Tuesday, 5 March 2013

Quots About Life

1.. “Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.”


2.. “When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they can seem invincible, but in the end, they always fall. Think of it--always.”

3.. “Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.”

4.. “You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”


5.. “They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now”

6.. “Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”

7.. “Don't cry over someone who wouldn't cry over you.”

8.. “What you must understand about me is that I’m a deeply unhappy person.”


9.. “Why do beautiful songs make you sad?' 'Because they aren't true.' 'Never?' 'Nothing is beautiful and true.”
 

10.. “He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. 
And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or  nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in
his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others--the

only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as

it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning

he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again

overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad.”


11.. “there are two types of people in the world: those who prefer to be sad among others, and those who prefer to be sad alone.”


12.. “I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare, like when you wake up from a

nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.”


13.. “Imagine smiling after a slap in the face. Then think of doing it twenty-four hours a day.”


14.. “She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be

divided into its infinite spectrum.”


15.. “Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe
Rain may fall, and wind may blow
And many miles be still to go
But under a tall tree will I lie
And let the clouds go sailing by”


16.. “any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.”

17.. “Tears are words that need to be written.”


18.. “Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.”


19.. “Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A

wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.”


20.. “I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit

out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”


21.. “There is no point treating a depressed person as though she were just feeling sad, saying, 'There now, hang on, you'll get over it.' Sadness is more or less like a

head cold- with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.”

22.. “I said uselessly, "Sam, don't go."

Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine.

23.. "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please.”


24.. “Ester asked why people are sad.
"That’s simple," says the old man. "They are the prisoners of their personal history. Everyone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask

if that plan is theirs or if it was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people's ideas, and it is more than they can

possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams.”


25.. “Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in "sadness," "joy," or "regret." Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is

that it oversimplifies feeling. I'd like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, "the happiness that attends

disaster." Or: "the disappointment of sleeping with one's fantasy." I'd like to show how "intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members" connects with

26.. "the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age." I'd like to have a word for "the sadness inspired by failing restaurants" as well as for "the excitement of getting

a room with a minibar." I've never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I've entered my story, I need them more than ever. ”


27.. “What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will

have to live once more and innumerable times more' ... Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once

experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: 'You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.”


28.. “When you've suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling.”


29.. “Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever,-
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never.”


30.. “I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.”


31.. “Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.”


32.. “Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.”


33.. “Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it.
Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens,
that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook
your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both.”


34.. “There is some kind of a sweet innocence in being human- in not having to be just happy or just sad- in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the

same time.”

35.. “Was I bitter? Absolutely. Hurt? You bet your sweet ass I was hurt. Who doesn't feel a part of their heart break at rejection. You ask yourself every question you can

think of, what, why, how come, and then your sadness turns to anger. That's my favorite part. It drives me, feeds me, and makes one hell of a story.”


36.. “Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.”


37.. “If our destiny stems from our name, then I weep for the flower named Wilt.”


38.. “I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?”


39.. “My sister will die over and over again for the rest of my life. Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes a part of you, step for step, breath for breath. I

will never stop grieving Bailey because I will never stop loving her. That's just how it is. Grief and love are conjoined, you don't get one without the other. All I

can do is love her, and love the world, emulate her by living with daring and spirit and joy.”


40.. “I hope no one who reads this book has been quite as miserable as Susan and Lucy were that night; but if you have been - if you've been up all night and cried till you

have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing is ever going to happen again.”


41.. “Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.”


42.. “There you go...let it all slide out. Unhappiness can't stick in a person's soul when it's slick with tears.”


43.. “I went to a tattoo parlor and had YES written onto the palm of my left hand, and NO onto my right palm, what can I say, it hasn't made my life wonderful, its made

life possible, when I rub my hands against each other in the middle of winter I am warming myself with the friction of YES and NO, when I clap my hands I am showing my

appreciation through the uniting and parting of YES and NO, I signify "book" by peeling open my hands, every book, for me, is the balance of YES and NO, even this one,

my last one, especially this one. Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself

as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it

wasn't the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don't know, but it's so painful to think, and

tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one

million times, but never once into it.”


44.. “I am always sad, I think. Perhaps this signifies that I am not sad at all, because sadness is something lower than your normal disposition, and I am always the same

thing. Perhaps I am the only person in the world, then, who never becomes sad. Perhaps I am lucky.”


45.. “The way sadness works is one of the strange riddles of the world. If you are stricken with a great sadness, you may feel as if you have been set aflame, not only

because of the enormous pain, but also because your sadness may spread over your life, like smoke from an enormous fire. You might find it difficult to see anything

but your own sadness, the way smoke can cover a landscape so that all anyone can see is black. You may find that if someone pours water all over you, you are damp and

distracted, but not cured of your sadness, the way a fire department can douse a fire but never recover what has been burnt down.”


46.. “I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.”


47.. “I was in the biggest breakdown of my life when I stopped crying long enough to let the words of my epiphany really sink in. That whore, karma had finally made her way

around and had just bitch-slapped me right across the face. The realization only made me cry harder.”


48.. “The only sadnesses that are dangerous and unhealthy are the ones that we carry around in public in order to drown them out with the noise; like diseases that are

treated superficially and foolishly, they just withdraw and after a short interval break out again all the more terribly; and gather inside us and are life, are life

that is unlived, rejected, lost, life that we can die of.”


49.. “Even a fool recognizes that there is great sadness in a bucket of tears. But only a wise man thinks to conserve water and use that bucket to wash his car.”


50.. “Are the days of winter sunshine just as sad for you, too? When it is misty, in the evenings, and I am out walking by myself, it seems to me that the rain is falling

through my heart and causing it to crumble into ruins.”

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