Not life, but good life, is to be chiefly valued.
The quality of life is more important than life itself.
It's hard to watch your life unfold, and sad. Life changes.
I used to think, 'How can I write my life story? I'm still living it.'
Life is precious. Life is sacred. And it ought so to be observed.
My life is every moment of my life. It is not a culmination of the past.
Music is my life - acting's just a hobby.
Life is not a bootcamp for heaven, but life is a heaven for spiritual procession.
Life is a journey with purpose and passion.
Death is not the end of life but the beginning of eternal life.
The meaning of life is to give life meaning.
Writing is my life. Life is my hobby.
1877. The vocation of humanity is to show forth the image of God and to be transformed into the image of the Father's only Son. This vocation takes a personal form since each of us is called to enter into the divine beatitude; it also concerns the hu...
I was a rule-follower. I obeyed all forms of authority. I had never before encountered a situation where the authority was clearly wrong and I had to stand up for what was right.
I have a theory about how she might have managed to pull off such a feat. It comes in the form of an equation: Love + Fear = Herculean Strength. It’s how mothers come to fling runaway motorcars from their children.
Thankfully, God has shown us that hope, in its million different forms, always springs from three primary colors: justice, mercy, and love.
The snapshots in CHINA: Portrait of a People are not meant to be works of art. I was too preoccupied with participating, with reveling in the moment, to worry about their perfection. Their purpose, then, is to form a candid portrait of China exactly ...
With the muscle of integrity, we can turn intention into powerful action. That's how we can earn trust form our conscience, and can truly believe in ourselves.
He said that that what men do not understand is that what the dead have quit is itself no world but is only the picture of the world in men's hearts. He said that the world cannot be quit for it is eternal in whatever form as are all things within it...
When a man does not dwell in self, then things will of themselves reveal their forms to him. His movement is like that of water, his stillness like that of a mirror, his responses like those of an echo.
We sometimes have a flash of understanding that amounts to the insight of genius, and yet it slowly withers, even in our hands - like a flower. The form remains, but the colours and the fragrance are gone.
