|
6acf21f
|
... bel far niente has always been a cherished Italian ideal. The beauty of doing nothing is the goal of all your work, the final accomplishment for which you are most highly congratulated. The more exquisitely and delightfully you can do nothing, the higher your life's achievement. You don't necessarily need to be rich in order to experience this, either. There's another wonderful Italian expression: l'arte d'arrangiarsi - the art of making something out of nothing. The art of turning a few simple ingredients into a feast, or a few gathered friends into a festival. Anyone with a talent for happiness can do this, not only the rich.
|
|
happiness
life
richness
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
ac5aeb9
|
Life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. Time - when pursued like bandit - will behave like one; always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair color to elude you, slipping out the back door of the motel just as you're banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you. At some point you have to stop because it won't. You have to admit that you can't catch it. At some point, as Richard keeps telling me, you gotta let go and sit still and allow contentment to come to you.
|
|
life
time
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
6612c36
|
... the appreciation of pleasure can be an anchor of one's humanity.
|
|
life
pleasure
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
92c6f69
|
First of all, it's life. You don't win.
|
|
life
love
olympics
running
|
Jennifer Weiner |
|
4af6496
|
... both pleasure and devotion require a stress-free space in which to flourish...
|
|
life
love
pleasure
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
a1615f1
|
We have hands; we can stand on them if we want to. That's our privilege. That's the joy of a mortal body. And that's why God needs us. Because God loves to feel things through our hands.
|
|
god
life
mortality
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
bb4957a
|
This is what rituals are for. We do spiritual ceremonies as human beings in order to create a safe resting place for our most complicated feelings of joy or trauma, so that we don't have to haul those feelings around with us forever, weighing us down. We all need such places of ritual safekeeping.
|
|
joy
life
rituals
spirituality
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
0ebfa7e
|
So this was the Ashram's final joke on me? Once I had learned to accept my loud, chatty, social nature and fully embrace my inner Key Hostess - only then could I become The Quiet Girl in the Back of the Temple, after all?
|
|
irony
life
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
59bbf42
|
"Or, as Sextus, the ancient Pythagorian philosopher, said, "The wise man is always similar to himself." -" --
|
|
life
wise-men
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
c8d6d5c
|
It makes me wonder now, in middle age, if being spontaneous and kind and curious are all parts of our natural ability to swim.
|
|
inspiration
life
life-energy
|
Mark Nepo |
|
d46715e
|
"... "The world is afflicted with death and decay, therefore the wise do not grieve, knowing the terms of the world," says an old Buddhist teaching. In other words: Get used to it."
|
|
death
life
teaching
the-wise
world
|
Elizabeth Gilbert |
|
4860021
|
Most people seem to turn off at some point in their lives. Maybe it's thirty or forty. For most people it's lots younger. They stop there. Stop growing or changing or learning or something. From that point on they're dead.
|
|
banality
compromise
happy-thoughts
life
|
Katherine Dunn |
|
4e603cf
|
There came a time, however, when death ceased to be the enforcer of finitude and began to look, instead, like the last opportunity for radical transformation, the only plausible portal to the infinite.
|
|
life
|
Jonathan Franzen |
|
abddbd3
|
I don't want eternal life. I want a little joy, a large amount of pleasure, and a swift death once I lose the appetite for either.
|
|
life
pleasure
purpose
|
David Gemmell |
|
b9a4931
|
All things in the world are created for Man, yet all have two purposes. The waters run that we might drink of them, but they are also symbols of the futility of Man. They reflect our lives in rushing beauty, birthed in the purity of the mountains. As babes they babble and run, gushing and growing as they mature into strong young rivers. Then they widen and slow until at last they meander, like old men, to join with the sea. And like the soles of men in the Nethervoid, they mix and mingle until the sun lifts them again as raindrops to fall upon the mountains.
|
|
humanity
life
water
|
David Gemmell |
|
b8e6c9f
|
But my mother wanted her children to be educated by nuns and priests all dressed in black, the way it had been done down through the generations with her people. Taught by people who had a firm grasp of how big and awful the world could be.
|
|
life
nuns
parochial-schools
priests
religion
religious-education
schools
|
Edward P. Jones |
|
2d05b53
|
I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
|
|
irony
life
|
Markus Zusak |
|
4735021
|
During that time, The Mouth came by to pray with us, and my dad began to spend his evenings sitting in the yellow lawn chair and staring at the highway, or down in the basement with his isotope material, finding comfort in the stability that's created from decay.
|
|
life
loss
love
|
Miriam Toews |
|
b5876f8
|
All summers take me back to the sea. There in the long eelgrass, like birds' eggs waiting to be hatched, my brothers and sister and I sit, grasses higher than our heads, arms and legs like thicker versions of the grass waving in the wind, looking up at the blue sky. My mother is gathering food for dinner: clams and mussels and the sharply salty greens that grow by the shore. It is warm enough to lie here in the little silty puddles like bathwater left in the tub after the plug has been pulled. It is the beginning of July and we have two months to live out the long, nurturing days, watching the geese and the saltwater swans and the tides as they are today, slipping out, out, out as the moon pulls the other three seasons far away wherever it takes things. Out past the planets, far away from Uranus and the edge of our solar system, into the brilliantly lit dark where the things we don't know about yet reside. Out past my childhood, out past the ghosts, out past the breakwater of the stars. Like the silvery lace curtains of my bedroom being drawn from my window, letting in light, so the moon gently pulls back the layers of the year, leaving the best part open and free. So summer comes to me.
|
|
life
moon
sea
stars
summer-begins
|
Polly Horvath |
|
5bcd89c
|
She was a desperate woman with frailties just like her, temptations just like her, a woman who had needs, a woman who loved almost to the point of there being no more her anymore, a woman who probably cried too much, just like her, a woman afraid, wanting to believe rather than believing [...]
