I felt myself in a solitude so frightful that I contemplated suicide. What held me back was the idea that no one, absolutely no one, would be moved by my death, that I would be even more alone in death than in life.
I felt myself in a solitude so frightful that I contemplated suicide. What held me back was the idea that no one, absolutely no one, would be moved by my death, that I would be even more alone in death than in life.
Life begins on the other side of despair.
One always dies too soon - or too late. And yet one's whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are - your life, and nothing else.
One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.
The poor don't know that their function in life is to exercise our generosity.
One always dies too soon or too late. And yet, life is there, finished: the line is drawn, and it must all be added up. You are nothing other than your life.
All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.
Life has no meaning the moment you loose the illusion of being eternal.
Life has no meaning a priori . Before you come alive, life is nothing its up to you to give it a meaning and value is nothing else but the meaning that you choose
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