Inspirational Quotes on Life

“The Word frees us from smallness of mind (1 Kings 4:29) and from threatening confinements (Psalm 18:19).”

“A “no” does not hide anything, but a yes can very easily become a deception, a self-deception; which of all difficulties is the most difficult to conquer. Ah, it is all too true that, “The road to hell is paved with good intentions.”

“The seeds of life—fiery is their force, divine their birth, but they are weighed down by the bodies’ ills or dulled by earthly limbs and flesh that’s born for death.”

“Но человек существо легкомысленное и неблаговидное и, может быть, подобно шахматному игроку, любит только один процесс достижения цели, а не самую цель.”

“Listen! I know it's not right to talk. Better to set an example, better to just start - I have already started - and - and can one really be unhappy? Oh, what do my grief and my misfortune matter if I have the strength to be happy? You know, I don't understand how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it! Or to speak with a man and not be happy in loving him? Oh, it's just that I can't express it - and yet there are so many things at every stop so beautiful that even the most desolate of men find them beautiful. Look at a child, look at Go's sunrise, look at the grass, how it grows, look into eyes that look at you and love you -”

“A sick man's dreams are often extraordinarily distinct and vivid and extremely life-like. A scene may be composed of the most unnatural and incongruous elements, but the setting and presentation are so plausible, the details so subtle, so unexpected, so artistically in harmony with the whole picture, that the dreamer could not invent them for himself in his waking state, even if he were an artist like Pushkin or Turgenev. Such morbid dreams always make a strong impression on the dreamer's already disturbed and excited nerves, and are remembered for a long time.”

“Months and years!' he would exclaim. 'Why recon the days? One day is enough for a man to know all happiness.”

“Toate familiile fericite se aseamănă între ele. Fiecare familie nefericită este nefericită în felul ei.”

“Yours is a long life to look back upon, sir?”

“It was not a reckless manner, the manner in which he said these words aloud under the fast-sailing clouds, nor was it more expressive of negligence than defiance. It was the settled manner of a tired man, who had wandered and struggled and got lost, but who at length struck into his road and saw its end.”

“I should like to ask you:--Does your childhood seem far off? Do the days when you sat at your mother's knee, seem days of very long ago?”

“We were always more or less miserable, and most of our acquaintance were in the same condition. There was a gay fiction among us that we were constantly enjoying ourselves, and a skeleton truth that we never did. To the best of my belief, our case was in the last aspect a rather common one.”

“The change was made in me; the thing was done. Well or ill done, excusably or inexcusably, it was done.”

“Still waters run deepest, they used to tell me.”

“The day is ours, and what the day has shown.”

“It is not the fact that we are united in common goals or purposes that makes us a community. Rather, it is the fact that we share a common life in Christ.”

“So often as you set out to build the temple of peace you are left lonesome; you are left discouraged; you are left bewildered. Well, that is the story of life. And the thing that makes me happy is that I can hear a voice crying through the vista of time, saying: "It may not come today or it may not come tomorrow, but it is well that it is within thine heart. It’s well that you are trying." You may not see it. The dream may not be fulfilled, but it’s just good that you have a desire to bring it into reality. It’s well that it’s in thine heart. Thank God this morning that we do have hearts to put something meaningful in. Life is a continual story of shattered dreams.”

“Don't indulge your ego at the expense of your soul.”

“One life; a little gleam of Time between two Eternities; no second chance to us for evermore!”

“Puterile mele active sunt dezacordate şi cufundate într-o trândăvie plină de nelinişte; nu pot să stau fără să fac nimic, şi totuşi nici nu sunt în stare să fac ceva. Nu mai am pic de imaginaţie, nu mai simt nimic în faţa naturii, iar cărţile mă dezgustă. Când ne lipsim nouă înşine, totul ne lipseşte. Îţi jur că, de multe ori, aş vrea să fiu muncitor cu ziua numai ca să pot avea dimineaţa, când mă scol, o nădejde în ziua care începe, un imbold, o speranţă.”