life quotes
Life is a malady whose one medicine is Death.
Consider every moment past A thread from life's frayed mantle cast.
Much in life cannot be affectedbut must be bornewithout complaint, because complaints are a boreand undermine the serenity essential to endurance.
It is not in the still calm of life, or the repose of a pacific station, that great characters are formed Great necessities call out great virtues.
The Answer to the Great Question OfLife, the Universe and EverythingIsForty-two.
Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit.
One friend in a lifetime ismuch; two are many; three are hardly possible.Friendship needs a certainparallelism of life, a community of thought, a rivalry of aim.
Thus I live in the world rather as a Spectator of mankind, than as one of the species, by which means I have made myself a speculative statesman, soldier, merchant, and artisan, without ever meddling with any practical part of life.
People would rather sleep their way through life than stayawake for it.
Edward Hopper is the great painter of American hell in the 20th century, the limner-laureate of the beauty, poignance, eternityand bone-ache disquietude of life.
My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.
Irecently turned sixty.Practicallyathird of my life is over.
Life does not imitate art. It imitates bad television.
Man's love is of man's life a thing apart; Girls aren't like that. See Byron181:73.
When success happens to an English writer, he acquires a new typewriter.When success happens to an American writer, he acquires a new life.
But we mustn't go too far backin anybody's life Because if we dothen nobody is to blame for anything, and nothing matters, and everything is allowed.
The moment one of the people took one of the truths to himself, called it histruth, and tried to live his life by it, he became a grotesque and the truth he embraced a falsehood.
Atfifteenlifehadtaught meundeniably that surrender, in its place, was as honorable as resistance, especially if one had no choice.
Oh, the holiness of always being the injured party. The historically oppressed can find not only sanctity but safety in the state of victimization.When access to a better life has been denied often enough, and successfully enough, one can use the rejection as an excuse to cease all efforts.
Life loves the liver of it. Anne Elizabeth Alice Louise
Life's better with the Conservativesdon't let Labour ruin it.
Life is a sexually transmitted disease.
Nous voulons tous louer a' l'anne e et nous ne pouvons jamais louer que pour une semaine ou pour unjour. C'est l'image de la vie. Wewould all liketo leaseforayearand we canonly lease for a week or from day to day. That is the image of life.
La mort ne fait jamais mal. La mort est douce Ce qui fait souffrir avec certains poisons, certaines blessures maladroites, c'est la vie. C'est le reste de vie. Il faut se confier franchement a' la mort comme une amie. Death never hurts. Death is sweet Life is what makes us suffer with its poisons and awkward injuries. That's what remains of life.We must confide freely in death as we would in a friend.
Perdre Mais perdre vraiment Pour laisser place a' la trouvaille Perdre La vie pour trouver laVictoire. To lose But really to lose And make room for discovery To lose Life so as to discover Victory.
Curle (who is one of the new terrors of Death) has been writing letters to every body for memoirs of his life.
For man, therefore, the life according to reason is best and pleasantest, since reason more than anything else is man.
Who saw life steadily, and saw it whole: The mellow glory of the Attic stage; Singer of sweet Colonus, and its child.
Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone.
O born in days when wits were fresh and clear, And life ran gaily as the sparklingThames: Before this strange disease of modern life, With its sick hurry, its divided aims, Its heads o'ertaxed, its palsied hearts, was rife Fly hence, our contact fear!
Nothing could moderate, in the bosom of the great English middle class, their passionate, absorbing, almost blood-thirsty clinging to life.
It is not in the outward and visible world of material life that the Celtic genius of Wales or Ireland can at this day hope to count for much; it is in the inward world of thought and science.What it has been, what is has done, what it will be or will do, as a matter of modern politics.
Conduct is three-fourths of our life and its largest concern.
In poetry, no less than in life, he is 'a beautiful and ineffectual angel, beating in the void his luminous wings in vain'.
More and more mankind will discover that we have to turn to poetry to interpret life for us, to console us, to sustain us.Without poetry, our science will appear incomplete; and most of what now passes with us for religion and philosophy will be replaced by poetry.
Poetry is at bottom a criticism of life.
I have been very happyserving in a state of life to which I had never expected to be called.
Perfectionirritates aswell asit attracts, infictionasinlife.
Ithink your whole life shows inyour face and you should be proud of that.
But men must know, that in this theatre of man's life it is reserved only for God and angels to be lookers on.
It is in life as it is in ways, the shortest way is most commonly the foulest, and surely the fairer way is not much about.
The most ordinary cause of a single life is liberty, especially in certain self-pleasing and humorous minds, which are so sensible of every restraint, as they will go near to think their girdles and garters to be bonds and shackles.
The world's a bubble; and the life of man Less than a span.
Above all things our royalty is to be reverenced, and if you begin to poke about it you cannot reverence it Its mystery isits life.We must not let indaylight uponmagic.
The belief that we somehow moved on to something elsewhether still recognisably ourselves, or quite thoroughly changedmight be a tribute to our evolutionary tenacityand our animal thirst for life, but not to our wisdom.
Books are where things are explained to you; life is wherethings aren't Booksmake sense of life.The only problem is that the lives they make sense of are other people's lives, never your own.
Everyone is necessarily the hero of his own life story. 61
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.
Every life has a Scheherazadesworth of stories.
Jesus Christ, as he is attested to us in Holy Scripture, is the one Word of God whom we have to hear, and whom we have to trust and obey in life and in death.
If it were possible to talk to the unborn, one could never explain to them how it feels to be alive, for life is washed in the speechless real.
O douleur! o" douleur! LeTemps mange ma vie. Oh pain! Oh pain! time is eating away my life.
Quand notre coeur a fait une fois sa vendange, Vivre est un mal. Once our heart has been harvested once, Life becomes miserable.
Well,I'm leaving thepoorold place, and itcuts as keenas a knife; The place that's broken my heartthe place where I've lived my life.
What things have we seen, Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtil flame, As if that every one from whence they came, Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolv'd to live a fool, the rest Of his dull life.
: Do you believe in the life to come? : Mine was always that.
You will think me lamentably crude: my experience of life has been drawn from life itself.
Imustconfessthat I livea miserable life I live entirely in my music.
A novel is balanced between a few true impressions and the multitude of false ones that make up most of what we call life.
Life is rather like a tin of sardineswe're all of us looking for the key.
I have infused life, glowing eloquence, philosophy, taste, sentiment, wit, and humor into the daily newspaper Shakespeare is the great genius of the dramaScott of the novelMilton and Byron of the poemand I mean to be the genius of the daily newspaper press.
Apre' s le rare bonheur de trouver une compagne qui nous soit bien assortie, l'e tat le moins malheureux de la vie est sans doute de vivre seul. After the rare happiness of finding a companion with whom we are well matched, the least unpleasant state of life is without doubt to live alone.
La mort, mon fils, est un bien pour tous les hommes; elle est la nuit de ce jour inquiet qu'on appelle la vie. Bernstein Death, my son, is a good for all; it is the night of this worrisome day that one calls life.
Life, friends, is boring.We must not say so.
And the L God formed man out of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
And the L God said,Behold, the man is become as one of us, to know good and evil: and now, lest he put forth his hand, and take also of the tree of life, and eat, and live for ever:Therefore the L God sent him forth from the garden of Eden, to till the ground from whence he was taken. So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the tree of life.
And if any mischief follow, then thou shalt give life for life, Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot. Burning for burning, wound for wound, stripe for stripe.
Icall heavenand earthtorecord thisdayagainst you, that Ihaveset before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live.
But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree: and he requested for himself that he might die; and said, It is enough, now,O L, take away my life; for I am not better than my fathers.
Skin for skin, yea, all that a man hath will he give for his life.But put forththinehand now, and touchhisboneand his flesh, and he will curse thee to thy face.
Bless the L,O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.Bless the L,O my soul, and forget not all his benefits: Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases; Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with loving kindness and tender mercies;Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments; As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the L commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.
Forall men have one entranceinto life, and thelike going out.
For thou hast powerof life and death: thou leadesttothe gates of hell, and bringest up again.
Be not made a beggar by banqueting upon borrowing, when thou hast nothing in thy purse: for thou shalt lie in wait for thine own life, and be talked on.
Envyand wrathshortenthelife, and carefulnessbringeth age before the time.
Wine is as good as life to a man, if it be drunk moderately: what life is then to a man that is without wine? for it was made to make men glad.
And whenhewas atthelast gasp, hesaid,Thou likea fury takest us out of this present life, but the King of the world shall raise us up, who have died for his laws, unto everlasting life.
Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.
He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me. He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.
For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it. For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?
In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.
The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep. But he that is an hireling, and not the shepherd, whose own the sheep are not, seeth the wolf coming, and leaveth the sheep, and fleeth: and the wolf catcheth them, and scattereth the sheep. The hireling fleeth, because he is an hireling, and careth not for the sheep.Iamthegood shepherd, and know my sheep, and am known of mine. As the Father knoweth me, even so know I the Father: and I lay down my life for the sheep. And other sheep I have which are not of this fold: them also must I bring, and theyshall hear my voice; and there shall be one fold, and one shepherd.
I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live.
This is my commandment,That ye love one another, as I have loved you.Greater lovehathnomanthanthis, that a man lay down his life for his friends.
For thewages of sinisdeath; butthegiftof God iseternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.
For they that are after the flesh do mind thethings of the flesh; but they that are after the Spirit the things of the Spirit. For to be carnally minded is death; but to be spiritually minded is life and peace.
I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.
What is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. For that ye ought to say, If the Lord will, we shall live, and do this, or that.
Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life.
I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely.
Mi advise to them who are about tu begin, in arnest, the jurneyov life, istu take their harte in one hand and a club in the other.
He has devoted the best years of his life to preparing his impromptu speeches.
He who binds to himself a Joy Doth the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the Joy as it flies Lives in Eternity's sunrise.
O rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
She was an Amazon. Her whole life was spent riding at breakneck speed towards the wilder shores of love.
A godly, righteous, and sober life.
I believe in God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth: And in Jesus Christ his only Son our Lord, Who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, Born of the Virgin Mary, Suffered under Pontius Pilate, Was crucified, dead, and buried: He descended into hell;The third day he rose again from the dead; He ascended into heaven, And sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty; From thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead. I believe in the Holy Ghost;The holy Catholick Church;The Communion of Saints;The Forgiveness of sins;The Resurrection of the body, And the life everlasting. Amen.
We bless thee for our creation, preservation, and all the blessings of this life; but above all for thine inestimable love in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ; for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory.
Almighty God, give us grace that we may cast away the works of darkness, and put upon us the armour of light, now in the time of this mortal life.
In the midst of life we are in death.
There's night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things: there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?
When you destroy a blade of grass You poison England at her roots; Remember no man's foot can pass Where evermore no green life shoots.
The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies, With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies, When love is done. See Lyly 523:12.
Too much importance isgiven thewriterand not enough to his work.What difference does it make who he is and what he feels, since he's merelya machine for transmission of ideas. In reality he doesn't existhe's a cipher, a blank. A spy sent into life by the forces of death. His main objective is to get the information across the border, back into death.
The most fundamental value of a liberal education isthat it makes life more interesting.
The tragedy of life is not that man loses, but that he almost wins.
Life is a pure flame, and we live byan invisible sun within us.
Life itself is but the shadow of death, and souls departed but the shadows of the living. All things fall under this name.The sun itself is but the dark simulacrum, and light but the shadow of God.
I love thee with the love I seemed to lose With my lost Saints,I love thee with the breath Smiles, tears, of all my life!and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in His hand Who saith,'A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: See all nor be afraid!'
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good Compensate bad in man, absolve him so: Life's business being just the terrible choice.
It's a great life if you don't weaken.
There is no event so commonplace but that God is present in it, alwayshiddenly, alwaysleaving you roomto recognize him or not to recognize him Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery it is. In the boredom and pain of it no less than in the excitement and gladness: touch, taste, smell your way to the heavenlyand hidden heart of it because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.
A sure sign of an amateur is too much detail to compensate for too little life.
The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise isgone! it isgone, that sensibility of principle, that chastity of honour, which felt a stain like a wound, which ennobled whatever it touched, and under which vice itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.
