Meditation On Mortality Quotes & Sayings

I don't remember Bill Walsh being old. I remember young Bill Walsh. He wasn't gray-haired, and neither was I when we first met. His legacy will live on. Bill Walsh's name and his accomplishments will be remembered and revered so long as the great game of football is played. — Marv Levy

The three most disastrous inventions of our time have been the birth control pill, the camera and nuclear weaponry. The first offers sex in terms of sterility, the second reality in terms of fantasy, and the third security in terms of destruction. — Malcolm Muggeridge

The problem with many believers today is that they try to cooperate with the world — Sunday Adelaja

Ignorance nor enlighten is pointless drama — Usha Cosmico

Sometimes kindness is stepping aside, letting go of our need to be right & just being happy for someone. — Sharon Salzberg

The creature was weeping, and who could blame it, as hideous and abject and lonely as it was? But its tears, Hannah perceived suddenly, didn't just spring from wretchedness. They were also tears of relief, because it was alive, because it had survived another day. How could anything be grateful for such an existence? And yet, this creature was, and when it saw itself and knew that it wanted to live in spite of everything, it wept even harder, sobbing inconsolably until it was depleted. — Hillary Jordan

Beautiful surroundings, the society of learned men, the charm of noble women, the graces of art, could not make up for the loss of those light-hearted mornings of the desert, for that wind that made one a boy again. He had noticed that this peculiar quality in the air of new countries vanished after they were tamed by man and made to bear harvests. Parts of Texas and Kansas that he had first known as open range had since been made into rich farming districts, and the air had quite lost that lightness, that dry, aromatic odour. The moisture of plowed land, the heaviness of labour and growth and grain-bearing, utterly destroyed it; one could breathe that only on the bright edges of the world, on the great grass plains or the sage-brush desert. — Willa Cather

It's not differences that divide us. It's our judgments about each other that do. — Margaret J. Wheatley

I think it's being thrown at the wolves, we call it in our business. — Dick Van Dyke

The longer I am a writer
so long now that my writing finger is periodically numb
the better I understand what writing is; what its function is; what it is supposed to do. I learn that the writer's pen is a microphone held up to the mouths of ancestors and even stones of long ago. That once given permission by the writer
a fool, and so why should one fear?
horses, dogs, rivers, and, yes, chickens can step forward and expound on their lives. The magic of this is not so much in the power of the microphone as in the ability of the nonhuman object or animal to BE and the human animal to PERCEIVE ITS BEING. — Alice Walker

Then again you may pick up just enough education to hate people who say, 'It's a secret between he and I.' — J.D. Salinger

The BBC has the obligation to think big. And at the moment, that clarion call sounds an uncertain note to me. — Jonathan Dimbleby

I have a great relationship with my kids. We're very honest with each other, and I'm very proud that we are absolutely, incredibly close. That to me is more important than anything. — David Hasselhoff

I've always described my taste in fashion and music as being very eclectic and uniquely based off my feelings that day. That's the wonderful thing about style. You can be whatever you want to be. You can describe yourself however you want to describe yourself. — Hayden Panettiere

Ari felt like, Hellooo, I have wings! I turn into a wolf! Blending is out is out of the question! — James Patterson

There are a million ways
to kill someone
that leaves them
able to walk away. — Christina Hart

I walked alone through the twilit street. The wind was whirling, driving, carrying me like a slip of paper. Fragments of cast-iron sky flew and flew-they had another day, two days to hurtle through infinity ...
The unifs of passersby brushed against me, but I walked alone. I saw it clearly: everyone was saved, but there was no salvation for me. I did not want salvation ... (c) — Yevgeny Zamyatin

Meditation is the royal road to the attainment of freedom, a mysterious ladder that reaches from earth to heaven, darkness to light, mortality to Immortality. — Sivananda