|
|
faith
family
life
love
tears
temptation
woman
|
Susan Vreeland |
|
de10719
|
It was strange: When you reduced even a fledgling love affair to its essentials - I loved her, she maybe loved me, I was foolish, I suffered - it became vacuous and trite, meaningless to anyone else. In the end, it's only the moments that we have, the kiss on the palm, the joint wonder at the furrowed texture of a fir trunk or at the infinitude of grains of sand in a dune. Only the moments.
|
|
kiss
life
love
moment
time
|
Susan Vreeland |
|
b3d6b13
|
Before this I had always held back, had never lived freely, not with Pietro, not even with Palmira, but here, where nothing was known, I did not fear judgment, and because Father and I shared the same sensibilities, all the rigidness of my living melted and I felt myself coming into myself. If it was genuine, if it would last, it was a wonderful feeling.
|
|
life
purpose
|
Susan Vreeland |
|
48f8b4d
|
Il dolore piu sincero si vive soltanto da soli.
|
|
life
loneliness
pain
|
Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
|
af6d980
|
Tova e edva nachaloto, za da postignesh kakvoto i da bilo v zhivota. Prirodnata darba e kato silata na edin atlet. Chovek mozhe da se rodi s poveche ili po-malko sposobnosti, no vse pak nikoi ne stava atlet samo zashchoto se e rodil visok, silen ili b'rz. Trud't, opit't i tekhnikata - te sa tezi, koito s'zdavat atleta ili choveka na izkustvoto. Umeniiata, s koito idvash na bial sviat, sa prosto boepripasi. Za da postignesh neshcho s tiakh, e nuzhno da prev'rnesh uma si v tochno or'die.
|
|
life
the-angel-s-game
zafon
|
Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
|
fea3d11
|
Because when a man tries to realize himself through the gifts with which nature has endowed him, he does the best and only meaningful thing he can do. That's why, in former days, I often said to you: don't try to imitate the thinker or the ascetic man, but be yourself, try to be yourself.
|
|
life
purpose
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
faa063d
|
Suffering is life.
|
|
life
suffering
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
|
9c287f7
|
Inlauntrul tau salasluia o imagine pe care ti-o facusesi tu despre viata, o incredere, o cerinta anume, erai gata de fapte, erai gata sa suferi, sa te ssacrifici - pentru ca apoi, pas cu pas, sa-ti dai seama ca lumea nu cerea de la tine niciun fel de fapte si sacrificii sau ceva de genul asta, ca viata nu e un poem eroic cu roluri de eroi si alte lucruri dintr-astea, ci un salon confortabil pentru oamenii cu obiceiuri burgheze, in care individul se declara pe deplin multumit daca maninca si bea, daca isi soarbe cafeaua, daca impleteste ciorapi, joaca taroc si asculta muzica la radio. Iar cine vrea altceva, purtind in el insusi eroicul si frumosul, admiratia pentru marii scriitori sau admiratia pentru sfinti, nu-i decit un nebun si un fel de cavaler Don Quijote.
|
|
life
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
41394a2
|
Auf diesem Platz hat schon mancher gedacht, hier ware der Ort fur ein tuchtiges Stuck Leben und Freude, hier musste etwas Lebendiges, Begluckendes wachsen konnen, hier mussten reife und gute Menschen ihre freudigen Gedanken denken und schone und heitere Werke schaffen.
|
|
growth
life
nature
place
society
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
311cc4d
|
They had started one of those wish-fulfillment kids' adventure books, where the boy hero has exactly the qualities he needs to triumph, at every moment... She'd been bored and annoyed, and at one point she tried to explain to Sebastian why it wasn't her favor-ite of his books. But Sebastian had loved the book unreservedly. Why hadn't she just read the fucking thing with gusto and relished every moment with her son? Why had she brought her adult judgment and professional story opinions to a book her kid loved? Of course the child hero should always triumph! Who wanted a kids' book to feel like real life? Real life was fucking intolerable.
|
|
child
childhood
hero
judgment
kid
life
reading
|
Maile Meloy |
|
ca613ba
|
Ich war ein Suchender und bin es noch, aber ich suche nicht mehr auf den Sternen und in den Buchern, ich beginne die Lehren zu horen, die mein Blut in mir rauscht
|
|
life
self
teachings
|
Hermann Hesse |
|
feafa69
|
We make our own lives wherever we are, after all[...]They are broad or narrow according to what we put into them, not what we get out. Life is rich and full here...everywhere...if we can only learn how to open our whole hearts to its richness and fullness.
|
|
life
lives
|
L.M. Montgomery |
|
1a2e836
|
"I denounce the do-gooders, the feel-gooders, the "activist clubs," and anyone else who makes people feel like the problem is being taken care of. Trust me. The problem is not being taken care of."
|
|
life
satire
|
Blake Nelson |
|
d979d81
|
"For the grace of bearing life's inevitable evils is itself a
|
|
good
life
philosophy
|
A.C. Grayling |
|
3d29fbb
|
So that the smile was not so much an attitude to be taken to life as the nature of the cruelty of life, a cruelty we cannot even choose to avoid, since it is human existence.
|
|
life
smile
|
John Fowles |
|
4cbbc26
|
At a certain point he learned the smarter play was to avoid the things that brought you low.
|
|
depression
life
sadness
|
Colson Whitehead |
|
c2b565b
|
People get rid of plenty when they move--sometimes they're changing not just places but personalities.