What signifies the life o'man, An'twere na for the lasses,O.
The golden Hours, on angel wings, Flew o'er me and my Dearie; For dear to me as light and life Was my sweet Highland Mary.
Kings may be blest but Tam was glorious, O'er a'the ills o' life victorious!
Life, if you have a bent for it, is a beautiful thing. It consists, I do believe, of having a sense of urgency. 174
Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.
All animals, except man, know that the principal business of life is to enjoy it.
Dark Sappho! could not verse immortal save That beast imbued with such immortal fire? Could she not live who life eternal gave?
Sorrow is knowledge: they who know the most Must mourn the deepest o'er the fatal truth, The tree of knowledge is not that of Life.
But sweeter still than this, than these, than all, Is first and passionate loveit stands alone, Like Adam's recollection of his fall; The tree of knowledge hath been pluck'dall's known And life yields nothing further to recall Worthy of this ambrosial sin, so shown, No doubt in fable, as the unforgiven Fire which Prometheus filch'd for us from heaven.
Life's too short for chess.
Il n'y a qu'un proble' me philosophique vraiment se rieux: c'est le suicide. Juger que la vie vaut ou ne vaut pas la peine d'e" tre ve cue, c'est re pondre a' la question fondamentale de la philosophie. Thereisbutonetrulyseriousphilosophical problem, and that is suicide.Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy.
Glass is a thing in disguise, an actor, is not solid at all, but a liquidan old sheet of glass will not only take on a royal and purplish tinge but will reveal its true liquid nature by having grown fatter at the bottom and thinner at thetop, and It isinvisible, solid, in short a joyous and paradoxical thing, asgood a material as any tobuild a life from.
Laws themselves, political Constitutions, are not our Life; but only the house wherein our Life is led.
A well-written life is almost as rare as a well-spent one.
Have little care that Life is brief, And less that art is long. Success is in the silences, Though fame is in the song.
It's as large as life and twice as natural!
They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; They threatened its life with a railway-share; They charmed it with smiles and soap.
He thought he saw an Elephant, That practised on a fife: He looked again, and found it was A letter from his wife. 'At length I realize,' he said 'The bitterness of life!'
The experience of democracy is like the experience of life itselfalways changing, infinite in its variety, sometimesturbulent and allthemorevaluableforhaving been tested by adversity.
Nature gives you the face you have whenyouaretwenty. Life shapes the face you have at thirty. But it is up to you to earn the face you have at fifty. See Orwell 630:7, Cartland198:55.
That lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne, Th'assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge.
: Why do you wear black all the time? : I'm in mourning for my life.
Sex! What is that but life, after all? We're all of us selling sex, because we're all selling life.
Life itself is the proper binge.
The loss of India would mark and consummate the downfall of the British Empire. That great organism would pass at a stroke out of life into history.From such a catastrophe there could be no recovery.
On dit que la vie et la mort sont au pouvoir de la langue. It is said that life and death are under the power of language.
The present is the funeral of the past, And man the living sepulchre of life.
If you don't love life you can't enjoy an oyster.
Golf is like life in a lot of ways. The most important competition is the one against yourself.
Am I prepared to lay down my life for the British female? Really, who knows? Ah, for a child in the street I could strike; for the full- blown lady Somehow, Eustace, alas! I have not felt the vocation.
Vivre est une chute horizontale. Life is a horizontal fall.
No sound is dissonant which tells of life.
I may not hope from outward forms to win The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny; and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness on the brain. 226
Science is triumphant with far-ranging success, but its triumph is somehow clouded by growing difficulties in providing for the simple necessities of human life on earth.
As regards plots I find real life no help at all. Real life seems to have no plots.
We must use words as theyare used, or stand aside from life.
To pass over youth in dull indifference, to refuse the sweets of life because they once must leave us, is as preposterous as to wish to have been born old, because we one day may be old.For my part, my youth may wear and waste, but it shall never rust in my possession.
As repressed sadists are supposed to become policemen or butchers, so those with an irrational fearof life become publishers.
Life is a maze in which we take the wrong turning before we have learnt to walk.
Our motto: Life is too short to stuff a mushroom.
Like a christening, a wedding, a graduation ceremony, a holy war, a revolutionevena fireworksdisplay, agaudy promise of what life ought to be, not life itself.
Ayoung Apollo, golden-haired, Stands dreaming on the verge of strife, Magnificently unprepared For the long littleness of life.
You promise heavens free from strife, Pure truth, and perfect change of will; But sweet, sweet is this human life, So sweet, I fain would breathe it still; Your chilly stars I can forgo, This warm kind world is all I know.
The most important thing in the Olympic games is not winning but taking partjust as the most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing in life is not conquering but fighting well.
I believe that since my life began The most I've had is just A talent to amuse. Heigho, if love were all!
Life is an incurable disease.
Variety's the spice of life, That gives it all its flavour.
I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life.
Yield, then,O yield, that love may win The fort at last, and let life in.
We have discovered the secret of life! SeeWatson 890:96.
Almost all aspects of lifeare engineered atthemolecular level, and without understanding molecules we canonly have a very sketchy understanding of life itself.
Life was a funny thing that happened tome ontheway to the grave.
My Minister's room is like a padded cell, and in certain ways I am like a person who is suddenly certified a lunatic and put safely into this great, vast room, cut off from real life.Of course they don't behave quite like nurses, because the Civil Service is profoundly deferential'Yes, Minister! No, Minister! If you wish it, Minister!'
Humanity i love you because you are perpetually putting the secret of life in your pants and forgetting it's there and sitting down on it.
Dichoso el a rbol que es apenas sensitivo, y ma s la piedra dura porque e sa ya no siente, pues no hay dolor ma s grande que el dolor de ser vivo, ni mayor pesadumbre que la vida consciente. Blessed is the almost insensitive tree, more blessed is the hard stone that doesn't feel, for no pain isgreater than the pain of being alive, and no sorrow more intense than conscious life.
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura che la diritta via era smarrita. In the middle of the journey of our life I found myself in a dark wood where the straight path was lost.
From the war of nature, from famine and death, the most exalted object which we are capable of conceiving, namely, the production of the higher animals, directly follows. There isgrandeur in this view of life.
Skill comes so slow, and life so fast doth fly, We learn so little and forget so much.
I know my life's a pain and but a span, I know my sense is mocked in every thing; And to conclude, I know myself a man, Which is a proud and yet a wretched thing.
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare?
It has been often said, even by proponents of those picturesknown inaestheticslang as Cubist and Abstract, that they have no subject matter. Such a statement is equivalent to saying that life has no subject matter.
Aconspiracy iseverything thatordinary lifeisnot.It'sthe inside game, cold, sure, undistracted, forever closed off to us.We are the flawed ones, the innocents, trying to make some rough sense of the daily jostle.Conspirators have a logic and a daring beyond our reach.
Anythin'for a quiet life, as the man said wen he took the sitivation at the lighthouse.
My life is one demd horrid grind!
'Youarefettered,'said Scrooge, trembling.'Tell mewhy?' 'I wear the chain I forged in life,'replied the Ghost.'I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.'
Buyan annuity cheap, and make your life interesting to yourself and everybody else that watches the speculation. 268
Now, what I want is, Facts. Teach these boys and girls nothing but Facts. Facts alone are wanted in life.
I pass my whole life, miss, in turning an immense pecuniary Mangle.
These two ignorant and unpolished people had guided themselves so faron in their journey of life, bya religious sense of duty and desire to do right.
Musicians wrestle everywhere All dayamong the crowded air I hear the silver strife Andwakinglong before the morn Such transport breaks upon the town I think it that 'New Life!'
I cannot live withYou It would be Life And Life is over there Behind the Shelf.
Was there ever in anyone's life span a point free in time, devoid of memory, a night when choice was any more than the sum of all the choices gone before?
I don't know what it is about fecundity that so appals. I suppose it is the teeming evidence that birth and growth, which we value, are ubiquitous and blind, that life itself is so astonishingly cheap, that nature is as careless as it is bountiful, and that with extravagance goes a crushing waste that will one day include our own cheap lives.
Read no history: nothing but biography, for that is life without theory.
Youmust dressaccording toyourage, yourpursuits, your object in life.
All people seem to be divided into'ordinary'and 'extraordinary'. The ordinary people must lead a life of strict obedience and have no right to transgress the law becausetheyare ordinary.Whereas the extraordinary people have the right to commit any crime they like and transgress the law in any way just because they happen to be extraordinary.
None would live past years again, Yet all hope pleasure in what yet remain; And, from the dregs of life, think to receive, What the first sprightly running could not give.
Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.
My whole life Has been a golden dream of love and friendship.
Why should he, with wealth and honour blest, Refuse his age the needful hours of rest? Punish a body which he could not please; Bankrupt of life, yet prodigal of ease? And all to leave what with his toil he won To that unfeathered two-legged thing, a son.
My thoughtless youth was winged with vain desires, My manhood, long misled by wandering fires, Followed false lights; and when their glimpse was gone My pride struck out new sparkles of her own Good life be now my task: my doubts are done; (What more could fright my faith thanThree in One?)
One thing alone I charge you. As you live, believe in life! Always human beings will live and progress to a greater, broader and fuller life. The only possible death is to lose belief in this truth simply because the great end comes slowly, because time is long.
He that may be but sturt or stryfe,
Here lies, bowl'd out by Death's unerring ball, A cricketer renowned, by name John Small; But though his name was small, yet great was his fame, For nobly did he play the'noble game'. His life was like his inningslong and good; Full ninety summers had Death withstood, At length the ninetieth winter camewhen (Fate Not leaving him one solitary mate) This last of Hambledonians, old John Small, Gave up his bat and ballhis leather, wax and all.
One of the strongest motives that lead people to give their lives to art and science is the urge to flee from everyday life, with its drab and deadly dullness and thus to unshackle the chains of one's own transient desires, which supplant one another in an interminable succession so long as the mind is fixed on the horizon of daily environment.
If A is success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z.Work is x ; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut.
Women were expected to have weak opinions; but the great safeguard of society and of domestic life was, that opinions were not acted on. Sane people did what their neighbours did, so that if any lunatics were at large, one might know and avoid them.
Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the uncertain process of letter- writing.
The mother's yearning, thatcompletest type of the life in another life which is the essence of real human love, feels the presence of the cherished child even in the debased, degraded man.
Our life is determined for usand it makes the mind very free when we give up wishing and only thinkof bearing what islaid uponus and doing what isgivenusto do.
There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.
Plain women he regarded as he did the other severe facts of life, tobe faced with philosophyand investigated by science.
If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.
Awoman, let her be asgood as shemay, hasgot to put up with the life her husband makes for her.
It isanuneasy lot at best, tobe what we call highly taught and yet not to enjoy: to be present at thisgreat spectacle of life and never to be liberated from a small hungry shivering self.
For I have known them all already, known them all Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room.
All great poetry gives the illusion of a view of life.
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
What life have you if you have not life together? There is not life that is not in community, And no community not lived in praise of God.
Culture may even be described simply as that which makes life worth living.
All The LiesThat Are My Life.
He has not learned the lesson of life who does not every day surmount a fear.
If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.
When you've reached myage, and your friends are beginning to worry about you, blind dates are a way of life.
Regard this day's life as yours, but all else as Fortune's.
Nothing else that a wife may suffer, equals this: if she loses her husband, she loses her life.
The life of men is painful.
The meanest life is better than the most glorious death.
The aimof everyartist istoarrest motion, which islife, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life.
It is not what they built. It is what they knocked down. It is not the houses. It is the spaces between the houses. It isnotthestreetsthatexist.It isthestreetsthat no longer exist. It is not your memories which haunt you. It is not what you have written down. It is what you have forgotten, what you must forget. What you must go on forgetting all your life.
As I get older I perceive Life has its tail in its mouth.
Twice in your life you know that you are approved of by everyone: when you learn to walk, and when you learn to read.
God knows that the lesson we learn from life is that our very existence in the nature of things is a perpetual harming of somebody elseif only because every mouthful of food that we eat is a mouthful taken from somebody else.
The joys of marriage are the heaven on earth, Life's paradise, great princess, the soul's quiet, Sinews of concord, earthly immortality, Eternity of pleasures; no restoratives Like to a constant woman.
