want Robert E. Lee, someone who knew how to fight for territory when he could and how to surrender when he couldn't, someone who understood that the damage is greatest if all you do is fight to the bitter end.

We should always respect our teachers, because transforming children into knowledge-oriented young people is a precious and extremely difficult job.

Faith is why I'm here today and faith is why I made it through.

Living life is the greatest miracle.

When you're twenty-one, life is a roadmap. It's only when you get to twenty-five or so that you begin to suspect you've been looking at the map upside down, and not until you're forty are you entirely sure. By the time you're sixty, take it from me, you're fucking lost.

Celebration is capturing and acknowledging the important moments in life through your words, actions and reactions.

Busy hands achieve more than idle tongues.

We are therefore blessed with powerful minds yet at the same time cursed, not only to die, but to know that we must.

Make improvements, not excuses. Seek respect, not attention.

We should bloom like a flower without reservation or restriction, but with all our energy, power, and great love for this world.

My life. My choice. Live life only once. So to hell with the world

We constantly worry about the fact that we are not the most intelligent and successful ones

Often, the best stories aren't when someone pulls one 180-degree turn, but when someone pulls 180 one-degree turns: the stories when someone experiences a slow and, at times, indistinguishable evolution; the stories where a million tiny steps produce something so brilliant; the stories where perseverance and struggle go hand in hand.

If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or things

The Wind Will Carry UsIn my night, so brief, alasThe wind is about to meet the leaves.My night so brief is filled with devastating anguishHark! Do you hear the whisper of the shadows?This happiness feels foreign to me.I am accustomed to despair.Hark! Do you hear the whisper of the shadows?There, in the night, something is happeningThe moon is red and anxious.And, clinging to this roofThat could collapse at any moment,The clouds, like a crowd of mourning women,Await the birth of the rain.One second, and then nothing.Behind this window,The night tremblesAnd the earth stops spinning.Behind this window, a strangerWorries about me and you.You in your greenery,Lay your hands – those burning memories –On my loving hands.And entrust your lips, replete with life's warmth,To the touch of my loving lipsThe wind will carry us!The wind will carry us!

Some beautiful paths can't be discovered without getting lost.

In birth all things are kindred, the sounds me make universal to any species. We enter wailing of a lost world.

Everybody is on something these days. It's a racket. Overprescribing, masking the problem.

Some days you go bear hunting and you get eaten. Some days you come home with a nice rug to roll around on, and bear steaks. What they don't tell you as a kid is that sometimes you get the rug and steaks, but you also get some nice scars to go with them. As a child you don't understand that you can win, but that's it's not always worth the price. Once you understand and accept that possibility you become a real grown up, and the world becomes a much more serious place. Not less fun, but once you realize what can go wrong, it's a lot scarier to go hunting "bears".

It’s dangerous to be grateful for the cage that traps you.

Good intentions and earnest effort are not enough. Only Jesus can make an otherwise futile life productive.

So much has been done to my body, and still, somehow, not enough.

Skinny guys fight till they're burger.

Life is Most Important in Life is The Most important Truth in Life. Any word, thought, or action that disagrees must be a lie.

May you live every day of your life.

We're so engaged in doing things to achieve purposes of outer value that we forget the inner value, the rapture that is associated with being alive, is what it is all about.

Life is sacred and given to us by God; for that reason we must never condone the deliberate, unnatural taking of life.

Every living creature on this planet, has a conscious subjective perspective of the world. Even the plants may seem to us as standing indifferent to the human sufferings, but even they have their own unique mental universe. They have their own way of interacting with the environment.

A mist crept into the valley—how could this be, by the light of the climbing sun? It drifted over the form in the grass, nearly obscuring it, seeming to draw all sound into itself. I thought I might burst from the strain of that silence... until a single sound shattered it:The gasp of an indrawn breath.

Be yourself there is no one better

I remember all of it, not because I meditate on it. No. I remember it because with each step I make toward my goals, I am reminded of how they said I couldn't do it. The more I achieve, the more they are proved wrong, in my mind. It's like motivation. Attacks on your dreams are never forgotten because they become your fuel.

Because of dreams, success is worth pursuing. Because of love, life is worth living.

He was fucking sad. That's it. That's the point. He knows life is never going to get any different for him. That there's no fixing him. It's always going to be the same monotonous depressing bullshit. Boring, sad, boring, sad. He just wants it to be over.

When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Pheobe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life.

In the short term, it would make me happy to go play outside. In the long term, it would make me happier to do well at school and become successful. But in the VERY long term, I know which will make better memories.