LIFE QUOTES XXXIII

quotations about life

If it is life that you feel you are missing I can tell you where to find it. In the law courts, in business, in government. There is nothing occurring in the streets. Nothing but a dumbshow composed of the helpless and the impotent.

CORMAC MCCARTHY

Suttree

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Life is a stream
On which we strew
Petal by petal the flower of our heart.

AMY LOWELL

"Petals", A Dome of Many-coloured Glass

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Life is like patchwork: every day there is a fresh bit to be put on. We must understand more correctly how to fit in better the bits needed day by day in repairing this patchwork life of ours. As it is, the three-cornered bits too often get put into the square places; but it is essential for man's happiness that he comprehends and unhesitatingly accepts as a truism that it rests with us to make this patchwork to our own liking; that we have the power to shape this life of ours more regularly, harmoniously, and blend it more perfectly; and that our life as it is, or as it might be, depends upon whether this be done in the right spirit.

JAMES PLATT

Platt's Essays


Life is not the unique property of Earth. Nor is life in the shape of human beings. Life takes many forms on other planets and far stars, forms that would seem bizarre to humans, as human life is bizarre to other life-forms.

H. P. LOVECRAFT

"The Dark Brotherhood"


One must live as he can.

MAXWELL ANDERSON

Winterset

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The most important part of living is not the living but the pondering upon it.

SINCLAIR LEWIS

Arrowsmith


The unfairness of life is indicative of trees. I planted twenty trees on the same block. It's so fucking weird. Six became huge. One is giant. And there are some little shitty ones. Same soil. Same water. Same seed. But those little ones just don't grow. I can't explain it.

TIM ALLEN

Esquire, Nov. 2011

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Everything is so comfortable; the tea-urn hisses so plainly, the toast is so warm, the breakfast so neat, the food so edible, that one turns away, in excitable moments, a little angrily from anything so quiet, tame, and sober. Have we not always hated this life?

WILLIAM BAGEHOT

Literary Studies

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I have not wasted life, but life hath wasted me.

BHARTRHARI

"Against the Desire of Worldly Things"

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Life, in my estimation, is a biological misadventure that we terminate on the shoulders of six strange men whose only objective is to make a hole in one with you.

FRED ALLEN

Fred Allen's Letters

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Life, the river of the Spirit, consenting to anguish and sorrow.

SRI AUROBINDO

Ahana

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Like water spilt upon the ground--alas,
Our little lives flow swiftly on and pass;
Yet may they bring rich harvests and green grass!

HENRY VAN DYKE

"Epigrams and Greetings"


Our lives fade behind us before we die.

JOHN UPDIKE

Rabbit is Rich

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That was indeed to live -- at one bold swoop to wrest from darkling death the best that death to life can give.

THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH

"Shaw Memorial Ode"

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A stream roars downward to a hidden sea
That slumbers moonless, starless, without bound,
Whence comes nor voice, nor form, nor any sound:
The stream is Life, the sea--Eternity.

WILLIAM WILSEY MARTIN

"Life"

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In bowling and in life, if a person made the spares, the strikes would take care of themselves.

STEPHEN KING (as Richard Bachman)

Blaze

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It's a shallow life that doesn't give a person a few scars.

GARRISON KEILLOR

"Could I have been any more inept?", Salon, Oct. 26, 1999

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Life is but a field which we soon travel over, and the vale of eternity presents itself.

EDWARD COUNSEL

Maxims


Life is the apprenticeship to progressive renunciation, to the steady diminution of our claims, of our hopes, of our powers, of our liberty.

HENRI-FREDERIC AMIEL

Journal Intime

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Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,
Stains the white radiance of Eternity,
Until Death tramples it to fragments.

PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Adonais

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