This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love.
Experience is how life catches up with us and teaches us to love and forgive each other.
What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?
Grace means more than gifts. In grace something is transcended, once and for all overcome. Grace happens in spite of something; it happens in spite of separateness and alienation. Grace means that life is once again united with life, self is reconciled with self. Grace means accepting the abandoned one. Grace transforms fate into a meaningful vocation. It transforms guilt to trust and courage. The word grace has something triumphant in it.
When I hear somebody sigh, "Life is hard," I am always tempted to ask, "Compared to what?"
A life lived in love will never be dull.
It's only when we truly know and understand that we have a limited time on earth -- and that we have no way of knowing when our time is up -- that we will begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it was the only one we had.
Your life feels different on you, once you greet death and understand your heart's position. You wear your life like a garment from the mission bundle sale ever after -- lightly because you realize you never paid nothing for it, cherishing because you know you won't ever come by such a bargain again.
One must work and dare if one really wants to live.
Life is meaningless only if we allow it to be. Each of us has the power to give life meaning, to make our time and our bodies and our words into instruments of love and hope.
I am on the side of the unregenerate who affirm the worth of life as an end in itself, as against the saints who deny it.
Live every act fully, as if it were your last.
Without some goal and some effort to reach it, no one can live.