If there's another thing that sportswriting teaches you, it is that there are no transcendent themes in life. In all cases things are here and they're over, and that has to be enough.
Married life requires shared mystery even when all the facts are known.
She felt that those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.
Personal relations are the important thing for ever and ever, and not this outer life of telegrams and anger.
The echo began in some indescribable way to undermine her hold on life.Coming at a moment when she chanced to be fatigued, it had managed to murmur, 'Pathos, piety, couragethey exist, but are identical, and so is filth. Everything exists, nothing has value.'
One morning, as I was sitting by the fire, a great cloud came over me, and a temptation beset me, and I sate still And as I sate still under it and let it alone, a living hope rose in me, and a true voice arose in me which cried:There is a living God who made all things. And immediately the cloud and temptation vanished away, and the life rose over it all, and my heart was glad, and I praised the living God.
De toutes choses ne m'est demeure que l'honneur et la vie qui est saulve. Of all I had, only honour and life have been spared.
To lengthen thy Life, lessen thy Meals.
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; Where there is sadness, joy. O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek To be consoled as to console; To be understood as to understand; To be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
This was lifemy lifemy career, my brilliant career!
I have observed, in the course of a dishonest life, that when a rogue is outlining a treacherous plan, he works harder to convince himself than to move his hearers.
Life is not meant to be easy.
Two such wonderful phrases'I understand perfectly' and 'That is a lie'a pre cis of life, aren't they?
Why fear death? It's the most beautiful adventure in life.
Most of the change we think we see in life Is due to truths being in and out of favour.
Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.
I write because I hate being told. I didn't realise that for a long while. I thought it was I hated: that the unfairnesses that were explained as were wasn't.
Likethemain-travelled road of life it istraversed by many classes of people, but the poor and the weary predominate.
Life is a jest; and all things show it. I thought so once; but now I know it.
The British Empire has advanced to a new conception of autonomyand freedom, to the idea of a system of British nations, each freely ordering its own individual life, but bound together in unity byallegiance to one Crown, and co-operating in all that concerns the common weal.
In everyage and country, the wiser, or at least the stronger, ofthetwosexes, hasusurped thepowers ofthe state, and confined the other to the cares and pleasures of domestic life.
The Hunschanted a funeral song to the memory of a hero, glorious inhis life, invincible in his death, the father of his people, the scourge of his enemies, and the terror of the world.
To the University of Oxford I acknowledge no obligation; and she will as cheerfully renounce me for a son, as I am willing to disclaim her for a mother. I spent fourteen months at Magdalen College: they proved the fourteen months the most idle and unprofitable of my whole life.
The life of the journalist is poor, nasty, brutish and short. So is his style.
Your children are not your children. Theyare the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from you And though theyare with you yetthey belong nottoyou. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies, but not their souls.
As in a month you've got to die If Ko-Ko tells us true, 'Twere empty compliment to cry 'Long life to Nanki-Poo!' But as one month you have to live As fellow-citizen, This toast with three times three we'll give 'Long life to youtill then!'
He stared the assorted meannesses and failed promises of American life straight in the face, and they stared back.
It's taken me all my life to learn what not to play.
What if someone gave a war & Nobody came? Life would ring the bells of Ecstasyand Forever be Itself again. See Sandburg 713:6.
Mistakes are a fact of life It is the response to error that counts.
Our movement took a grip on cowardly Marxism, and from it, extracted the meaning of socialism. It also took from the cowardly, middle-class parties their nationalism.Throwing both into the cauldron of our way of life there emerged, as clear as crystal, the synthesis German National Socialism.
It is not a Life at all. It is a Reticence, in three volumes.
DerAberglaube ist die Poesie des Lebens. Superstition is the poetry of life.
Life should serve up its feast of experience in a series of courses.
Life is making us abandon established stereotypes and outdated views; it is making us discard illusions.
Question not, but live and labour Till yon goal be won, Helping every feeble neighbour, Seeking help from none; Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone: in another's trouble, in your own.
A little season of love and laughter, Of light and life, and pleasure and pain, And horror of outer darkness after, And dust returneth to dust again. Then the lesser life shall be as the greater, And the lover of life shall join the hater, And the one thing cometh sooner or later, And no one knoweth the loss or gain.
The trouble is that no devastating or redeeming fires have ever burnt in my life My life began by flickering out.
The one passion of my life has been footballthe most exhilarating game I know, and the strongest protest against selfishness, without sermonizing, that was ever put before a thoughtful people.
Science is the only truth and it is the great lie. It knows nothing, and people think it knows everything. It is misrepresented. People think that science is electricity, automobilism, and dirigible balloons. It is something very different. It is life devouring itself. It is the sensibility transformed into intelligence. It is the need to know stifling the need to live. It is the genius of knowledge vivisecting the vital genius.
To bring the dead to life Is no great magic. Feware wholly dead: Blow on a dead man's embers And a live flame will start.
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Death was the only absolute value in my world. Lose life and one would lose nothing again for ever Death was far more certain than God, and with death there would no longer be the daily possibility of love dying.
An autobiography is only 'a sort of life'it may contain less errors of fact than a biography, but it is of necessity even more selective: it begins later and it ends prematurely.
I put the muzzle of the revolver into my right ear and pulled the trigger I was out by one. I remember an extraordinary sense of jubilation, as if carnival lights had been switched on in a drab street. My heart knocked in its cage, and life contained an infinite number of possibilities.
And life is colour and warmth and light And a striving evermore for these; And he is dead, who will not fight; And who dies fighting has increase.
I paid the prices of life Standing where Rome immortal heard October's strife, A war poet whose right of honour cuts falsehood like a knife. 375
A little while and I will be gone from among you, whither I cannot tell. From nowhere we came, into nowhere we go.What is Life? It is a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is as the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
Conservatives donot believethatthepolitical struggle is the most important thing in life The simplest of them prefer fox-hunting, the wisest religion.
I believe that the scientist is trying to expand absolute truth and the artist absolute beauty, so that I find in art and science, and in an attempt to live a good life, all the religion I want.
I only regretthat Ihave but onelifeto losefor mycountry.
The effect of trade and commerce with respect to most civilized states is to send out of their countries what the poor, that is, the great mass of mankind, have occasion for, and to bring back, in return, what is consumed almost wholly bya small part of those nations, viz. the rich. Hence it appears that the greater part of manufactures, trade and commerce is highly injurious to the poor as being the chief means of depriving them of the necessaries of life.
I didn't know Whoor whatput the question, I don't know when it was put. I don't even remember answering. But at some moment I did answer Yes to Someoneor Somethingand from that hour I was certain that existence is meaningful and that, therefore, my life, in self-surrender, had a goal.
Murder doesn't round out anybody's life except the murdered's and sometimes the murderer's.
A science is said to be useful if its development tends to accentuate the existing inequities in the distribution of wealth, or more directly promotes the destruction of human life.
It is not by what is, in this life, but by what appears, that you are judged.
Hisfacewearing thefixityof athoughtful child'swho has felt the pricks of life somewhat before his time.
Life is made up of marble and mud.
Life, within doors, has few pleasanter prospects than a neatly arranged and well-provisioned breakfast-table.
Well, I've had a happy life.
The movie-makers are able to put more reality into a picture about theterrors of life at the ocean bottom than into a tale of two Milwaukeeans in love.
Alle kr a« ftige Menschen lieben das Leben All great, powerful souls love life.
Das Leben ist der Gu« ter h o« chstes, und das schlimmste « Ubel ist derTod.
Ich kenn es wohl, dein Missgeschick: Verfehltes Leben, verfehlte Liebe! I know it well, your mishap: A missed life, a missed love!
Unless you stake your life, life will not be won.
The only time it isn't good for you is when you write or when you fight.You have to do that cold.But it always helps my shooting. Modern life, too, is often a mechanical oppression and liquor is the only mechanical relief. 394
Other people's babies That's my life! Mother to dozens, And nobody's wife.
It may be life, but ain't it slow? 397
I struck the board, and cried,'No more. I will abroad.' What? shall I ever sigh and pine? My lines and life are free; free as the road, Loose as the wind, as large as store.
Se ha hecho para los vivos y no para los muertos el porque metaf|sico y las reflexiones sobre la vida y la muerte, pero no les hace falta aclarar todo el misterio, les hace falta distraerse y son ar en aclararlo. Metaphysical questions and reflections on lifeand death were created for people alive and not for the dead. However, they do not have to solve all mystery; it is enough for them to create some distraction and to dream that they clarify.
Wealth cannot make a life, but Love.
Science, which cuts its way through the muddy pond of daily lifewithout mingling with it, casts its wealthtoright and left, but the puny boatmen do not know how to fish for it.
Annapurna, towhichwehadgone empty-handed, was a treasure on which we should live the rest of our lives. With this realization we turn the page: a new life begins. There are other Annapurnas in the lives of men.
Ars longa vita brevis. The craft so long [to learn], the life so short.
Whatsoever therefore is consequent to a time of war, where every man is enemy to every man; the same is consequent to the time wherein men live without other security than what their own strength, and their own invention shall furnish them withall. In such condition, there isno place for industry; becausethe fruit thereof is uncertain: and consequently no culture of the earth; no navigation, nor use of the commodities that may be imported by sea; no commodious building; no instruments of moving, and removing such things as require much force; no knowledge of the face of the Earth; no account of Time; no Arts; no Letters; no Society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.
My life was a strange one that summer, the last summer of its kind there was ever to be. I was riding high on sex and self-esteemit was my time, my belle e poque but allthewhilewith a faintflickerofcalamity, likeflames around a photograph, something seen out of the corner of the eye.
A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience.
Tell me, Muse, of the man of many ways, who was driven far journeys, after he had sacked Troy's sacred citadel. Many were they whose cities he saw, whose minds he learned of, many the pains he suffered in his spirit on the wide sea, struggling for his own life and the homecoming of his companions.
The life that I have chosen gives me my full hours of enjoyment for the balance of my life. The sun will not rise, or set, without my notice, and thanks.
Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurled Anywhere, anywhere, Out of the world!
Man doth seek a triple perfection: first a sensual, consisting in those things which very life itself requireth either as necessary supplements, or as beauties and ornaments thereof; then an intellectual, consisting in those things which none underneath man is either capable of or acquainted with; lastly a spiritual and divine, consisting in those things whereunto we tend by supernatural means here, but cannot here attain unto them.
People moved in hushed and anxious hours while his life lingered on. It was thus I learned that some great man was at the helm of our country.
Here! creep, Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.
Birds buildbut not I build; no, but strain, Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes. Mine,O thou lord of life, send my roots rain.
Life was simple before World War II. After that, we had systems.
From far, from eve and morning And yon twelve-winded sky, The stuff of life to knit me Blew hither: here am I.
Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose; But young men think it is, and we were young.
Life is just one damned thing after another.
Life isn't all beer and skittlesbut beer and skittles, or something better of the same sort, must form a good part of every Englishman's education.
Cette cloison qui nous se pare du myste' re des choses et que nous appelons la vie. Life is a screen which separates us from the mystery of things.
Conscience de chire e entra|"ne vie de cousue. A torn conscience brings about a disconnected life.
It is not, therefore, reason, which is the guide of life, but custom.
Too much consistency is as bad for the mind as it is for the body.Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life.
Our Fordhad been the first to reveal the appalling dangers of family life.
Our reverence for the nobility of manhood will not be lessened by the knowledge that man is in substance and in structure, one with the brutes; for he alone possesses the marvellous endowment of intelligible and rational speech wherebyhe has slowlyaccumulated and organized the experience which is almost wholly lost with the cessation of individual life in other animals; so that he now stands raised above it as on a mountain-top, far above the level of his humble fellows, and transfigured from his grosser nature by reflecting, here and there, a ray from the infinite source of truth.
She stands an instant in the sun Athwart her harsh land's red and green Hands of a serf, and warrior eyes Of some flame-sceptred Irish queen. As if she does not care that life Has reft the jewels from her hair But grieves that menial needs and base Were those that left her palace bare.
A woman's whole life is a history of the affections.
Catsandmonkeysmonkeysand catsall humanlifeis there!
