Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like dogs peeing on fire hydrants. We put on display our framed photographs, our par...
It's like when you find out your lover has been unfaithful: in one horrible instant everything she was to you, the whole beautiful enchantment, falls away, and you see her as she really is - mortal, m...
O what we ben! And what we come to!
Whether we like it or not, the one justification for the existence of all religions is death, they need death as much as we need bread to eat.
The human attitude of which classical music is the expression is always the same; it is always based on the same kind of insight into life and strives for the same kind of victory over blind chance. C...
To acknowledge God is to fully accept the sorrow of the human condition.
We are meaning-seeking creatures. Dogs, as far as we know, do not agonise about the canine condition, worry about the plight of dogs in other parts of the world, or try to see their lives from a diffe...
Length of smile get reduced as people grow up!!!
Seeds eat no mudStem eats no seed,Leaf eats no stem,Flower consumes no leafNor fruit eats flower,The fruit, quit the tree with happinessWithout harming it.But the intelligent human-being, eats up all;...
The unceasing flow of thought in all its various forms is an inescapable and defining aspect of the human condition.
It is quite possible--overwhelmingly probable, one might guess--that we will always learn more about human life and personality from novels than from scientific psychology
It was a miserable machine, an inefficient machine, she thought, the human apparatus for painting or for feeling; it always broke down at the critical moment; heroically, one must force it on.
The Internet is the Petri dish of humanity. We can't control what grows in it, but we don't have to watch either.
Human nature, essentially changeable, unstable as the dust, can endure no restraint; if it binds itself it soon begins to tear madly at its bonds, until it renders everything asunder, the wall, and th...
We writers constantly try to build up our own confidence by getting published, making sales, winning prizes, joining cliques or proclaiming theories. The passion to write constantly strips this vanity...
Even the most sadistic and destructive man is human, as human as the saint.
How exquisitely human was the wish for permanent happiness, and how thin human imagination became trying to achieve it.
Even within perfection, there are flaws. These flaws carry an unattainable beauty, which is indifferent to the human nature.
There is a Moment in each Day that Satan cannot find
Cause nobody's the slightest idea who we are, or who we were, not even we ourselves - except, that is, in the glimmer of a moment of fair business between strangers, or the nod of knowing and agreemen...
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