|
|
castoffs
furniture
interior-decorating
life
lives
moving
personality
|
Colson Whitehead |
|
5b584ca
|
A related point: The job of the imagination, in making a story from experience, may be not to gussy the story up but to tone it down. The fact is, the world is unbelievably strange and human behavior is frequently so weird that no kind of narrative except farce or satire can handle it. The function of the storyteller's imagination sometimes is simply to make it more plausible.
|
|
fiction
life
storytelling
writing
|
Ursula K. Le Guin |
|
d39ed44
|
"Alecto, have you noticed how downhill this little island is becoming?" Mandy questioned sadly. "All these organic food stores and yoga studios and cellular phone towers... Cape Breton was one of the only places left where it still had that nostalgic small town atmosphere but now... I've only been away for a year, how could things have changed so quickly? I mean, how can the world accept it?" "C'est la vie," said Alecto, looking extremely tired as he stared out the window at the late November maple keys fluttering down from vibrantly red trees lining the streets on either side of the windshield."
|
|
cape-breton
car
cell-phone
change
digital
drive
environmental
life
modernity
nostalgia
nova-scotia
organic
street
technology
tower
windshield
yoga
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
47b80d0
|
To a life of quiet desperation... and not leading it.
|
|
desperation
freedom
life
quiet
wealth
witty
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
2eaabb5
|
And that would be my method of locomotion, the Lion concluded. Not diplomas earned, but friendships bungled. Campaigns aborted. Errors in judgment and public humiliations.
|
|
journey
life
locomotion
|
Gregory Maguire |
|
f2de49c
|
Woe is the natural end of life, yet we go on having babies.
|
|
death
life
|
Gregory Maguire |
|
d1c397f
|
It's been a long, rocky life, with plenty of possibility but too much human ugliness.
|
|
life
possibility
|
Gregory Maguire |
|
899eef4
|
"Tell yourselves whatever you'd like, but I'm afraid it doesn't make it true," Mearth sighed, beginning to look impatient. "Step aside Mandy, I have to remediate him, otherwise you'll find yourself in a whole mess of trouble." "You can't do this, it's wrong," Mandy insisted. "You don't have a choice, Mandy! Either you let his life compromise the lives of everybody else in the world, or you let me remediate him and get it over with," Mearth icily declared. "...Do what she says, Mandy Valems...." Alecto added, standing up and staring with glazed eyes at Mearth. "I can't," said Mandy. "...Go away!" Alecto shouted at her suddenly, glaring with narrowed eyes, speaking in a voice that hardly sounded like his own. "Get out of here, Mandy Valems! I hate you, I want you to leave me alone! Go home and don't ever come back here!" "I...." Mandy started, looking totally shocked. "I said I hate you, don't you understand anything? Go away, get out of here!" Alecto repeated menacingly, stepping forward in a threatening manner. He looked like a mad dog, shivering as he chased her away from his site. She tearfully took off running, seeming both shocked and horrified, and he watched her leave for a moment with a blank expression, his dark eyes hollow. He looked like he was going to black out, but Mearth walked quickly towards him, for once not smiling at all. If it weren't for her eyes, she would've looked like a person. "That was very cruel of you to do, Sydney Tar Ponds. I thought you loved her," she disappointedly exclaimed. "I do love her, she's my friend, and that's why I said that stuff to her," Alecto replied forlornly. "None of it's true, I don't hate her at all... but I know what's going to happen and I don't want her to see it, so I lied to her and told her I hated her... can you explain to her after... why I said all that to her?"
|
|
death
depression
dog
dying
earth
environment
faith
friendship
grief
help
hope
illness
life
loss
love
nova-scotia
pollution
rescue
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
adad2b2
|
Esli ty khochesh' pomoch' tvoemu veteranu, izbegai tserkvei, pripisyvaiushchikh zlo potustoronnim silam - naprimer, d'iavolu, soblazniaiushchemu liudei ili vseliaiushchemusia v nikh. Delo, v chastnosti, v tom, chto, predstavliaia sebia zhertvoi vneshnego vozdeistviia (<>), chelovek ne mozhet vyrabotat' zreloi samootsenki, predpolagaiushchei razvitie i obogashchenie ot zhiznennogo opyta. Peishens Meison. <>
|
|
life
|
Tim O'Brien |
|
3c4410e
|
Produmyvaia detali, Ueid neozhidanno proniksia novym, ugriumym sochuvstviem k ottsu. Vot, znachit, kak ono bylo. Khodish', delaesh' svoi dela. Nesesh' etu noshu, zamurovyvaesh' sebia v molchanie, priachesh' adskuiu pravdu ot vsekh ostal'nykh i bol'shuiu chast' vremeni ot sebia tozhe. Nikakoi teatral'nosti. Grebesh' sneg, okolachivaesh'sia v politike ili torguesh' v iuvelirnom magazine; periodicheski ishchesh' zabveniia>>, predaesh' nastoiashchee kazhdym vdokhom iz puzyria s prognivshim proshlym. A potom v odin prekrasnyi den' obnaruzhivaesh' bel'evuiu verevku. Izumliaesh'sia. Podtaskivaesh' musornyi bak, vlezaesh' i podtsepliaesh' sebia k vechnosti, slovno vkliuchaesh'sia v elektricheskuiu set'. Ni zapisok, ni skhem - nikakikh ob'iasnenii. V chem iskusstvo i sostoit - iskusstvo ottsa, iskusstvo Keti: velichestvennyi perekhod v oblast' chistoi, vseob'emliushchei Tainy. Ne nado putat', podumal on, absoliutnoe zlo s neschastlivym detstvom. Uznat' - znachit razocharovat'sia. Poniat' - znachit byt' predannym. Vse zhalkie <> i <>, vse nizmennye motivy, vse abstsessy dushi, vse otvratitel'nye melkie urodstva lichnosti i istorii - ne bolee chem rekvizit, kotoryi ty priachesh' do samogo kontsa Pust' publika zavyvaet vo t'me, potriasaet kulakami, pust' odni krichat - Kak? , drugie - Pochemu?