Live all you can; it's a mistake not to. It doesn't so much matter what you do in particular, so long as you have your life. If you haven't had that what have you had?
If this life be not a real fight, in which something is eternally gained for the universe by success, it is no better than a game of private theatricals from which one may withdraw at will.
The philosophy which isso important in each of us isnot a technical matter; it is our more or less dumb sense of what life honestly and deeply means it is our individual way of just seeing and feeling the total push and pressure of the cosmos.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters. When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
It's better to entertain an idea than to take it home to live with you for the rest of your life.
Praise life, it deserves praise, but the praise of life That forgets the pain is a pebble Ruttled in dry ground.
We hold these truths to be sacred and undeniable; that all men are created equal and independent; that from that equal creation they derive rights inherent and inalienable, among which are the preservation of life, and liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Love'slikethemeaslesalltheworsewhenitcomeslate in life.
My religion and myartthey are all my life.
Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man reversed for thee: Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron and the jail.
Enlarge my life with multitude of days, In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays; Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know, That life protracted is protracted woe. Time hovers o'er, impatient to destroy, And shuts up all the passages of joy.
Almost every man wastes part of his life in attempts to display qualities which he does not possess, and to gain applause which he cannot keep.
The love of life is necessary to the vigorous prosecution of any undertaking.
Is not a Patron, my lord, one who looks with unconcern ona manstruggling for life inthewater, and,whenhehas reached ground, encumbers him with help? The notice which you have been pleased to take of my labours, had it been early, had been kind; but it has been delayed till I am indifferent, and cannot enjoy it; till I am solitary, and cannot impart it; till I am known, and do not want it.
If a man does not make new acquaintance as he advances through life, he will soon find himself left alone. A man, Sir, should keep his friendship in constant repair.
It is the fate of those who toil at the lower employments of lifeto be exposed to censure, without hope of praise; to be disgraced by miscarriage or punished for neglect Among these unhappy mortals isthe writer of dictionaries Every other author mayaspire to praise; the lexicographer can only hope to escape reproach.
The only end of writing is to enable the readers better to enjoy life, or better to endure it.
I inherited a vile melancholy from my father, which has made me mad all my life, at least not sober.
When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.
To charge all unmerited praise with the guilt of flattery, and to suppose that the encomiast always knows and feels the falsehood of his assertions, issurely to discover great ignorance of human nature and human life. In determinations depending not on rules, but on experience and comparison, judgement is always to some degree subject to affection.Very near to admiration is the wish to admire.
Wisdom without honesty is mere craft and cozenage. And therefore the reputation for honesty must first be gotten; which cannot be but by living well. A good life is a main argument.
Bodyand soul,Black America reveals the extreme questions of contemporary life, questions of freedom and identity: How can I be who I am?
I am a feminist, and what that means to me is much the same as the meaning of the fact that I am Black: it means that I must undertake to love myself as though my very life depends upon self-love and self-respect.
Heavenly weather. If life was always like that.Cricket weather. Sit around under sunshades.Over after over. Out. They can't play it here. Still,Captain Buller broke a window in Kildare Street Club with a slog to square leg.
Stop and consider! life is but a day; A fragile dew-drop on its perilous way From a tree's summit; a poor Indian's sleep While his boat hastens to the monstrous steep Of Montmorenci.
O for a life of sensations rather than of thoughts!
The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy; but there is a space of life between, in which the soul is in a ferment, the character undecided, the way of life uncertain, the ambition thick-sighted: thence proceeds mawkishness.
In cruce salus, in cruce vita. In the cross is salvation, in the cross is life.
All this will not be finished in the first100 days, nor will it be finished in the first1,000 days, nor in the life of this Administrationnor even, perhaps, in our lifetime on this planet. But let us begin.
His stately ship of life, having weathered the severest storms of a troubled century, is anchored in tranquil waters, proofthatcourageand faith and zest for freedom are truly indestructible. The record of his triumphant passage will inspire free hearts all over the globe.
All of life is a foreign country.
The road is life.
There are many people who reach their conclusions about life like schoolboys; they cheat their master by copying the answer out of a book without having worked out the sum for themselves.
It is perfectly true, as philosophers say, that life must be understood backwards.But they forget the other proposition, that it must be lived forwards. And if one thinks over that proposition it becomes more and more evident that life can never really be understood in time simply because at no particular moment can I find the necessary resting-place from which to understand itbackwards.
This fight is bigger than life itself.
Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, do not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
'We be one blood, thou and I', Mowgli answered.'I take my life from thee to-night. My kill shall be thy kill if ever thou art hungry,O Kaa.'
There is but one task for all For each one life to give. What stands if freedom fall? Who dies if England live?
Every soul shall taste of death; you shall surely be paid in full your wages on the Day of Resurrection.Whosoever is removed from the Fire and admitted to Paradise, shall win the triumph. The present life is but the joy of delusion.
I rent everything, other than the gift of life itself, which wasgiven to me without any predictable lease, a gift that can be withdrawn at any time.
They have asked me for my trousers, and I have given them; for my coat, and I have given that also; now they want my life, and that I cannot give.
The very meaninglessness of life forces man to create his own meaning. If it can be written or thought, it can be filmed.
The Japanese see self-assertion as immoral and self- sacrifice as the sensible course to take in life.
Oh eyes, no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; Oh life, no life, but lively form of death; Oh world, no world, but mass of public wrongs.
La vie est courte et ennuyeuse: elle se passe toute a' de s irer. Life isshort and bothersome: all we do is desire what we do not have.
Si la vie est mise rable, elle est pe nible a' supporter; si elle est heureuse, il est horrible de la perdre. L'un revient a' l'autre. If life ismiserable, it is difficultto endure; if it ishappy, it is horrible to lose.They come to the same thing.
Nursed amid her noise, her crowds, her beloved smokewhat have I been doing all my life, if I have not lent out my heart with usury to such scenes?
Not many sounds in life, and I include all urban and rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can't I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off? Six days of the week it soils With its sickening poison Just for paying a few bills! That's out of proportion.
Life is first boredom, then fear.
A cricket tour in Australia would be a most delightful period in one's life if one was deaf.
On ne peut juger de la beaute de la vie que par celle de la mort. One can only judge the beauty of life through death.
In the established sense it issocially nil.Happy-go-lucky, don't-you-bother, we're-in-Australia. But there also seems to be no inside life of any sort: just a long lapse and drift. A rather fascinating indifference, a physical indifference to what we call soul or spirit. It's really a weird show.
What do the facts we know about a man amount to? Only two things we can know of him, and this by pure soul-intuition: we can know if he is true to the flame of life and love which is inside his heart, or if he is false to it.
Life makes no absolute statement. It is all Call and Answer.
And so, I missed my chance with one of the lords Of life. And I have something to expiate; A pettiness.
Evil, what is evil? There is only one evil, to deny life.
After the funeral, my father struggled through half a page, and it might as well have been Hottentott. 'And what dun they gi'e thee for that, lad?' 'Fifty pounds, father.' 'Fifty pounds!' He was dumbfounded, and looked at mewith shrewd eyes,asif I were a swindler.'Fifty pounds! An'tha's niver done a day's hard work in thy life.'
Hislife was oneround of activity which hehimself might deplore but was powerless to prevent.
It is well to start by distinguishing the few really greatthemajornovelistswho count inthesamewayas the major poets, in the sense that they not only change the possibilities of the art for practitioners and readers, but that they are significant in terms of the human awareness they promote; awareness of the possibilities of life.
'But the longer I live on this CrumpettyTree The plainer than ever it seems to me That very few people come this way And that life on the whole is far from gay!' Said the Quangle-Wangle Quee.
My advice to people today is as follows: If you take the game of life seriously, if you take your nervous system seriously, if you take your sense organs seriously, if you takethe energy processseriously, you must turn on, tune in, and drop out.
It is by this painstaking method of careful examination and eventual rejection that we reach a conclusion: life is something to do when you can't get to sleep.
Asyougrowolder, you'll seewhitemen cheat black men every day of your life, but let me tell you something and don't you forget itwheneverawhitemandoesthattoa black man, no matter who he is, how rich he is, or how fine a family he comes from, that white man is trash.
I was set down from the carrier's cart at the age of three; and there with a sense of bewilderment and terror my life in the village began.
The preservation of life seems to be rather a slogan than a genuine goal of the anti-abortion forces; what they want is control.Control over behavior: power over women.
Stevenson's convictions were sometimes too complex for the binary political arena to which he devoted his life.
For she was suffering that misery peculiar to the young, that they are going to be cheated by circumstances out of the full life every nerve and instinct is clamouring for.
The future of humanity is uncertain, even in the most prosperous countries, and the quality of life deteriorates; and yet I believe that what is being discovered about the infinitely large and infinitely small is sufficient to absolve this end of the century and millennium.What a very feware acquiring in knowledge of the physical world will perhaps cause this period not to be judged as a pure return of barbarism.
Since Life is but a Dream, Why toil to no avail?
Literature ismostlyabout having sex and not muchabout having children. Life is the other way round.
Another law of academic life: it is impossible to be excessive in flattery of one's peers.
Life is real, life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
For books are more than books, they are the life The very heart and core of ages past, The reason why men lived and worked and died, The essence and quintessence of their lives.
As life runs on, the road grows strange With faces new,and near the end The milestones into headstones change, 520 'Neath every one a friend.
He is out of bounds now. He rejoices in man's lovely peculiar power to choose life and die when he leads his black soldiers to death, he cannot bend his back.
Life is too short to silver over this tarnish. The gods, employed to haunt and punish husbands, have no hand for trigger-fine distinctions, their myopia makes all error mortal.
Wer nicht liebt Wein,Weib und Gesang, Der bleibt ein Narr sein Leben lang. Who loves not woman, wine and song Remains a fool his whole life long.
I hardly know which is the greater pest to society: a paternal Government; that is to say, a prying meddlesome Government, which intrudes itself into every part of human life and which thinks that it can do everything for everybody better than anyone can do for himself, or a careless, lounging Government, which suffers grievances, such as it could at once remove, to grow and multiply, and which to all complaint and remonstrance has only one answer,'We must let things taketheir course, we must let things find theirown level.'
The labor of keeping house is labor in its most naked state, for labor istoil that never finishes, toil that hastobe begun again the moment it is completed, toil that is destroyed and consumed by the life process.
American life, in large cities, is a perpetual assault on the senses and the nerves; it is out of asceticism, out of unworldliness, precisely, that we bear it.
My aim all along has been (in Ezra Pound's term) the most drastic desuetization of Scottish life and letters, and, inparticular, thede-Tibetanizationofthe Highlands and Islands, and getting rid of the whole gang of high mucky-mucks, famous fatheads, old wives of both sexes, stuffed shirts, hollow men with headpieces stuffed with straw, bird-wits, lookers-under-beds, trained seals, creeping Jesuses, Scots Wha Ha'evers, village idiots, policemen, leaders of white-mouse factions and noted connoisseurs of bread and butter, glorified gangsters, and what 'Billy' Phelps calls Medlar Novelists (the medlar being a fruit that becomes rotten before it is ripe),Commercial Calvinists, makers of 'noises like a turnip', and all the touts and toadies and lickspittles o the English Ascendancy, and their infernal women-folk, and all their skunkoil skulduggery.
Cada esta c° a o da vida e uma edi c° a o, que corrige a anterior, e que sera corrigida tambe m, ate a edi c° a o definitiva, que o editor da de gra c° a aos vermes. Each stage in life is an edition that supersedes the previous one and will also be superseded until the definitive edition: the one that the editor gives to the worms.
A vida e ta o bela que a mesma ide ia da morte precisa de vir primeiro a ela, antes de se ver cumprida. Ja me va s entendendo; le" agora outro cap|tulo. Life is so beautiful that even the idea of death must be born before it can be realized.You must already understand. Now read another chapter.
The dissenter is every human being at those moments in his life when he resigns momentarily from the herd and thinks for himself.
Life.Consider the alternative.
There is one expanding horror in American life. It is that our long odyssey toward liberty, democracy and freedom-for-all may be achieved in such a way that utopia remains forever closed, and we live in freedom and hell, debased of style, not individual from one another, void of courage, our fear rationalized away.
