What do I know about God and the purpose of life? I know that this world exists. That I am placed in it like my eye in its visual field. That something about it is problematic, which we call its meaning. This meaning does not lie in it but outside of it. That life is the world. That my will penetrates the world. That my will is good or evil. Therefore that good and evil are somehow connected with the meaning of the world. The meaning of life, i. e. the meaning of the world, we can call God. And connect with this the comparison of God to a father.
Which means she to deceive, father or mother?
I am aware of the haters and bad rumors. I'd be lying if I say I don't care, but I try my best not to.
It struck him that the truly characteristic thing about modern life was not its cruelty and insecurity, but simply its bareness, its dinginess, its listlessness. Life, if you looked about you, bore no resemblance not only to the lies that streamed out of the telescreens, but even to the ideals that the party was trying to achieve.
The difficulty over the question of eternal torments lies in how it is irreconcilable with the Goodness of God.
Your reality, Sir, is lies and balderdash and I'm delighted to say that I have no grasp of it whatsoever!
It's better to say goodbye, to move on, to end the lie.
I knew that I couldn't lie beside her, without wanting to touch her. I couldn't have felt her breath come upon my mouth, without wanting to kiss her. And I couldn't have kissed her, without wanting to save her.
It is easy to finish things. Nothing is simpler. Never does one lie so cleverly as then.
You can't build a foundation on lies.
There is no easy path leading out of life, and few are the easy ones that lie within it.
There is existing in man, a mass of sense lying in a dormant state. The construction of government ought to be such as to bring forward, by a quiet and regular operation, all that extent of capacity.
When did we fall apart? or did you lie from the start?
I have established the semaphore of Suprematism. I have beaten the lining of the colored sky, torn it away and in the sack that formed itself, I have put color and knotted it. Swim! The free white sea, infinity, lies before you.
Bad books always lie. They lie most of all about the human condition.
All talk is lies in a way. Only the doing of a thing can make it true.
After a few days in hospital, I was thinking, Oh, gee - I raised in a church, Protestant upbringing which I'd rejected as an adult - I'm lying in bed thinking, Hmmm, maybe I ought to pray. They always say there are no atheists in a foxhole. . . and I thought, Here I am in a pretty good-sized foxhole. . . and I thought Naahhh. I wouldn't respect any God who would listen to me after I'd rejected him so vociferously.
If you want to understand suffering you must look into the situation at hand. The teachings say that wherever a problem arises it must be settled right there. Where suffering lies is right where non-suffering will arise, it ceases at the place where it arises. If suffering arises you must contemplate right there, you don't have to run away. You should settle the issue right there. One who runs away from suffering out of fear is the most foolish person of all. He will simply increases his stupidity endlessly.
If we want to know where the truth lies in particular cases, we have to look.
I don't want to lie. I dislike dishonesty. And I work in Hollywood, a town and a business that relies on a lot of falsehoods with people hiding behind different facades. I don't want to be a part of that.