|
|
life
suicide
|
Tim O'Brien |
|
8272e60
|
Quote by Robert, a garcon who accepted a 'fat envelope' to leave the Balzar: Anyway it is only in moments of crisis that we find lucidity about ourselves--though only after the crisis is over. Still, that's enough lucidity for anyone. Anyway, it is all the lucidity that life will give you. The crucial thing is that is was _our choice._ We made it. We _chose_ to leave. /293
|
|
crisis
life
lucidity
|
Adam Gopnik |
|
771e094
|
Arthur said, You must know that you don't love children for being good or bad. I know you know that. Why do you love them? Because you do, said Arthur. Because they don't know what's coming and maybe you do.
|
|
children
life
|
Jane Smiley |
|
5336506
|
Sometimes I wish it has been you.
|
|
life
love
olympics
running
|
Jennifer Weiner |
|
85ffd9b
|
I'm saying that it's a big decision. Your first love is important. It's part of your story The story you'll tell yourself, the one you'll tell about yourself, for the rest of your life.
|
|
life
love
olympics
running
|
Jennifer Weiner |
|
4469757
|
The afternoon had passed to a ghostly gray. She was struck by the immensity of things, so much water and sky and forest, and after a time it occurred to her that she'd lived a life almost entirely indoors. Her memories were indoor memories, fixed by ceilings and plastered white walls. Her whole life had been locked to geometries: suburban rectangles, city squares. First the house she'd grown up in, then dorms and apartments. The open air had been nothing but a medium of transit, a place for rooms to exist.
|
|
growing-up
home
house
indoors
lake
life
nature
rooms
sky
thought
|
Tim O'Brien |
|
8d560a7
|
A lot of who you were in middle age was determined before you had a chance to manipulate, control, or eve understand the things around you. It was no mystery, he thought, why some old people's minds returned to their youth; the wonder of those years, the discoveries, the first experience with the dirty secret of death, and the first stirrings of lust and love were indelible, drawn in luminous colors on clean canvas. Indeed, the first sex act was so mind-boggling that most people could still remember it clearly twenty, thirty, sixty years later.
|
|
humor
inspirational
life
love
lust
old
romance
science
sex
wisdom
|
Nelson DeMille |
|
f3d0a8c
|
But as I try and understand how life works--and why some people cope better than others with adversity--I come back to something to do with saying yes to life, which is love of life, however inadequate, and love for the self, however found. Not in the me-first way that is the opposite of life and love, but with a salmon-like determination to swim upstream, however choppy upstream is, because this is your stream...
|
|
coping
happiness
life
love-of-life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
6650d66
|
Your friends will still be your friends, if they're good friends.
|
|
life
love
olympics
running
|
Jennifer Weiner |
|
26984ba
|
"No respecter of evidence has ever found the least clue as to what life is all about, and what people should do with it. Oh, there have been lots of brilliant guesses. But honest, educated people have to identify with them as such--as guesses. What are guesses worth? Scientifically and legally, they are not worth doodley-squat. As the saying goes: "Your guess is as good as mine." The guesses we like best, as with so many things we like best, were taught to us in childhood--by people who loved us and wished us well. We are reluctant to criticize those guesses. It is an ultimate act of rudeness to find fault with anything which is given to us in a spirit of love. So a modern, secular education is often painful. By its very nature, it invites us to question the wisdom of the ones we love. Too bad. I have said that one guess is as good as another, but that is only roughly so. Some guesses are crueler than others--which is to say, harder on human beings, and on other animals as well. The belief that God wants heretics burned to death is a case in point. Some guesses are more suicidal than others. The belief that a true lover of God is immune to the bites of copperheads and rattlesnakes is a case in point. Some guesses are greedier and more egocentric than others. Belief in the divine right of kings and presidents is a case in point. Those are all discredited guesses. But it is reasonable to suppose that other bad guesses are poisoning our lives today. A good education in skepticism can help us to discover those bad guesses, and to destroy them with mockery and contempt. Most of them were made by honest, decent people who had no way of knowing what we know, or what we can find out, if we want to. We have one hell of a lot of good information about our bodies, about our planet, and the universe--about our past. We don't have to guess as much as the old folks did. Bertrand Russell declared that, in case he met God, he would say to Him, "Sir, you did not give us enough information." I would add to that, "All the same, Sir, I'm not persuaded that we did the best we could with the information we had. Toward the end there, anyway, we had tons of information."
|
|
life
meaning-of-life
secular-education
skepticism
theories
wisdom
|
Kurt Vonnegut Jr. |
|
7f8ebbb
|
Ia ZhERTVA TsEPI NESChASTNYKh SLUChAINOSTEI, KAK I VSE MY.
|
|
life
|
Kurt Vonnegut Jr. |
|
abd302c
|
Vi rendete conto che tutta la grande letteratura - Moby Dick, Huckleberry Finn, Addio alle armi, La lettera scarlatta, Il segno rosso del coraggio, l' Iliade e l' Odissea, Delitto e castigo, la Bibbia e The Charge of the Light Brigade di Tennyson - parla di che fregatura sia la vita degli esseri umani? (Non e liberatorio che qualcuno lo dica chiaro e tondo?)
|
|
inspirational
life
literature
|
Kurt Vonnegut Jr. |
|
ea639a3
|
Her favourite song was 'God Has Blotted Them Out,' which was meant to be about sins, but really was about anyone who had ever annoyed her, which was everyone. She just didn't like anyone and she just didn't like life. Life was a burden to be carried as far as the grave and then dumped. Life was a Vale of Tears. Life was a pre-death experience.
