Life was going on, and no one but a handful of people cared if I lived or died.
Do not be sad that you have suffered, be glad that you have lived.
Ten years have passed since a perfect blue sky morning turned into the blackest of nights. Since then we've lived in sunshine and in shadow, and although we can never unsee what happened here, we can also see that children who lost their parents have grown into young adults, grandchildren have been born and good works and public service have taken root to honor those we loved and lost.
There are lives lived for love, and lives lived for art. We, happy band, have chosen the later persuasion.
In college, I stopped doing pre-med and went into theater, and then I moved to San Francisco and lived there for five years.
What's funny about my group of friends is that none of us ever went to the same school. None of us lived in the same part of town.
In the end, just three things matter: How well we have lived How well we have loved How well we have learned to let go
They only have lived long who have lived virtuously.
I've lived in many things - boats, caravans, and buses. I've been homeless, I've had no money: everything. But I believe in magic, and having a vision. The tough times made me a warrior. I work hard.
I lived in Minnesota in a small town.
Death is a reality, but life is a reality also. You got to live at this time in your life like you've never lived before. And therefore you've got to find those values in your life that fulfill what you need to do. Now, what is it you need to do?
Senator Joseph McCarthy was one of the greatest Americans who ever lived.
I think you need to have lived more to truly know a man's heart. You need to have made more transactions in life to know the worth of the coin you spend so freely
All my life I've lived with a future which constantly diminishes but never vanishes.
In the beginning was belief, foolish belief, and faith, empty faith, and illusion, the terrible illusion. . . . We believed in God, had faith in man, and lived with the illusion that in each one of us is a sacred spark from the fire of the shekinah, that each one carried in his eyes and in his soul the sign of God. This was the source—if not the cause—of all our misfortune.
I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters.
If there is any good in life, in history, in my own past, I invoke it now. I invoke it with all the passion with which I have lived.
Bruno opened his eyes in wonder at the things he saw. In his imagination he had tough that all the huts were full of happy families, some of whom sat outside on rocking chairs in the evening and told stories about how things were so much better when they were children and they'd had nowadays. He thought that all the boys and girls who lived there would be in different groups, playing tennis or football, skipping and drawing out squares for hopscotch on the ground. As it turned out, all the things he thought might be there-wern't. '' -The boy in the striped Pajamas
I grew up eating hamburger helper, macaroni and cheese, and drinking lots of milk, and looked at lots of cows; but I feel like a New Yorker now, I've lived here for sixteen years.
When I lived in Hong Kong, I felt that Hong Kong is my family.