Life sucks, and then you die.Yeah, I should be so lucky.
What am I dying for?
In life you hoped to do what you could but mostly you did what you were told and that was the end of it.
a heck of a lot of things are bound to go wrong in a world as big as this one. And if there's an answer to why it's that way - and there ain't always - why, it's probably not just one answer by...
You go into the office and take a book or two from the shelves. You read a few lines, like your life depended on reading 'em right. But you know your life doesn't depend on anything that makes sense,...
I felt as though I was partly unlearning what i had never learned and yet knew so well: I mean, how to live.
You are -- your life, and nothing else.
You think this is living? This is eating, nothing else.
So I had something to do, something I'd done, someplace to go, and something to look forward to. That's a reasonable way to live. I enjoyed myself living. I had a good time. How much else can you ask...
I needed to make choices for me, whoever I was. I'd say I needed to find myself, if that didn't sound like I was heading into the Himalayas, taking only a backpack stuffed with angst and clean...
I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been.
It was as though she had veered, accidentally, into her own life.
The challenge is to resist circumstances. Any idiot can be happy in a happy place, but moral courage is required to be happy in a hellhole.
This was before voice mail, recorded phone messages you can't escape. Life was easier then. You just didn't pick up the phone.
The drinking of coffee is an absolute sin! Our Glorious Prophet did not partake of coffee because he knew it dulled the intellect, caused ulcers, hernia and sterility; he understood that coffee was...
Whatever anybody says, the most important thing in life is to be happy.
The fullness ends when we give Nature her ransom, when we make children for her. Then she is through with us, and we become, first inside, and then outside, junk. Flower stalks.
Is it not the singularity of life that terrifies us? Is not the decisive difference between comedy and tragedy that tragedy denies us another chance? Shakespeare over and over demonstrates life's...
I saw the years of my life spaced along a road in the form of telephone poles threaded together by wires. I counted one, two, three... nineteen telephone poles, and then the wires dangled into space,...
I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel...
Towards the end of your life you have something like a pain schedule to fill out-a long schedule like a federal document, only it's your pain schedule. Endless categories. First, physical causes-like...
With one long breath, caught and held in his chest, he fought his sadness over his solitary life. Don't cry, you idiot! Live or die, but don't poison everything...
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.
This is what fascinates me most in existence: the peculiar necessity of imagining what is, in fact, real.
a true piece of writing is a dangerous thing. It can change your life.
My dear Mrs Casaubon, said Farebrother, smiling gently at her ardour, character is not cut in marble - it is not something solid and unalterable. It is something living and changing, and may become...
Then I said something. I said, Suppose, just suppose, nothing had ever happened. Suppose this was for the first time. Just suppose. It doesn't hurt to suppose. Say none of the other had ever happened....
There was this funny thing of anything could happen now that we realized everything had.
So early it's still almost dark out.I'm near the window with coffee,and the usual early morning stuffthat passes for thought.When I see the boy and his friendwalking up the roadto deliver the...
Believe me, once you have tasted worship-the kind of worship that captures your heart and rivets your full attention on the living Lord-nothing less satisfies. Nothing else even comes close. Once you...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...