In history as in human life, regret does not bring back a lost moment and a thousand years will not recover something lost in a single hour.
Work is the order of the day, just as it was at one time, with our first starts and our best efforts. Do you remember? Therein lies its delight. It brings back the forgotten; one's stores of energy, seemingly exhausted, come back to life.
Whatever comes from God is impossible for a man to turn back.
Thus the sum of things is ever being reviewed, and mortals dependent one upon another. Some nations increase, others diminish, and in a short space the generations of living creatures are changed and like runners pass on the torch of life.
It is not in giving life but in risking life that man is raised above the animal; that is why superiority has been accorded in humanity not to the sex that brings forth but to that which kills.
The society succeeds the day your center goes into a coma and your circumference remains functioning. Then you are a robot, a machine, no more a man.
But now science, spurred on by its powerful delusion, hurtles inexorably towards its limits where the optimism hidden in the essence of logic founders. For the periphery of the circle of science has an infinite number of points and while there is no telling yet how the circle could ever be fully surveyed,the noble and gifted man, before he has reached the middle of his life, still inevitably encounters such peripheral limit points andfinds himself staring into an impenetrable darkness. If he at that moment sees to his horror how in these limits logic coils arounditself and finally bites its own tail - then the new form of knowledge breaks through, tragic knowledge, which in order to be tolerated,needs art as a protection and remedy.
The world turns aside to let any man pass who knows where he is going.
On life's journey faith is nourishment, virtuous deeds are a shelter, wisdom is the light by day and right mindfulness is the protection by night. If a man lives a pure life, nothing can destroy him.
I foresee that man will resign himself each day to new abominations, and soon that only bandits and soldiers will be left.
I believe that a man is converted when first he hears the low, vast murmur of life, of human life, troubling his hitherto unconscious self.
I'm a girl from a good family who was very well brought up. One day I turned my back on it all and became a bohemian.
If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence.
Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.
Every man passes his life in the search after friendship.
Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.
The secret of life is to have a task, something you devote your entire life to, something you bring everything to, every minute of the day for the rest of your life. And the most important thing is, it must be something you cannot possibly do.
The light that radiates from the great novels time can never dim, for human existence is perpetually being forgotten by man and thus the novelists discoveries, however old they may be, will never cease to astonish.
Meditation simply means a state of no-thought, awareness without the process of thought, just pure, mirror-like awareness, with no thoughts passing in the mind.
If you're suddenly doing something you don't want to do for four years, just so you've got something to fall back on, by the time you come out you don't have that 16-year-old drive any more and you'll spend your life doing something you never wanted to do in the first place.
Silence. All human unhappiness comes from not knowing how to stay quietly in a room.
Each man must look to himself to teach him the meaning of life. It is not something discovered: it is something molded.
For one swallow does not make a summer, nor does one day; and so too one day, or a short time, does not make a man blessed and happy.
The house is not an object, "a machine to live in"; it is the universe that man constructs for himself by imitating the paradigmatic creation of the gods, the cosmogony.