There is something feeble and a little contemptible about a man who cannot face the perils of life without the help of comfortable myths.

The chief condition on which, life, health and vigor depend on, is action. It is by action that an organism develops its faculties, increases its energy, and attains the fulfillment of its destiny.

The tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives.

You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something – your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.

Health is the soul that animates all the enjoyments of life, which fade and are tasteless without it.

The fact that our task is exactly commensurate with our life gives it the appearance of being infinite.

What is my life if I am no longer useful to others.

Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.

I’m here as a product of process of evolution, which doesn’t make very many exceptions. And which rates life relatively cheaply.

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

If you were to destroy the belief in immortality in mankind, not only love but every living force on which the continuation of all life in the world depended, would dry up at once.

There’s an ecstatic side to writing. It’s like jazz. It just has a life.

I just feel so much more comfortable and confident every game I play.

In such a porcelain life, one likes to be sure that all is well lest one stumble upon one’s hopes in a pile of broken crockery.

This is the truth: as from a fire aflame thousands of sparks come forth, even so from the Creator an infinity of beings have life and to him return again.

Work gives you meaning and purpose and life is empty without it.

There is no value in life except what you choose to place upon it and no happiness in any place except what you bring to it yourself.

Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of the man. The biography of the man himself cannot be written.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

A man willing to work, and unable to find work, is perhaps the saddest sight that fortune’s inequality exhibits under this sun.

There are too many accidents that can befall life on a single planet.

For the woman, the man is a means: the end is always the child.

One can survive everything, nowadays, except death, and live down everything except a good reputation.

A man’s work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.

I’m certainly well taken care of in terms of food and clothes.

First and foremost comes my family and my life with Brad. We have so much joy in raising our children and teaching them about the world that nothing really compares to that.

Mars is the only place in the solar system where it’s possible for life to become multi-planetarian.

The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.

There are worse things in life than death. Have you ever spent an evening with an insurance salesman?

To live a pure unselfish life, one must count nothing as one’s own in the midst of abundance.

Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

Because of your smile, you make life more beautiful.

Youth is to all the glad season of life; but often only by what it hopes, not by what it attains, or what it escapes.

Don’t part with your illusions. When they are gone, you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.

What is called genius is the abundance of life and health.

We all die, we all get sick, we all feel hunger and lust and pain, and therefore human life is consistent from one generation to the other. We all – most of us, anyway – want connections with other people and spend our lives looking for them.

I’m more of a realist when it comes to life, and I’d much rather my mother be in a spiritual place in Heaven than in a bed, sick, fighting for her life.

Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.

In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

Old age: the crown of life, our play’s last act.

When you come to see a picture of mine, I want you to know that I’m not going to do anything that will make you uncomfortable. I want you to know that you won’t be disappointed in me.

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.

The experience of democracy is like the experience of life itself-always changing, infinite in its variety, sometimes turbulent and all the more valuable for having been tested by adversity.

Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.

The only way to take sorrow out of death is to take love out of life.

To me, comedy is just twisting reality. It’s commenting or observing or twisting life.

I think life on Earth must be about more than just solving problems… It’s got to be something inspiring, even if it is vicarious.

If you lose a big fight, it will worry you all of your life. It will plague you – until you get your revenge.

What an encouraging thought that Jesus – our beloved Husband – can find comfort in our lowly feeble gifts! Can this be, for it seems far too good to be true? May we then be willing to endure trials or even death itself if through these hardships we are assisted in bringing gladness to Immanuel’s heart.

Comedians are sociologists. We’re pointing out stuff that the general public doesn’t even stop to think about, looking at life in slow-motion and questioning everything we see.

This has been my life for many years; one role feeds the other.

To not to have entirely wasted one’s life seems to be a worthy accomplishment, if only for myself.

A cat is only itself, representative of the strong forces of life that won’t let go.

Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.

There’s no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.

Life would be tragic if it weren’t funny.

No one can pass through life, any more than he can pass through a bit of country, without leaving tracks behind, and those tracks may often be helpful to those coming after him in finding their way.

Home is where you feel at home and are treated well.

Have you ever watched a crab on the shore crawling backward in search of the Atlantic Ocean, and missing? That’s the way the mind of man operates.

My favorite thing in life is writing about life, specifically the parts of life concerning love. Because, as far as I’m concerned, love is absolutely everything.