Life Quotes

To devote your life to the good of all and to the happiness of all is religion. Whatever you do for your own sake is not religion.

Fear is death, fear is sin, fear is hell, fear is unrighteousness, and fear is wrong life. All the negative thoughts and ideas that are in the world have proceeded from this evil spirit of fear.

The awakening of the soul to its bondage and its effort to stand up and assert itself - this is called life.

Even luxuries are arranged according to ideas and ideals, to make them reflect as much of thought-life as possible - and this is Art.

Dare to be free, dare to go as far as your thought leads, and dare to carry that out in your life.

Every idea has to become broad till it covers the whole of this world, every aspiration must go on increasing till it has engulfed the whole of humanity, nay, the whole of life, within its scope.

These births and deaths are changes in nature which we are mistaking for changes in us.

Expansion is life, contraction is death. Love is life, hatred is death.

The real man is the one Unit Existence.

For one thing we may be grateful: this life is not eternal.

Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

I never did a day's work in my life. it was all fun.

The man who doesn't make up his mind to cultivate the habit of thinking misses the greatest pleasure in life.

What is a college? An institute of learning. What is a business? An institute of learning. Life, itself, is an institute of learning.

My main purpose in life is to make money so I can afford to go on creating more inventions.

I cannot believe in the immortality of the soul. No, all this talk of an existence for us, as individuals, beyond the grave is wrong. It is born of our tenacity of life - our desire to go on living - our dread of coming to an end.

What's done cannot be undone.

When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won.When I needed people the most, they left me. When I learnt to dry my tears, I found a shoulder to cry on.And when I mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me.

All the world's a stage and we are merely players.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.