|
|
death
god
life
misanthropy
religion
revenge
vengeance
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
91da91d
|
Sometimes, when you're losing someone, you hang on to whatever tradition you can.
|
|
life
|
Mitch Albom |
|
b17282c
|
Once you learn how to die, you learn how to live.
|
|
life
|
Mitch Albom |
|
2e3fd39
|
People scooped up these tabloids, devoured their gossip.. But now, for some reason, I found myself thinking about Morrie whenever I read anything silly or mindless. I kept picturing him there, in the house with the Japanese maple.. counting his breath, squeezing out every moment with his loved ones, while I spent so many hours on things that meant absolutely nothing to me personally.
|
|
gossip
ill
life
live
love
moment
quality
senseless
|
Mitch Albom |
|
66d6f11
|
I was astonished by his complete lack of self-pity. Morrie, who could no longer dance, swim, bathe, or walk; Morrie, who could no longer answer his own door, dry himself after a shower, or even roll over in bed. How could he be so accepting? I watched him struggle with a fork, picking at a piece of tomato, missing it the first two times - a pathetic scene, and yet I could not deny that sitting in his presence was almost magically serene, the same calm breeze that soothed me back in college.
|
|
dying
ill
life
live
past
pity
presence
struggle
|
Mitch Albom |
|
4c888e0
|
I may be dying, but I am surrounded by loving, caring souls. How many people can say that?
|
|
death
dying
ill
life
live
love
|
Mitch Albom |
|
b80c457
|
I wrote articles about rich athletes who, for the most part, could not care less about people like me. .. My days were full, yet I remained, much of the time, unsatisfied. What happened to me?
|
|
change
life
time
unsatisfied
work
|
Mitch Albom |
|
dbd4efd
|
Yet here was Morrie talking with the wonder of our college years, as if I'd simply been on a long vacation. ..What happened to me? I once promised I would never work for money, that I would join the Peace Corps, that I would live in beautiful, inspirational places.
|
|
idealism
ideas
life
live
money
thoughts
work
young
|
Mitch Albom |
|
f1f0324
|
Yet here was Morrie talking with the wonder of our college years, as if I'd simply been on a long vacation. ..I once promised I would never work for money, that I would join the Peace Corps, that I would live in beautiful, inspirational places.
|
|
idealism
ideas
life
live
thoughts
university
work
young
|
Mitch Albom |
|
6dfa1d4
|
What happened to me? I asked myself. Morris's high, smoky voice took me back to my university years, when I thought rich people were evil, a shirt and tie were prison clothes, and life without freedom to get up and go - motorcycle beneath you, breeze in your face, down the streets of Paris, into the mountains of Tibet - was not a good life at all. What happened to me?
|
|
free
ideal
life
thought
travel
young
|
Mitch Albom |
|
fede91b
|
And on a cold Sunday afternoon, he was joined in his home by a small group of friends and family for a 'living funeral'. Each of them spoke and paid tribute.. Some cried. Some laughed. One woman read a poem: 'My dear and loving cousin.. Your ageless heart as you move through time, layer on layer, tender sequoia..' .. And all the heartfelt things we never get to say to those we love, Morrie said that day.
|
|
celebrate
death
life
living-funeral
love
share
|
Mitch Albom |
|
64bf831
|
What a waste.. All those people saying all those wonderful things, and Irv never got to hear any of it.
|
|
death
funeral
life
tribute
|
Mitch Albom |
|
352fd44
|
There are some mornings when I cry and cry and mourn for myself. Some mornings, I'm so angry and bitter. But it doesn't last too long. Then I get up and say, 'I want to live..' 'So far, I've been able to do it. Will I be able to continue? I don't know. But I'm betting on myself I will.' Koppel seemed extremely taken with Morrie. He asked about the humility that death induced.
|
|
bitter
choice
cry
death
decision
humility
life
live
mourn
|
Mitch Albom |
|
029a897
|
A human textbook. Study me in my slow and patient demise. Watch what happens to me. Learn with me. Morrie would walk that final bridge between life and death, and narrate the trip.
|
|
final
learn
life
watch
|
Mitch Albom |
|
cbbf16d
|
"Had it not been for "Nightline," Morrie would have died without ever seeing me again. I had no good excuse for this, except the one that everyone these days seems to have. I had become too wrapped up in the siren song of my life. I was busy."
|
|
death
excuse
friend
ill
life
workaholic
|
Mitch Albom |
|
23d8367
|
I was cranked to a fifth gear, and everything I did, I did on a deadline.
|
|
fast
life
pace
work
workaholic
|
Mitch Albom |
|
86f2213
|
After the funeral, my life changed. I felt as if time were suddenly precious, water going down an open drain, and I could not move quickly enough. No more playing music at half-empty night clubs. No more writing songs in my apartment, songs that no one would hear.
|
|
funeral
life
perspective
precious
time
urgency
|
Mitch Albom |
|
ca67019
|
The years after graduation hardened me into someone quite different from the strutting graduate.. headed for New York City, ready to offer the world his talent. The world, I discovered, was not all that interested. I wandered around my early twenties, paying rent and reading classifieds and wondering why the lights were not turning green for me.
|
|
fresh
graduate
life
struggle
world
young
|
Mitch Albom |
|
39275d2
|
And on a cold Sunday afternoon, he was joined in his home by a small group of friends and family for a 'living funeral'. Each of them spoke and paid tribute.. Some cried. Some laughed. One woman read a poem: 'My dear and loving cousin.. Your ageless heart as you ,love through time, layer on layer, tender sequoia..' .. And all the heartfelt things we never get to say to those we love, Morrie said that day.