No.Cost what it may I am determined to go East. The nomad'slife enthrallsme.Itsrestlessnesspursuesme: it is as much part of meas of thesailor. All parts and noneare home to me, and all arriving onlya new setting forth.
Wherever I go, it is always the secret life of such simple, straightforward races that I seek, people whom a fair face is sufficient to content.Only by returning to their wayof life, canwe everhopetofindawayoutofthebogs in which we vainly stumble.
There comes a time in a man's life when to get where he has to goif there are no doors or windows he walks through a wall.
The past exudes legend: one can't make pure clay of time's mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was.Which is to say that all biography is ultimately fiction.
La Poe sie est l'expression, par le langage humain ramene e a' son rythme essentiel, du sens myste rieux des aspects de l'existence; elle doue ainsi d'authenticite notre se jour et constitue la seule ta" che spirituelle. Poetry is an expression, through human language restored to its essential rhythm, of the mysteriousness of existence; it endows our life with authenticity and constitutes our only spiritual task.
We respond to a drama to that extent to which it corresponds to our dream life.
The problems of the world, AIDS, cancer, nuclear war, pollution, are, finally, no more solvable than the problems of a tree which has borne fruit: the apples are overripe and theyare fallingwhat can be done? What can be done about the problems which beset our life? Nothing can be done, and nothing needs to be done. Something is being donethe organism is preparing to rest.
Life in the movie business is like the beginning of a new love affair: it's full of surprises and you are constantly getting fucked.
During my lifetime I have dedicated my life to this struggle of the African people. I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideals of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hopeto live for, and toseerealized.But My Lord, if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.
Leben ist, dass imWechsel der Materie die Form erhalten bleibt. Life is that the form is maintained through the change of substance.
Dass nicht alles auf einmal da ist, bleibt als Bedingung des Lebens und der Erz a« hlung zu achten, und man wird sich doch wohl gegen die gottgegebenen Formen menschlicher Erkenntnis nich auflehnen wollen. Let usnot forgetthe conditionof lifeasnarration: that we can never see the whole picture at onceunless we propose to throw overboard all the God-conditioned forms of human knowledge.
Zum Leben gibt es zwei Wege: Der eine ist der gew o« hnliche, direkte und brave. Der andere ist schlimm, er fu« h rt u« ber denTod, und das ist der genialeWeg! There are two paths in life: one is the regular one, direct, honest. The other is bad, it leads through deaththat is the way of genius!
Und wenn man sich fu« r das Leben interessiert, so interessiert man sich namentlich fu« r denTod. If a person concerns himself with life, he also concerns himself with death.
Die Zeit ist das Element der Erz a« hlung, wie sie das Element des Lebens ist,unl o« sbar damit verbunden, wie mit den K o« rpern im Raum. Sie ist auch das Element der Musik, als welche die Zeit misst und gliedert, sie kurzweilig und kostbar auf einmal macht. For time is the medium of narration, as it is the medium of life. Both are inextricably bound up with it, as are bodies in space. Similarly, time is the medium of music; music divides, measures, articulates time, and can shorten it, yet enhance its value, both at once.
Ist die Liebe das Beste im Leben, so ist in der Liebe das Beste der Kuss. If love is the best thing in life, then the best part of love is the kiss.
To put labour and wages first and human ordomestic life second is to invert the order of God and of nature.
Whenever I prepare fora journey I prepare as though for death. Should Ineverreturn, all isinorder.Thisiswhat life has taught me.
Life is a cycle, and mime is particularly suitable for showing fluidity, transformation, metamorphosis. Words can keep people apart; mime can be a bridge between them.
Nothing is so conducive to greatness of mind as the ability to examine systematically and honestly everything that meets us in life.
The life that I have is all that I have and the life that I have is yours The love that I have of the life that I have Is yours and yours and yours.
A god is not so glorious as a king. I think the pleasure they enjoy in Heaven, Cannot compare with kingly joys in earth. To wear a crown enchased with pearl and gold, Whose virtues carry with it life and death; To ask and have, command and be obeyed; When looks breed love, with looks to gain the prize, Such power attractive shines in princes'eyes!
Non est vivere, sed valere vita est. Life is not just to be alive, but to be well.
Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball: And tear our pleasures with rough strife, Through the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine, and curious peach, Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
All our inventions have endowed material forces with intellectual life and degraded human life into material force.
In this life he laughs longest who laughs last.
Life's battle is a conquest for the strong; The meaning shows in the defeated thing.
The first rule in opera is the first rule in life: see to everything yourself.
Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.
The saddest life is that of a political aspirant under democracy. His failure is ignominious and his success is disgraceful.
Menalwaystry tomake virtues oftheir weaknesses.Fear of death and fear of life become piety.
The greatest of all the contributions of the Americanway of life to the salvation of humanity.
A wind sways in the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On the flooring and over the lines Of the roots here and there. The pine tree drops its dead; Theyare quiet, as under the sea. Overhead, overhead Rushes life in a race, As the clouds the clouds chase; And we go, And we drop like the fruits of the tree, Even we, Even so.
Here one is in Later Life, and it's perfectly pleasant really, not for a moment that garden of cactus and sour grapes I'd always assumed it must be.
What one wants in this world isn't so much to'live' as tobe lived, to be used by life for its own purposes.
Many continentals think life is a game, the English think cricket is a game.
I know the law since I have spent my entire life in its flagrant disregard.
I am not charmed with the ideal of life held out by those who think that the normal state of human beings is that of struggling to get on. I know not why it should be a matter of congratulation that persons who are already richer than any one needs to be, should have doubled their means of consuming things which give little or no pleasure except as representative of wealth.
A party of order or stability, and a party of progress or reform, are both necessaryelements of a healthystate of political life.
If the roads, the railways, the banks, the insurance offices, the great joint-stockcompanies, the universities, and the public charities, were all of them branches of government; if, in addition, the municipal corporations and local boards, with all that now devolves on them, became departments of the central administration; if the employees of all these different enterprises were appointed and paid by the government, and looked to the government for every rise in life; not all the freedom of the press and popular constitution of the legislature would make this or any other country free otherwise than in name.
It's not true that life is one damn thing after anotherit's one damn thing over and over.
Willie was a salesman. And for a salesman, there is no rock bottom to life He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling backthat's an earthquake.
Success, instead of giving freedom ofchoice, becomes a way of life.
The artist does not tinker with the universe; he recreates it out of his own experience and understanding of life.
Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.
Nowhere have I encountered such a dull, monotonous fabric of life as here in America. Here boredom reaches its peak.
Art is onlya means to life, to the life more abundant. It is not in itself the life more abundant In becoming an end it defeats itself.
I have always looked upon decayas being just as wonderful an expression of life as growth.
It is the creative nature of man which has refused to let him lapse back into that unconscious unity with life which characterizes the animal world from which he made his escape.
The poem is the dream made flesh, in a two-fold sense: as work of art, and as life, which is a work of art.
Life, as it is called, is for most of us one long postponement.
Alas! What boots it with uncessant care To tend the homely slighted Shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless muse; Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair? Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with th'abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life.
A good book isthe precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purposeto a life beyond life.
Behold me then, me for him, life for life I offer, on me let thine anger fall; Account me man; I for his sake will leave Thy bosom, and this glory next to thee Freely put off, and for him lastly die Well pleased, on me let Death wreck all his rage. 582
Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st Live well, how long or short permit to heaven.
To live a life half dead, a living death.
Death to life is crown or shame.
Thus you see, Sir, that these people are not so unpolished as we represent them.'Tis true, their magnificence is of a different taste from ours, and perhaps of a better. I am almost of opinion, they have a right notion of life. They consume it in music, gardens, wine, and delicate eating, while we are tormenting our brains with some scheme of politics, or studying some sciencetowhichwe canneverattain, or, if we do, cannot persuade other people to set that value upon it we do ourselves We die or grow old before we can reap the fruit of our labours.Considering what short-lived weak animals men are, is there any study so beneficial as the study of present pleasure?
You bind the goods and trappings of your life together with your dreams to make a place that is uniquely your own.
It comes to this: of whatever sort it is, it must be'lit with piercing glances into the life of things'; it must acknowledge the spiritual forces which have made it.
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet; Oh! the last rays of feeling and life must depart Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.
There was nothing but pain in the desert, for human beings and animals alike.Lifewaspain.Only indeathwas there relief.
The chief aim of their constitution is that, whenever public needs permit, all citizens should be free, so far as possible, to withdraw their time and energy from the service of the body, and devote themselves to the freedom and culture of the mind. For that, they think, is the real happiness of life.
Thus they say that nature herself prescribes for us a joyous life, in other words, pleasure, as the goal of our actions; and living according to her prescriptions isto be defined as virtue.
Many things are unspoken In the life of a man, and with a place there is an unspoken love also in undercurrents, drifting, waiting its time.
Life is a foreign language: all men mispronounce it.
When you sell a man a book, you don't sell him12 ounces of paper and ink and glueyou sell him a whole new life.
Venice will linger in your mindand wherever you go in life you will feel somewhere over your shoulder, a pink, castellated, shimmering presence, the domes and riggings and crooked pinnacles of the Serenissima. There's romance for you! There's the lust and dark wine of Venice! No wonder George Eliot's husband fell into the Grand Canal.
The shelf life of the modern hardback writer is somewhere between the milk and the yoghurt.
Life itself is a mystery which defies solution.
All my life I've beenworking on the workevery canvas a sentence or paragraph of it. Each picture is onlyan approximation of what I want.
Oh these deceits are strong almost as life. Last night I dreamt I was in the labyrinth, And woke far on. I did not know the place.
The life of every man is an endlessly repeated performance of the life of man.
Since then they have pulled our ploughs and borne our loads. But that free servitude still can pierce our hearts. Our life is changed; their coming our beginning.
The tendency nowadays to wander in wildernesses is delightful to see. Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains isgoing home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.
Few have probably ever heard of Fra Luca Pacioli, the inventor of double-entry bookkeeping; but he has probably had much more influence on human life than has Dante or Michelangelo.
Social life ismutual negotiation and society, social order, relies on this mutual negotiation between individuals; this represents both creed and particular reality in American society. In no other society is this creed and the corresponding reality as prominent as the United States.
Do such moments really mean, as they seem to, that we have a life of happiness with whichwe onlyoccasionally, knowingly, intersect? Do theyshed such light beforeand after that all that has happened in our livesor that we've made to happencan be dismissed?
He was a sociologist; he had gotten into an intellectual muddle early on in life and never managed to get out.
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
Life is a great surprise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.
Human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure unfinished masterpiece.
Life is not having been told that the man has just waxed the floor.
I eat my peas with honey; I've done it all my life. They do taste kinda funny, but it keeps 'em on the knife.
The dramatic critic who is without prejudice is on the plane with the general who does not believe in taking human life.
La vie d'un poe' te est celle de tous. The life of the poet is the life of everyone.
May He support us all the day long, till the shades lengthen, and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done! Then in His mercy may He give us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last.
Music is life, and, like it, inextinguishable.
Perhapsthemost sublimeinsights oftheJewishprophets and the Christian gospel is the knowledge that since perfection is love, the apprehension of perfection is at once the means of seeing one's imperfections and the consoling assurance of grace which makes this realization bearable. This ultimate paradox of high religion is not an invention of theologians or priests. It is constantly validated by the most searching experiences of life.
Without music, life would be a mistake.
In the tournament of life, which is the biggest major, I have one of the best records ever.
Here, of all her cities, throbbed the true lifethe true power and spirit of America; gigantic, crude with the crudityof youth, disdaining rivalry; saneand healthyand vigorous; brutal in its ambition, arrogant in the new- found knowledge of its giant strength, prodigal of its wealth, infinite in its desires.
DerTod ist das romantisierende Prinzip unsers Lebens. DerTod istdas Leben. Durch denTod wird das Leben verst a« rkt. Death is the romantic principle of Life. Death islife. Through death life is intensified.
Ordinary life bypassed me, but I also bypassed it. It couldn't have been any other way.Conventional life and conventional people are not for me.
When things go wrong and will not come right, Though you do the best you can, When life looks black as the hour of night
Go out and fight so life shouldn't be printed on dollar bills.
