Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.
Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
Your life is what your thoughts make it.
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.
Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.
While there’s life, there’s hope.
Life is like dancing. If we have a big floor, many people will dance. Some will get angry when the rhythm changes. But life is changing all the time.
When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me’.
Life is but thought.
Life is half spent before we know what it is.
What we play is life.
Life is anything that dies when you stomp on it.
We need to give each other the space to grow, to be ourselves, to exercise our diversity. We need to give each other space so that we may both give and receive such beautiful things as ideas, openness, dignity, joy, healing, and inclusion.
Life is a series of collisions with the future; it is not the sum of what we have been, but what we yearn to be.
We can’t plan life. All we can do is be available for it.
Life is a moderately good play with a badly written third act.
Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work – that goes on, it adds up.
Life is a long lesson in humility.
Use your health, even to the point of wearing it out. That is what it is for. Spend all you have before you die; do not outlive yourself.