|
|
death
funeral
life
living
living-funeral
tribute
|
Mitch Albom |
|
cbced9a
|
I give myself a good cry if I need it. But then I concentrate on all the good things still in my life. On the people who are coming to see me. On the stories I'm going to hear. On you - if it's Tuesday. Because we're Tuesday people.
|
|
cry
dying
good
life
need
people
self
story
tuesday
|
Mitch Albom |
|
a6432b3
|
.. I thought about him now and then, the things he had taught me about 'being human' and 'relating to others;, but it was always in the distance, as if from another life.. .. The people who might have told me were long forgotten, their phone numbers buried in some packed-away box in the attic.
|
|
busy
forget
life
remember
taught
work
|
Mitch Albom |
|
ad9643d
|
..I buried myself in accomplishments, because with accomplishments, I believed I could control things, I could squeeze in every last piece of happiness before I got sick and died.. which I figured was my natural fate.
|
|
achieve
control
death
fate
happy
life
perspective
thought
|
Mitch Albom |
|
729b85a
|
"Mitch," he said, "the culture doesn't encourage you to think about such things until you're about to die. We're so wrapped up in egotistical things, career, family, having enough money, meeting the mortgage, getting a new car, fixing the radiator when it breaks - we're involved in trillions of little acts just to keep going. So we don't get into the habit of standing back and looking at our lives and saying, Is this all? Is this all I want? Is something missing?"
|
|
die
ego
encourage
life
missing
reflect
think
|
Mitch Albom |
|
5595150
|
He told his friends that if they really wanted to help him, they would treat him not with sympathy but with visits, phone calls, a sharing of their problems - the way they had always.. because Morrie had always been a wonderful listener.
|
|
help
life
listen
share
sympathy
|
Mitch Albom |
|
49d4e9b
|
That was the end of his driving.. That was the end of his walking free.. That was the end of his privacy.. And that was the end of his secret.
|
|
change
disease
end
ill
life
normal
terminal
|
Mitch Albom |
|
f946fc4
|
.. when all this started, I asked myself, 'Am I going to withdraw from the world, like most people do, or am I going to live?' I decided I'm going to live - or at least try to live - the way I want, with dignity, with courage, with humour, with composure.
|
|
cope
courage
death
decision
dignity
humour
life
way-of-life
withdraw
|
Mitch Albom |
|
df900ed
|
In light of this, my visits with Morrie felt like a cleansing rinse of human kindness. We talked about life and we talked about love. We talked about one of Morrie's favourite subjects, compassion and why our society had such a shortage of it.
|
|
human
kind
life
love
shortage
society
talk
visit
|
Mitch Albom |
|
2e89a2d
|
Yet he refused to be depressed. Instead, Morrie had become a lightning rod of ideas.
|
|
death
depress
ideas
life
will
|
Mitch Albom |
|
e66083c
|
Morrie was in a wheelchair full-time now, getting used to helpers lifting him like a heavy sack from the chair to the bed and the bed to the chair.
|
|
dignity
help
ill
life
wheelchair
|
Mitch Albom |
|
68dd477
|
But I can sit here with my dwindling days and look at what I think is important in life. I have both the time - and the reason - to do that.
|
|
dying
end
ill
important
life
reason
think
time
|
Mitch Albom |
|
6e05e7b
|
"A wrestling match.. Yes, you could describe life that way." So which side wins, I ask? He smiles at me, the crinkled eyes, the crooked teeth. "Love wins. Love always wins."
|
|
life
live
love
tug-of-war
win
wrestle
|
Mitch Albom |
|
2b1950a
|
"One afternoon, I am complaining about the confusion of my age, what is expected of me versus what I want for myself. "Have I told you about the tension of opposites?" he says. "Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted. A tension of opposites, like a pull on a rubber band. And most of us live somewhere in the middle."
|
|
life
live
opposites
pull
tension
|
Mitch Albom |
|
563ff6d
|
"The most important thing in life is to learn how to give out love, and to let it come in. His voice dropped to a whisper. "Let it come in. We think we don't deserve love, we think if we let it in we'll become too soft. But a wise man named Levine said it right. He said, 'Love is the only rational act."
|
|
enter
give
important
life
love
rational
receive
soft
wise
|
Mitch Albom |
|
fdffac1
|
"The culture we have does not make people feel ood about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it." -Morrie-"
|
|
life
|
Mitch Albom |
|
6515ac9
|
Meanwhile, the great ash would rest where she lay, and mosses would creep over her trunk, and tiny creatures make their homes her dim hollows. Even in death she was a link in the great chain of the forest's being.
|
|
earth
fantasy-fiction
life
|
Juliet Marillier |
|
4a8b2a4
|
And beauty is terror,' said Julian, 'then what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?' 'To live,' said Camilla. 'To live forever,' said Bunny, chin cupped in palm.
|
|
life
|
Donna Tartt |
|
f4c3210
|
I don't answer. I shut my eyes and hold my breath and hope whoever it is will think I'm not here and go home.
|
|
life
love
olympics
running
|
Jennifer Weiner |
|
4f96d0c
|
Ia govoril o bespoleznosti iskusstva, no nichego ne skazal o tom oblegchenii, kotoroe ono sposobno prinesti. Uteshenie, kotoroe ia nakhozhu v takogo roda rabote uma i serdtsa, sostoit v sleduiushchem: tol'ko , v molchanii khudozhnika ili pisatelia, real'nost' mozhno perestroit', pererabotat' i zastavit' povernut'sia znachimoi storonoi. Obychnye nashi postupki sut' ne chto inoe kak deriuga, pod kotoroi sokryto zlatotkanoe pokryvalo -- istochnik znachenii. Nas, khudozhnikov, zdes' ozhidaet schastlivaia vozmozhnost' primirit'sia posredstvom iskusstva so vsem, chto ranilo i unizhalo nas v obydennoi zhizni, i ne bezhat' ot sud'by, kak pytaiutsia delat' obychnye liudi, no zastavit' ee prolit'sia istinnym zhivym dozhdem -- voobrazheniem. Inache zachem by my muchili drug druga?