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
Life is foreach man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.
Man's loneliness is but his fear of life!
Life is perhaps most wisely regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings, and every day is a life in miniature.
A person of bourgeois origin goes through life with some expectation of getting what he wants, within reasonable limits. Hence the fact that in times of stress 'educated'people tend to come to the front.
Probably the battle of Waterloo was won on the playing- fields of Eton, but the opening battles of all subsequent wars have been lost there.One of the dominant facts in English life during the past three-quarters of a century has been the decay of ability in the ruling class.
The books one reads in childhood, and perhaps most of all the bad and good bad books, create in one's mind a sort of false map of the world, a series of fabulous countries into which one can retreat at odd moments throughout the rest of life, and which in some cases can even survive a visit to the real countries which they are supposed to represent.
Donec eris felix, multos numerabis amicos Tempora si fuerint nubila, solus eris. So long as you are fortunate, you will count many
'Strange friend,' I said,'here is no cause to mourn.' 'None,'said the other,'save the undone years, The hopelessness.Whatever hope is yours Was my life also; I went hunting wild After the wildest beauty in the world.'
All that is really necessary for survival of the fittest, it seems, is an interest in life, good, bad, or peculiar.
There is something that Governments care for far more than human life, and that is the security of property. So it is through property that we shall strike the enemy Be militant each in your own way I incite this meeting to rebellion.
Lady, lady, should you meet One whose ways are all discreet, One who murmurs that his wife Is the lodestar of his life, One who keeps assuring you That he never was untrue, Never loved another one Lady, lady, better run!
Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea; And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Roumania.
A judge is not supposed to know anything about the facts of life until they have been presented in evidence and explained to him at least three times.
La chose la plus importante a' toute la vie est le choix du me tier: le hasard en dispose. The most important thing in life is to choose a profession: chance arranges for that.
If I could live my life over again there is one thing I would change. I would want to be able to eat less.
I have got the North Pole out of my system after twenty- three years of effort, hard work, disappointments, hardships, privations, more or less suffering, and some risks The work is the finish, the cap and climax of nearly four hundred years of effort, loss of life, and expenditure of fortunes by the civilized nations of the world, and it has been accomplished in a way that is thoroughly American. I am content.
Once we truly know that life is difficultonce we understand and accept itthen life isno longer difficult. Because once it is accepted, it no longer matters.
The healthy life is hardly one marked by an absence of crises. In fact, an individual's psychological health is distinguished by how early he or she can meet crisis.
L'architecture est le miroir me" me de la vie. Il n'est que de jeter les yeux sur des e difices pour sentir la pre sence du passe , l'esprit d'un lieu; ils sont le reflet de la socie te . Architecture is the very mirror of life.You only have to cast your eyes on buildings to feel the presence of the past, the spirit of a place; they are the reflection of society.
Thenover thepark (where Ifirst inmy life, it being a great frost, did see people sliding with their skates, which is a very pretty art).
My wife, who, poor wretch, is troubled with her lonely life.
As Einstein once said, ordinary life in an ordinary day in the modern world is a dreary business. I mean dreary. People will do anything just to escape this dreariness.
English life, while very pleasant, is rather bland. I expected kindness and gentilityand I found it, but there is such a thing as too much couth.
It is the man of science, eager to have his every opinion regenerated, his every idea rationalized, by drinking at the fountain of fact, and devoting all the energies of his life to the cult of truth, not as he understands it, but as he does not yet understand it, that ought properly to be called a philosopher.
Seek not, my soul, immortal life, but make the most of the resources that are within your reach.
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig- tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked.One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poetI saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig-tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
The unexamined life is not worth living.
First follow Nature, and your judgement frame By her just standard, which is still the same: Unerring Nature, still divinely bright, One clear, unchanged, and universal light, Life, force and beauty must to all impart, At once the source and end and test of art.
Awake, my St.John! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since Life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of man; A mighty maze! but not without a plan.
'Tis from high life high characters are drawn; A saint in crape is twice a saint in lawn.
Men, some to business, some to pleasure take; But every woman is at heart a rake: Men, some to quiet, some to public strife; But every lady would be Queen for life.
There is no history of mankind, there are only many histories of all kinds of aspects of human life. And one of these is the history of political power. This is elevated into the history of the world.
No good poetry is written in a manner twenty years old, for to write in such a manner shows conclusively that the writer thinksfrombooks, conventionand cliche ; and not from life.
One of the worst things about life is not how nasty the nasty people are.You know that already. It is how nasty the nice people can be.
If you don't spend every morning of your life writing, it's awfully difficult to know what to do otherwise.
It is that cricket field that, in all the sharp and bitter moments of life as they come to me now, gives me a sense of wholesome proportion: 'At least I am not playing cricket!'
Rise not till noon, if life be but a dream, As Greek and Roman poets have exprest: Add good example to so grave a theme, For he who sleeps the longest lives the best.
The detective novel isthe classic example of a specialized form of art removed from contact with the life it pretends to build on.
Concerning the gods I am not in a position to know either that they are or that they are not, or what theyare like in appearance; for there are many things that are preventing knowledge, the obscurity of the matter and the brevity of human life.
Il vaut mieux re" ver sa vie que la vivre, encore que la vivre ce soit encore la re" ver. It's better to dream your life than to live it, and even though you live it, you will still dream it.
What is our life? a play of passion; Our mirth the music of division; Our mothers' wombs the tiring-houses be Where we are dressed for this short comedy. Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is, That sits and marks still who doth act amiss; Our graves that hide us from the searching sun Are like drawn curtains when the play is done. Thus march we, playing, to our latest rest, Only we die in earnestthat's no jest.
ThepoorestHethat isinEnglandhathalifetoliveaswellas the greatest He, and therefore, truly Sirs,Ithink that every man that is to live under a Government ought first, by his own consent, to put himself under that Government.
Every manwho has lived his life tothe full, should, by the time his senior years are reached, have established a reserve inventory of unfinished thinking.
All my originality consistsin giving life in human fashion to beings which are impossible according to the laws of possibility.
I made the decision long ago that to be afraid would be to diminish my life.
Remember that you are an Englishman, and have consequently won first prize in the lottery of life.
It's funny when you feel as if you don't want anything more in your life except to sleep, or else to lie without moving. That's when you can hear time sliding past you, like water running.
Coldcold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life.
Your mind now, moldering like wedding-cake, heavy with useless experience, rich with suspicion, rumour, fantasy, crumbling to pieces under the knife-edge of mere fact. In the prime of your life.
My soul's a trampled duelling ground where Sade, the gallant marquis, fences for his life against the invulnerable retrograde Masoch, his shade, more constant than a wife.
Car loin de le [le lecteur] ne gliger, l'auteur aujourd'hui proclame l'absolu besoin qu'il a de son concours actif, conscient, cre ateur. Ce qu'il lui demande, ce n'est plus de recevoir tout fait un monde acheve , plein, clos sur lui- me" me, c'est au contraire de participer a' une cre ation, d'inventer a' son tour l'½uvreet le mondeet d'apprendre ainsi a' inventer sa propre vie. Far from neglecting him [the reader], the author today proclaims the absolute necessity of the reader's active, conscious and creative assistance.What he demands of the reader is no longer to receive a ready-made world, complete, full, closed in upon itself.On the contrary, the reader isasked toparticipateinthe creation, toinvent for himself aworkand the worldand tounderstand thus how to invent his own life.
Le Bonheur e tait ma fatalite , mon remords, mon ver: ma vie serait toujours trop immense pour e" tre de voue e a' la force et a' la beaute . Happiness was my fate, my remorse, my worm: my life would always be too large to be dedicated to force and to beauty.
Premie' re approximation: j'e cris pour de truire, en les de crivant avec pre cision, des monstres nocturnes qui menacent d'envahir ma vie e veille e. First general point: I write to destroy, by describing exactly the nocturnal monsters that threaten to invade my waking life.
Then old age and experience, hand in hand, Lead him to death, and make him understand, After a search so painful and so long, That all his life he has been in the wrong. Huddled in dirt, the reasoning engine lies, Who was so proud, so witty, and so wise.
That cordial drop heaven in our cup has thrown To make the nauseous draught of life go down.
An age in her embraces passed, Would seem a winter's day; Where life and light, with envious haste, Are torn and snatched away. But, oh how slowly minutes roll, When absent from her eyes That feed my love, which is my soul, It languishes and dies.
In the springtime of America's cultural life, its itinerant folk artiststook totheroad to record the life and times of a people.Perhaps never again will we have an artistic record created in such direct and unassuming terms.
And what a congress of stinks! Roots ripe as old bait, Pulpy stems, rank, silo-rich, Leaf-mold, manure, lime, piled against slippery planks. Nothing would give up life: Even the dirt kept breathing a small breath.
I want to ask you gentlemen, if I cannot give consent to my own death, then whose body is this? Who owns my life?
Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save.
Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.
They die not,for their life was death,but cease; And round their narrow lips the mould falls close.
My Life as a Man.
'In fact,' Sam the Gonoph says,'I long ago come to the conclusion that all life is 6 to 5 against.'
Most of what matters in your life takes place in your absence.
Government and co-operation are in all things the laws of life; anarchy and competition the laws of death.
There is no wealth but life.
Life without industry isguilt, and industry without art is brutality.
Philosophy, if it cannot answer so many questions as we could wish, has at least the power of asking questions which increase the interest of the world, and show the strangeness and wonder lying just below the surface even in the commonest things of daily life.
Two men who differ as to the ends of life cannot hope to agree about education.
Flops are a part of life's menu, and I've never been a girl to miss out on any of the courses.
Hab|a un solo t u nel, oscuro y solitario: el m|o, el t u nel en que hab|a transcurrido mi infancia, mi juventud, toda mi vida Yentonces, mientras yo avanzaba siempre por mi pasadizo, ella viv|a afuera su vida normal, la vida agitada que llevan esas gentes que viven afuera. There was only one tunnel, dark and solitary: mine, the tunnel in which I had spent my childhood, my youth, my entire life And then, while I kept moving through my passageway, she lived her normal life outside, the exciting life of people who live outside.
Life is not easy. I paint the memory of happiness.
L'expe rience nous montre qu'aimer ce n'est point nous regarder l'un l'autre mais regarder ensemble dans la me" me direction. Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking together in the same direction.
La vie cre e l'ordre, mais l'ordre ne cre e pas la vie. Life creates order, but order does not create life.
Quiconque craint la contradiction et demeure logique tue en lui la vie. Whoever fears contradiction and remains logical kills life within himself.
Nous ne pouvons arracher une seule page de notre vie, mais nous pouvons jeter le livre au feu. We cannot tear out a single page from our life, but we can throw the entire book in the fire.
I never made a mistake in grammar but once in my life and as soon as I done it I seen it.
A baby is God's opinion that life should go on.
The events of life have never fallen into the form of the short story or the form of the poem, or into any other form.Yourown consciousnessisthe only formyouneed.
How right it seemed that he should reach the span Of comfortable years allowed to man! Splendid to eat and sleep and choose a wife, Safe with his wound, a citizen of life. He hobbled blithely through the garden gate, And thought: 'Thank God they had to amputate!'
When all is said and done, leading a good life is more important than keeping a good diary.
Alone The word is life endured and known. It is the stillness where our spirits walk And all but inmost faith is overthrown.
My father still reads the dictionary every day. He says that your life depends on your power to master words.
Das Leben ist Nur ein Moment, derTod ist auch nur einer. Life is but a moment. Death is but a moment, too.
Mehr als das Leben lieb' ich meine Freiheit. More than life, I cherish freedom.
The military struggle may frankly be regarded for what it actually was, namely a war for independence, an armed attempt to impose the views of the revolutionists on the British government and large sections of the colonial populationat whatevercosttofreedomofopinionor the sanctity of life and property.
Wir tappen im Labyrinth unsers Lebenswandels und im Dunkel unserer Forschungen umher: helleAugenblicke erleuchten dabei wie Blitze unsernWeg. We grope about in the labyrinth of our life and in the obscurity of our investigations; bright moments illuminate our path like flashes of lightning.
