Michael Crichton Quotes

Time is so strange and life is twice as strange.

I always say that people are like peanut shells on the ocean: the waves will take them everywhere.

At its best, life is completely unpredictable.

One thing I've learned: You never know where life is taking you, but it's taking you.

The foundations of our lives are far more fragile than we think. So we are severely shaken when life turns out to have a will of its own.

It's not very fashionable, but I love life, and I believe that things disappear and reappear and nothing ever solidifies, no matter how middle-class, housebroken, staid, and solitary someone's life seems to be. That, I think, is what I'm writing about.

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.

Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make life so, right in the middle of it we die, lose a leg, fall in love, drop a jar of applesauce.

Existence is no more than the precarious attainment of relevance in an intensely mobile flux of past, present, and future.

Our lives are a sequence of things. When we're alive, they're continuing, just as my words now are an improvisation. So the idea of 30 years is actually quite nebulous. It's impossible to encapsulate it. All you can do is go: 'what next?'

History is a fickle lady.

Life doesn't come in plot points or setups and payoffs. Life washes over you and passes.

There's no fixed pattern or formula to life.

That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really all about.

Vivre est une chute horizontale. Life is a horizontal fall.

Life is a series of dogs.

No wonder, said an Ancient, that chance has so much power over us, since it is by chance that we live.

Anything can happen. The great banana peel of existence is always on the floor somewhere.

Every second that passes is like a door that opens to allow in what has not yet happened, what we call the future, but, to challenge the contradictory nature of what we have just said, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the future is just an immense void, that the future is just the time on which the eternal present feeds.

I do find a certain fascination with the unpredictable. The transitory years we wade through are what they are- what we make of them.

It seems to me that life is always undoing for us something that we have just laboriously done.

Facts are all accidents. They all might have been different. They all may become different. They all may collapse altogether.

Chance. It weaves through our lives like a golden thread, sometimes knotting, tangling, and breaking along the way. Loose threads are left hanging, but the in and out, the back and forth continues, the weaving goes on. It doesn't stop.

I'm comfortable with time. Time will change.

There is this thing called life. We live it, not as we intend or wish, but as we are driven on by forces outside and inside ourselves.