Rest - Quotes
Some things are just your fault. Some things you screw up and you can`t take back, no matter how hard you try. Some things you pay for the rest of your life.
My interest is in the future because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.
Many people worry so much about managing their careers, but rarely spend half that much energy managing their lives. I want to make my life, not just my job, the best it can be. The rest will work itself out.
Love. You can`t touch it, you see it, you wanna grab it, you wanna hold it, but you have to share it with the rest of the world.
I do not fear death. I fear suffering. And I fear old age, though less so now that I am witnessing the tranquil and pleasant old age of my father. I am afraid of frailty, and of the absence of love. But death does not alarm me. It did not scare me when I was young, and I thought at the time that this was because it was such a remote prospect. But now, at sixty, the fear has yet to arrive. I love life, but life is also struggle, suffering, pain. I think of death as akin to a well-earned rest.
We are all connected; To each other, biologically. To the earth, chemically. To the rest of the universe atomically.
Some people get an education without going to college; the rest get it after they get out.
It is better to live in ignorance than with knowledge. Solving the problem is the exciting part, not knowing the answer. Once a conjuring trick is explained it loses its magic. The excitement of a game of football is in not knowing who is going to be the winner. Some people have success and rest on their laurels. The lucky ones continue to live in ignorance.
After all you only lived one life, and if you missed the bus, you were just left on the pavement, along with the rest of the failures.
You know, people say that being married is the challenge. I say the challenge is getting married. Once you get through that, the rest is easy.
To the rest of the Galaxy, if they are aware of us at all, Earth is but a pebble in the sky. To us it is home, and all the home we know.
If a person loves only one other person and is indifferent to the rest of his fellow men, his love is not love but a symbiotic attachment, or an enlarged egotism.
I do come home at Christmas. We all do, or we all should. We all come home, or ought to come home, for a short holiday - the longer, the better - from the great boarding school where we are forever working at our arithmetical slates, to take, and give a rest.