|
|
life
|
Lawrence Durrell |
|
b14dec1
|
I believe it's never too late to change. I'm eighty-one years old, but I still think I can be a better person tomorrow than I am today. And that's what I'll believe until I run out of tomorrows.
|
|
life
|
Carl Hiaasen |
|
2fe9c4d
|
When people die, they cannot be replaced. They leave holes that cannot be filled, for it is the fate--the genetic and neural fate--of every human being to be a unique individual, to find his own path, to live his own life, to die his own death.
|
|
gratitude
inspirational
life
|
Oliver Sacks |
|
d3d2080
|
Wenn einen das Schicksal nicht zum Lachen bringt, dann hat man den Witz nicht kapiert.
|
|
humor
life
|
Gregory David Roberts |
|
e2031a6
|
Fiecare bataie de inima omeneasca, este un univers de posibilitati.
|
|
life
universe
|
Gregory David Roberts |
|
561fa40
|
The Line welcomed rain and sun. Seeds germinated in mass graves, between skulls and femurs and broken pick handles, tendrils rose up alongside dog spikes and clavicles, thrust around teak sleepers and tibias, scapulas, vertebrae, fibulas and femurs.
|
|
dying
life
war
|
Richard Flanagan |
|
2ffabb6
|
I keep seeing my life darting off in the different directions it could have taken, as chance and circumstance, temperament and desire, open and close, open and close gates, routes, roadways. And yet there feels like an inevitability to who I am--just as of all the planets in all the universes, planet blue, this planet Earth, is the one that is home.
|
|
decisions
directions
inevitability
life
personality
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
9c72548
|
But making the ugly hurt part human again is not an exercise for the well-meaning social worker in us. This is the most dangerous work you can do. It is like bomb disposal but you are the bomb. That's the problem--the awful thing is you.
|
|
healing
life
recovery
redemption
self-help
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
73f4be2
|
There is a sense of the human spirit as always existing. This makes our own death bearable.
|
|
creativity
death
existence
life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
3c0c7de
|
In what way am I any better? She is smug. I am cynical. She is puffed-up. I am punctured. I watch her gamely finding the energy to thrash about on life's greasy surface, while I lie paralysed, croaking about another life I think I can see.
|
|
life
smugness
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
b8aceae
|
The planets are bodies in the solar system and so are we. You and I in elliptical orbs circling life. It is life we want, but we daren't come too close for fear it might burn us away, this life in its intensity.
|
|
life
orbiting
orbits
planets
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
46c3414
|
Running away from uncertainty and confusion but most of all running away from myself. I thought I might become someone else in time, grafted on to something better and stronger. And then I saw that the running away was a running towards. An effort to catch up with my fleet-footed self, living another life in a different way.
|
|
escape
fleeing
life
running
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
9d24bc1
|
Perhaps this is how it is--life flowing smoothly over memory and history, the past returning or not, depending on the tide. History is a collection of found objects washed up through time. Goods, ideas, personalities, surface towards us, then sink away. Some we hook out, others we ignore, and as the pattern changes, so does the meaning. We cannot rely on the facts. Time, which returns everything, changes everything.
|
|
history
life
meaning
memory
objectivity
subjectivity
time
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
1ea4754
|
It is untenable to go through life as an exposed wound.
|
|
hurting
life
triggers
|
Roxane Gay |
|
ef52db0
|
There's a chance that I'm not here at all, that all the parts of me, running along all the choices I did and didn't make, for a moment brush against each other. That I am still an evangelist in the North, as well as the person who ran away. Perhaps for a while these two selves have been confused. I have not gone forward or back in time, but across in time, to something I might have been, playing itself out.
|
|
life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
850782b
|
"Doing this was like wading and then throwing yourself into the lake for the first icy swim, in June. A sickening shock at first, then amazement that you were still moving, lifted up on a stream of steely devotion--
|
|
death
life
sorrow
|
Alice Munro |
|
8778139
|
He'd probably no more view his life as a story than he would view his life that of a sea cucumber.
|
|
life
|
Douglas Coupland |
|
17d8eeb
|
The business of living can steal away the wonder of life.
|
|
life
steal
wonder
|
M.J. Rose |
|
7d99891
|
V nekotorom rode dazhe priiatno ostavat'sia v nevedenii otnositel'no togo, chto s nami proiskhodit do rozhdeniia ili posle smerti. Ili chto sluchitsia v nervnoe, nepredskazuemoe vremia mezhdu migom, kotoryi oboznachaet nashu gotovnost' k peremenam v zhizni, i momentom, kogda eti peremeny proiskhodiat.
|
|
life
|
Douglas Coupland |
|
b574650
|
The pollenless trees were genomed to repel bugs and birds; the stagnant air reeked of insecticide.
|
|
life
revolutionary
science
|
David Mitchell |
|
b63582a
|
But death, too, had the power to awe, she knew this now-that a human being could be alive for years and years, thinking and breathing and eating, full of a million worries and feelings and thoughts, taking up space in the world, and then, in an instant, become absent, invisible.