Unsterblichkeit der Individualit a« t verlangen heiÞt eigentlich einen Irrtum ins Unendliche perpetuieren wollen. Denn im Grunde ist doch jede Individualit a« t nur ein spezieller Irrtum, Fehltritt, etwas, das besser nicht w a« re, ja wovon uns zuru« ckzubringen der eigentliche Zweck des Lebens ist. To desire immortality for theindividual isreally thesame as wanting to perpetuate an error for ever; for at bottom every individuality is really only a special error, a false step, something that it would be better should not be, in fact something from which it isthe real purpose of life to bring us back.
Die Szenen unsers Lebens gleichen den Bildern in groÞer Mosaik, welche in der N a« he keineWirkung tun, sondern von denen man fern stehn muss, um sie sch o« n zu finden. Thescenes ofour liferesemble picturesinrough mosaic; theyareineffective fromcloseup, and havetobe viewed from a distance if theyare to seem beautiful.
Wesitand lookout attheboysintheir happy playwe kneel still with one little cheek wistfully pressed against the paneand we go and stand before the glass.We see the complexion we were not to spoil, and the white frock Then the curse begins to act upon us. It finishes its work when we are grown women, who no more look out wistfullyat a more healthy life; we are contented.We fit our sphere as a Chinese woman's foot fits her shoe, exactly, as though God made bothand yet he knows nothing of either.
Life is too short to waste on the admiration of one man.
Then strip lads, and to it, though sharp be the weather, And if, by mischance, you should happen to fall, There are worse things in life than a tumble on the heather And life is itself a game of football.
Vitae, non scholae discimus. It is for life, not for school that we learn.
Seul le rythme provoque le court-circuit poe tique et transmue le cuivre en or, la parole en verbe. Only rhythm brings about a poetic short-circuit and transforms the copper into gold, the words into life.
Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I don't like that attitude. I can assure them it is much more serious than that.
I no longer desire happiness: life is nobler than that.
The great advantage of a hotel is that it's a refuge from home life.
Well, sir, you never can tell. That's a principle in life with me, sir, if you'll excuse my having such a thing, sir.
If you strike a child take care that you strike it in anger, evenattheriskof maiming itfor life. A blow incold blood neither can nor should be forgiven.
That damnable woman's trick of heaping obligations on a man, of placing yourself so entirelyand helplesslyat his mercy that at last he dare not take a step without running to you for leave. I know a poor wretch whose one desire in life is to run away from his wife. She prevents him by threatening to throw herself in front of the engine of the train he leaves her in. That is what all women do. If we try to go where you do not want us to go there is no law to prevent us; but when we take the first step your breasts are under our foot as it descends: your bodies are under our wheels as we start. No woman shall ever enslave me in that way.
In the arts of life man invents nothing; but in the arts of death he outdoes Nature herself, and produces by chemistry and machinery all the slaughter of plague, pestilence and famine.
Economy is the art of making the most of life.
Life levels all men: death reveals the eminent.
In my dreams is a country where the State is the Church and the Church the people: three in one and one in three. It is a commonwealth in which work is play and play is life: three in one and one in three. It is a temple in which the priest is the worshipper and the worshipper the worshipped: three in one and one in three. It is a godhead in which all life is human and all humanity divine: three in one and one in three. It is, in short, the dream of a madman.
Alcohol is a very necessaryarticle It makes life bearable to millions of people who could not endure their existence if they were quite sober. It enables Parliament to do things at eleven at night that no sane person would do at eleven in the morning.
Home life as we understand it is no more natural to us than a cage is natural to a cockatoo.
You see, family life is all the life she knows: she's like a bird bornina cage, that would dieif you let it looseinthe woods.
Mont Blanc yet gleams on high: the power is there, The still and solemn power of many sights And many sounds, and much of life and death. In the long glare of day, the snows descend Upon that Mountain; none beholds them there, Nor when the flakes burn in the sinking sun, Or the sunbeams dart through them.
Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power, which seems omnipotent: To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent; This, like thy glory,Titan, is to be Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life,Joy, Empire and Victory.
Our Adonais has drunk poisonoh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life's early cup with such a draught of woe?
He hath awakened from the dream of life 'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance, strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings.
The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly: Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Life may change, but it may fly not, Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed,but it returneth!
We took away their countryand their means of support, broke up their mode of living, their habits of life, introduced disease and decayamong them and it was for this and against this they made war.Could anyone expect less?
Comedy is an imitation of the common errors of our life, which he representeth in the most ridiculous and scornful sort that may be, so as it is impossible that any beholder can be content to be such a one.
For he counteracts the powers of darkness by his electrical skin and glaring eyes. For he counteracts the Devil, who is death, by brisking about the life. For in his morning orisons he loves the sun and the sun loves him. For he is of the tribe of Tiger.
In ease of body, peace of mind, all the different ranks of life are nearly upon a level and the beggar who suns himself by the side of the highway, possesses that security which kings are fighting for.
The man whose life is spent in performing a few simple operations of which the effects too are, perhaps, always the same or very nearly the same, has no occasion to exert his understanding, or to exercise his invention. He generally becomes asstupidand ignorant asit ispossible for a human creature to become.
Therearetwothingstoaimat inlife: first, toget what you want; and, after that, to enjoy it.Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second.
People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.
Oh, no, no, no, it was too cold always (Still the dead one lay moaning) I was much too far out all my life And not waving but drowning.
I believe the intellectual life of the whole of western society is increasingly being split into two polar groups Literary intellectuals at one poleat the other scientists, and as the most representative, the physical scientists. Between the two a gulf of mutual incomprehension.
The unexamined life is not worth living.
The white race is the cancer of human history, it is the white race, and it aloneits ideologies and inventionswhich eradicates autonomous civilizations wherever it spreads, which has upset the ecological balance of the planet, which now threatens the very existence of life itself.
Illness is the night-side of life, a more onerous citizenship.Everyone who isborn holds dual citizenship, inthekingdomofthewell and inthekingdomofthesick. Although we all prefer to use only the good passport, sooneror latereach of us is obliged, at least fora spell, to identify ourselves as citizens of that other place.
Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.
Parents learn a lot from their children about coping with life.
One's prime is elusive.You little girls, when you grow up, must be onthealertto recognise your primeat whatever time of your life it may occur.You must live it to the full.
Give me a girl at an impressionable age, and she is mine for life.
A nice girl should only fall in love once in her life.
As fattening is the first duty of fashionable female life, it must be duly enforced by the rod if necessary. I got up a bit of flirtation with missy, and induced her to rise and shake hands with me. Her face was lovely, but her body was as round as a ball.
The names of those who in their lives fought for life, Who wore at their hearts the fire's centre. Born of the sun they travelled a short while towards the sun, And left the vivid air signed with their honour.
Poetry cannot take sides except with life.
Fretting grief the enemy of life.
Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, Ease after war, death after life does greatly please.
So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortal life the leaf, the bud, the flower, No more doth flourish after first decay, That erst was sought to deck both bed and bower, Of manya lady, and many a paramour: Gather therefore the rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the rose of love, whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst love' d be with equal crime.
One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washe' d it away; Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. 'Vain man,'said she,'that doest in vain assay A mortal thing so to immortalise, For I my self shall like to this decay, And eke my name be wipe' d out likewise.' 'Not so,'quod I,'let baser things devise To die in dust, but you shall live by fame: My verse your virtues rare shall eternise, And in the heavens write your glorious name. Where when as death shall all the world subdue, Our love shall live, and later life renew.'
Yet never can he die, but dying lives, And doth himself with sorrow new sustain, That death and life attonce unto him gives, And painful pleasure turns to pleasing pain.
Most glorious Lord of Life! that, on this day, Didst makeThy triumph over death and sin; And having harrowed hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win:
Most glorious Lord of Life! that, on this day, Didst makeThy triumph over death and sin; And having harrowed hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win:
Homo liber de nulla re minus quam de morte cogitat; et ejus sapienta non mortis, sed vitae meditatio est. A free man thinks of nothing less than of death, and his wisdom is a meditation not of death but of life.
L'amour est l'histoire de la vie des femmes, c'est un e pisode dans celle des hommes. Love is the story of a woman's life, but onlyan episode in the life of a man.
Les pa|«e ns ont divinise la vie, et les chre tiens ont divinise la mort. Pagans deified life and Christians deified death.
We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men and women are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
Quite as many false ideas prevail as to woman's true position in the home as to her status elsewhere. Womanhood is the great fact in her life; wifehood and motherhood are but incidental relations.
The Old Testament makes woman a mere after-thought in creation; the author of evil; cursed in her maternity; a subject in marriage; and all female life, animal and human, unclean.
This is the prospect from the watershed, and when the traveller reaches it, it is a good thing to take an hour's leisure and lookout on the visible portions of the journey, since never in one's life can one seethe same view twice.
Photography was conceived as a mirror of the universal elements and emotions ofthe everydayness of lifeas a mirror of the essential oneness of mankind throughout the world.
Le pire des malheurs en prison, pensa-t-il, c'est de ne pouvoir fermer sa porte. The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
Digressions, incontestably, are the sunshine;theyare the life, the soul of reading;take them out of this book for instance,you might as well take the book along with them.
Hail, ye small sweet courtesies of life.
True Shandeism, think what you will against it, opensthe heart and lungs, and like all those affections which partake of its nature, it forces the blood and other vital fluids of the body to run freely through its channels, and makes the wheel of life run long and cheerfully round.
Literature is based not on life but on propositions about life, of which this is one.
The fact is, we are much more afraid of life than our ancestors, and cannot find it inourhearts either tomarry or not tomarry.Marriage isterrifying, but so is a cold and forlorn old age.
Give to me the life I love, Let the lave go by me, Give the jolly heaven above And the byway nigh me. Bed in the bush with the stars to see, Bread I dip in the river There's the life for a man like me, There's the life for ever.
The Church's one foundation Is Jesus Christ, her Lord; She is his new creation By water and the word; From heaven he came and sought her To be his holy bride, With his own blood he bought her. And for her life he died.
What makes saintliness in my view, as distinguished from ordinary goodness, is a certain quality of magnanimityand greatness of soul that brings life within the circle of the heroic.
So long as the law considers all these human beings, with beating heartsand living affections,onlyassomany things belonging tothemasterso long asthefailure, or misfortune, or imprudence, or death of the kindest owner, may cause them any day to exchange a life of kind protection and indulgence for one of hopeless miseryand toilso long is it impossible to make anything beautiful or desirable in the best-regulated administration of slavery.
London, hast thou accused me Of breach of laws, the root of strife? Within whose breast did boil to see, So fervent hot, thy dissolute life, That even the hate of sins that grow Within thy wicked walls so rife, For to break forth did convert so That terror could it not repress.
Life is one-tenth Here and Now, nine-tenths a history lesson. For most of the time the Here and Now is neither now nor here.
Till life and death remember, Till thou remember and I forget.
Strength without hands to smite, Love that endures for a breath; Night, the shadow of light, And Life, the shadow of death.
For the crown of our life as it closes Is darkness, the fruit thereof dust; No thorns go as deep as a rose's, And love is more cruel than lust. Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives; And marriage and death and division Make barren our lives.
Sleep; and if life was bitter to thee, pardon, If sweet, give thanks; thou hast no more to live; And to give thanks isgood, and to forgive.
As long as men are men, a poor society cannot be too poor to find a right order of life; nor a rich society too rich to have need to seek it.
Youare bornwithtwothings: existenceand opportunity, and these are the raw materials out of which you can make a successful life.
Death is the end of life; ah, why Should life all labour be?
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore, and when Through scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name; For always roaming with a hungry heart Much have I seen and known; cities of men And manners, climates, council, governments, Myself not least, but honoured of them all; And drunk delight of battle with my peers, Far on the ringing plains of windyTroy. I am part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life.
No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.
Ah, sad and strange as in dark summer dawns The earliest pipe of half-awakened birds To dying ears, when unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square; So sad, so strange, the days that are no more. Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feigned On lips that are for others; deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret; O Death in Life, the days that are no more.
Be near me when my light is low, When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick And tingle; and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of Being slow. Be near me when the sensuous frame Is racked with pains that conquer trust; And Time, a maniac scattering dust, And Life, a Fury slinging flame.
That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete.
So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life.
Dost thou look back on what hath been, As some divinely gifted man, Whose life in low estate began And on a simple village green; Who breaks his birth's invidious bar, And grasps the skirts of happy chance, And breasts the blows of circumstance, And grapples with his evil star.
There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries,'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps,'She is late;' The larkspur listens,'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers,'I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airya tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat; Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.
Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
Like a lower form of life, like the cross-eyed planarian or squashed amoeba, the sort of creature that can't die even when it is cut to pieces.
You're thinking, you're no better than you should be, Polly, and that's good enough for me.Oh, isn't life a terrible thing, thank God?
For the life in them he loved most living things, But a tree chiefly.
Life is not hurrying on to a receding future, nor hankering after an imagined past. It is the turning aside like Moses to the miracle of the lit bush, to a brightness that seemed as transitory as your youth once, but is the eternity that awaits you.
We are beginning to see now it is matter is the scaffolding of spirit; that the poet emerges from morphemes and phonemes; that as form in sculpture is the prisoner of the hard rock, so in everyday life it is the plain facts and natural happenings that conceal God and reveal him to us little by little under the mind's tooling.
How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book! The at present unutterable things we may find somewhere uttered.
We can never have enough of nature. . . .We need to witness our own limits transgressed, and some life pasturing freely where we never wander.
Our life is frittered away by detail.
Some men go through life absolutely miserable because, despite the most enormous achievements, they just didn't do one thinglike the architect who didn't build St Paul's. I didn't quite build St Paul's, but I stood on more mountain tops than possibly I deserved.
Greater love hath no man than this, that he lay down his friends for his life.
They lead, as a matter of fact, an existence of jumpiness and apprehension. They sit on the edge of the chair of Literature. In the house of Life they have the feeling that they have never taken off their overcoats.
Her own mother lived the latter years of her life in the horrible suspicion that electricity was dripping invisibly all over the house.
Our body is a machine for living. It is organized for that, it is its nature. Let life go on in it unhindered and let it defend itself, it will do more than if you paralyse it by encumbering it with remedies.
I am convinced that the history of so-called scientific work in our famous centers of European civilization will, in a couple of hundred years, represent an inexhaustible source of laughter and sorrow for future generations. The learned men of the small western part of our European continent lived for several centuries under the illusionthatthe eternal blessed life wastheWest'sfuture. They were interested in the problem of when and where this blessed life would come.But they never thought of how they were going to make their life better.
I will never believe again that the sea was ever loved by anyone whose life was married to it.
Angkor is perhaps the greatest of Man's essays in rectangular architecture that has yet been brought to life.
The primary duty of a serious biographer is to illuminate hissubject'slife work, nottoplay thespy inhisbedroom.
Never think that you're not good enough yourself. A man should never think that. My belief is that in life people will take you much at your own reckoning.
We cannot have heroes to dine with us. There are none. And were those heroes to be had, we should not like themthe persons whom you cannot care for in a novel, because they are so bad, are the very same that you so dearly love in your life, becausetheyare so good.
In1945 we did much more than draft an international agreement among 50 nations.Weset downonpaper the only principles that will enable civilized human life to continue to survive on this globe.
He held curls to be effeminate, and his own filled his life with bitterness.
There comes a time in every rightly constructed boy's lifewhenhehas a ragingdesiretogosomewhereand dig for hidden treasure.
To be, or not to be; that is the bare bodkin That makes calamity of so long life; For who would fardels bear, till Birnam Wood do come to Dunsinane, But that the fear of something after death Murders the innocent sleep, Great nature's second course, And makes us rather sling the arrows of outrageous fortune Than fly to others that we know not of. There's the respect must give us pause: Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Liberte :, hurlement de couleurs crispe es, entrelacements des contraires et de toutes les contradictions, des grotesques, des inconse quences:. Freedom:, a howl of unnerving colours, intertwinings of contrarities and contradictions, of the grotesque, of inconsistencies:.
La vida es duda, y la fe sin la duda es solo muerte. Life is doubt, and faith without doubt is nothing but death.
We the Peoples of the United Nations, determined to save succeeding generations from the scourge of war, whichtwice in our lifetime has brought untold sorrow to 873 mankind, and to reaffirm faith in fundamental human rights, in the dignityand worth of the human person, in the equal rights of men and women and of nations large and small, and to establish conditions under which justice and respect for the obligations arising from treaties and other sources of international law can be maintained, and to promote social progress and better standards of life in larger freedom, and for these ends, to practice tolerance and live together in peace with one anotherasgood neighbours, and tounite our strengthto maintain international peace and security, and to ensure by the acceptance of principles and the institution of methods, that armed force shall not be used, save in the common interest, and to employ international machinery for the promotion of the economic and social advancement of all peoples, have resolved to combine our efforts to accomplish these aims.
The throat: how strange, that there is not more erotic emphasis upon it. For here, through this compound pulsing pillar, our life makes its leap into spirit, and in the other direction gulps down what it needs of the material world.
It isno more easy to make a good picture than it isto find a diamond or a pearl. It means trouble and you risk your life for it.
King of comforts, King of life, Thou hast cheered me, And when fears and doubts were rife, Thou hast cleared me. Not a hook in all my breast But thou fill'st it, Not a thought in all my rest But thou kill'st it. Wherefore with my utmost strength I will praise thee, And as thou giv'st line, and length, I will raise thee.
I played with fire, did counsel spurn, Made life my common stake; But never thought that fire would burn, O that a soul could ache.
Labor omnia vicit improbus et duris urgens in rebus egestas. Toil conquered the world, unrelenting toil, and want that pinches when life is hard.
Mantua me genuit, Calabri rapuere, tenet nunc Parthenope; cecini pascua rura duces. Mantua brought me life,Calabria death; now Naples holds me: I sang of flocks and farms and heroes.
Keep bees and grow asparagus, watch the tides and listen to the wind instead of the politicians make up your own stories and believe them if you want to live the good life.
No life, my honest scholar, no life so happyand so pleasant as the life of a well-governed angler; for when the lawyer is swallowed up with business, and the statesman is preventing or contriving plots, then we sit on cowslip-banks, hear the birds sing, and possess ourselves in as much quietness as these silver streams, which we now see glide so quietly by us.
The poemis a little myth of man's capacity of making life meaningful. And in the end, the poem is not a thing we seeit is, rather, a light by which we may seeand what we see is life.
How do poems grow? They grow out of your life.
No race can prosper until it learns that there is as much dignity in tilling a field as in writing a poem. It is at the bottom of life we must begin, and not at the top.
See, the curse of children! In life they keep us frequently in tears, And in the cold grave leave us in pale fears.
Bourgeois society is infected by monomania: the monomania of accounting. For it, the only thing that has value is what can be counted in francs and centimes. It never hesitates to sacrifice human life to figures which look well onpaper, suchasnational budgets or industrial balance sheets.
It has been a damned serious businessBlucher and I have lost 30,000 men. It has been a damned nice thingthe nearest run thing you ever saw in your life By God! Idon'tthink it would have doneif Ihad not been there!
All thebusiness of war, and indeedall thebusiness of life, isto endeavour to find out what you don't know by what you do; that's what I call 'guessing what was at the other side of the hill'.
A sheltered life can be a daring life as well.For all serious daring starts from within.
If his thinking has been sound, then this world is at the end of its tether. The end of everything we call life is close at hand and cannot be evaded.
Jesu, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high; Hide me,O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past; Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last.
A life passed among pictures makes not a painterelse the policeman in the National Gallery might assert himself.
The AIDS epidemic has rolled back a big rotting log and revealed all the squirming life underneath it, since it involves, all at once, the main themes of our existence: sex, death, power, money, love, hate, disease and panic. No American phenomenon has been so compelling since theVietnam War.
Commuterone who spends his life In riding to and from his wife; A man who shaves and takes a train, And then rides back to shave again.
The mystery of life is not solved by success, which is an end in itself, but in failure, in perpetual struggle, in becoming.
The essence of Christianity is the appeal to the life of Christ as a revelation of the nature of God and of his agency in the world. The record is fragmentary, inconsistent and uncertain But there can be no doubt as to the elements in the record that have evoked the best in human nature. The Mother, the Child and the bare manger: the lowly man, homeless and self- forgetful, with his message of peace, love and sympathy: the suffering, the agony, the tender words as life ebbed, the final despair: and the whole with the authority of supreme victory.
Political democracy, as it exists and practically works in America, with all itsthreatening evils, supplies atraining- school for making first-class men. It is life's gymnasium, not of good only, but of all.
Columbus and his men, they say, Conveyed the virus hither Whereby my features rot away And vital powers wither; Yet had they not traversed the seas And come infected back, Why, think of all the luxuries That modern life would lack.
'Tis midnight, falls the lamp-light dull and sickly On a pale and anxious crowd, Through the court, and round the judges thronging thickly, With prayers they dare not speak aloud Two youths, two noble youths, stand prisoners at the bar You can see them through the gloom In the pride of life and manhood's beauty, there they are Awaiting their death-doom.
The moral life of man forms part of the subject matter of the artist, but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium.
All that I desire to point out is the general principle that Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life.
:The Book of Life begins with a man and a woman in a garden. : It ends with Revelations.
In married life three is company and two none.
The fights are the best part of married life. The rest is merely so-so.
When you're at war you think about a better life; when you're at peace you think about a more comfortable one.
But there comes a time in everybody's life when he must decide whether he'll live among human beings or nota fool among fools or a fool alone.
Thepreludetoresurrectionaswe experienceit inthislife is always powerlessness.We cannot raise ourselves by our own bootstrings.
We're all of us sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life!
It haunts me, the passage of time. I think time is a mercilessthing.Ithink life is a process of burning oneself out and timeisthefirethat burnsyou.But Ithink thespirit of man is a good adversary.
He was meddling too much in my private life.
Life is all memory except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going.
For there is a wind or a ghost of wind in all books echoing the life there, a high wind that fills the tubes of the ear until we think we hear a wind, actual.
The impulse to write a novel comes from a momentary unified vision of life.
My theme is always humanistic. Life today is junglelikeit is complex, it is inhuman in its materialism.
In this life you have to be your own hero.
DerTod ist kein Ereignis des Lebens. DenTod erlebt man nicht. Death isnot an event in life: we do not liveto experience death.
Lifeis a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.
Life itself, every moment of it, every drop of it, here, this instant, now, in the sun, in Regent's Park, was enough. Too much, indeed.
The interest in life does not lie in what people do, nor even in their relations to each other, but largely in the power to communicate with a third party, antagonistic, enigmatic, yet perhaps persuadable, which one may call life in general.
Iam nottrying totell a story.Yet perhapsit might be done in that way. A mind thinking. They might be islands of lightislands in the stream that I am trying to convey; life itself going on.
That best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love.
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour: England hath need of thee: she is a fen Of stagnant waters: altar, sword and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness.We are selfish men; Oh! raise us up, return to us again; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power. Thy soul was like a star, and dwelt apart; Thou hadst a voice whose sound was like the sea: Pure as the naked heavens, majestic, free, So didst thou travel on life's common way, In cheerful godliness; and yet thy heart The lowliest duties on herself did lay.
My whole life have I lived in pleasant thought, As if life's business were a summer mood; As if all needful things would come unsought To genial faith, still rich in genial good.
And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine; A being breathing thoughtful breath, A traveller between life and death; The reason firm, the temperate will, Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command.
On Man, on Nature, and on Human Life, Musing in solitude, I oft perceive Fair trains of images before me rise, Accompanied by feelings of delight Pure, or with no unpleasing sadness mixed.
Architecture isman'sgreat sense of himself embodied in a world of his own making. It may rise as high in quality only as its source because great art isgreat life.
Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid metake love easy, asthe leavesgrow on thetree; But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. In a field by the river my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid metake life easy, as thegrassgrows on the weirs; But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
Never to have lived is best, ancient writers say; Never to have drawn the breath of life, never to have looked into the eye of day; The second best's a gay goodnight and quickly turn away.
I love sport because I love life, and sport is one of the basic joys of life.
If you work very hard, and give life everything you've got, you may not quite make it.
If I can rejoice for a moment, Death at an early age would still be a long life.
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