|
|
death
feelings
human
human-beings
life
love
meditation
power
silence
thoughts
worries
years
|
Jhumpa Lahiri |
|
7b93544
|
One could say that the mechanism of metamorphosis is the only element of life that never changes. The journey of every individual, every country, every historical epoch, of the entire universe and all it contains, is nothing but a series of changes, constitute the backbone of all of us. Whether they are a salvation or a loss, they are moments that we tend to remember. They give a structure to our existence. Almost all the rest is oblivion. I think that the power of art is the power to wake us up, strike us to our depths, change us. What are we searching for when we read a novel, see a film, listen to a piece of music? We are searching, through a work of art, for something that alters us, that we weren't aware of before. We want to transform ourselves.
|
|
existence
life
music
transformation
|
Jhumpa Lahiri |
|
bafd469
|
"That's the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you. If you try to approach a cat and pick it up, hell, it won't let you do it. You've got to say, "Well, to hell with you." And the cat says, "Wait a minute. He's not behaving the way most humans do." Then the cat follows you out of curiosity: "Well, what's wrong with you that you don't love me?"
|
|
life
|
Ray Bradbury |
|
45bdb89
|
"Longfellow smiled. "A great part of the happiness of life consists not in fighting battles, my dear Lowell, but in avoiding them. A masterly retreat is in itself a victory."
|
|
life
meaning-of-life
|
Matthew Pearl |
|
3f582cc
|
Life is a matter of luck, and the odds in favor of success are in no way enhanced by extreme caution. -- WWII German U-Boat Commander Eric Topp
|
|
life
luck
|
Robert Kurson |
|
ddc0b05
|
Strange. Half my years afraid of life. The other half, afraid of death. Always some kind of afraid.
|
|
life
|
Ray Bradbury |
|
dbc1b0f
|
Desire is life trying to continue to be life. All living things desire, bacteria feel desire. Life is wanting.
|
|
life
|
Kim Stanley Robinson |
|
defd5ec
|
"So who else did you convince?" "Well, I got Joe to potty train himself, and then I convinced Anna to leave the kids at home and go with me on a vacation to Jamaica."
|
|
boldness
dreams
funny
life
|
Kim Stanley Robinson |
|
c5009d6
|
Look at the pattern this seashell makes. The dappled whorl, curving inward to infinity. That's the shape of the universe itself. There's a constant pressure, pushing toward pattern. A tendency in matter to evolve into ever more complex forms. It's a kind of pattern gravity, a holy greening power we call viriditas, and it is the driving force in the cosmos. Life, you see. ... And because we are alive, the universe must be said to be alive. We are its consciousness as well as our own. We rise out of the cosmos and we see its mesh of patterns, and it strikes us as beautiful. And that feeling is the most important thing in all the universe--its culmination, like the color of a flower at first bloom on a wet morning. It's a holy feeling, and our task in this world is to do everything we can to foster it.
|
|
cosmos
life
nature
patterns
viriditas
|
Kim Stanley Robinson |
|
805d02b
|
I don't believe that death comes at the end of a life. I believe your death was there at your birth with you. It was the unknown presence. Every step of the road of your life that you take, your death is beside you.
|
|
inspirational
life
|
John O'Donohue |
|
8b64c61
|
One of the greatest sins is the unlived life, not to allow yourself to become chief executive of the project you call your life, to have reverence always for the immensity that is inside you.
|
|
life
|
John O'Donohue |
|
f262576
|
The prospect of death in autumn, she said, was irrelevant next to its happy recognition of its participation in the life of the tree itself.
|
|
gratefulness
life
|
David Guterson |
|
922cff1
|
The mystery and art of living are as grand as the sweep of a lifetime and the lifetime of a species. And they are as close as beginning, quietly, to mine whatever grace and beauty, whatever healing and attentiveness, are possible in this moment and the next and the next one after that.
|
|
attention
awe
beauty
diversity
enlightenment
god
grace
humanity
life
life-force
love
mindfulness
mystery
on-being
religion
spirit
wisdom
wonder
|
Krista Tippett |
|
d9dd7c0
|
She had other favourite lines. Our gas oven blew up. The repairman came out and said he didn't like the look of it, which was unsurprising as the oven and the wall were black. Mrs Winterson replied, 'It's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.' That is a heavy load for a gas oven to bear. She liked that phrase and it was more than once used towards me; when some well-wisher asked how I was, Mrs W looked down and sighed, 'She's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.' This was even worse for me than it had been for the gas oven. I was particularly worried about the 'dead' part, and wondered which buried and unfortunate relative I had so offended.
|
|
life
|
Jeanette Winterson |
|
c7191ab
|
What exactly did Simone Weil mean when she said, When you have to make a decision in life, about what you should do, do what will cost you the most. Do what is difficult because it is difficult. Do what will cost you the most. Who these people?
|
|
decisions
difficulty
implications
life
|
Sigrid Nunez |
|
7ed737e
|
I confess to sudden rages. Walking in Midtown, rush hour's peak, people streaming in both directions, I find myself seething, ready to kill. Who are all these fucking people, and how is it fair, how is it even possible that all of them, these perfectly ordinary people, should be alive, when --
|
|
death
grief
life
loss
mourning
rage
|
Sigrid Nunez |
|
e879776
|
"She was alone and destitute in a world of pointless carnage. By an eight-hundred-year-old Sepahrdic tradition she ad been since the age of twelve and a half "bogeret l'reshut nafsha"--an adult wit authority over her own soul. The Torah taught, Choose life. And so, rather than die of pride, Sofia Mendes sold what she had to sell, and she survived."
|
|
judaism
life
strength
survival-instinct
|
Mary Doria Russell |
|
a37000c
|
Life is swimming to shore with cowboy boots on.
|
|
life
noir-fiction
struggle
|
Christopher G. Moore |