Marisha Pessl Quotes

it is the brevity of life which makes it tolerable; its experiences have value because they have an end.

You never know when it is your last game or your last tournament.

I don't want this life to end," said Alexander. "The good, the bad, the everything, the very old, to ever end.

No one loses any other life than the one he now lives, nor does one live any other life than that which he will lose.

Leonard asks me if there's anything I need to know before he dies, I think about it for a minute, turn to him, say what's the meaning of life, Leonard? He laughs, says that's an easy one, my son, it's whatever you want it to be.

The mayfly lives only one day. And sometimes it rains.

Some men spend their whole life furnishing for themselves the things proper to life without realizing that at our birth each of us was poured a mortal brew to drink.

They say that life's a game, & then they take the board away.

It’s a strange myth that atheists have nothing to live for. It’s the opposite. We have nothing to die for. We have everything to live for.

Life is short and we have scarcely begun to live when we are called to die.

Isn't it strange how we move out lives for another day? Like skipping a beat, what if a great wave should wash us all away?

You just never know when you're going into eternity.

What is life? It departs covertly. Like a thief Death took him.

You have to make a decision, what you want to do in life, ... Your deal can be, you can leave tomorrow. Soon as you leave, you will be forgotten.

Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there's a tomorrow. Maybe for you there's one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through you fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there's only today. And the truth is, you never really know.

We must be diligent today. To wait until tomorrow is too late. Death comes unexpectedly. How can we bargain with it?

Hours and days and months and years go by; the past returns no more, and what is to be we cannot know; but whatever the time gives us in which we live, we should therefore be content.

All things of the body stream away like a river, all things of the mind are dreams and delusion; life is warfare, and a visit to a strange land; the only lasting fame is oblivion.

I don't want to die, obviously, but really, the wonder of life is amplified by the fact that it ends.

Life is sweetest when it could go away tomorrow.

Were you to live three thousand years, or even thirty thousand, remember that the sole life which a man can lose is that which he is living at the moment; and furthermore, that he can have no other life except the one he loses.

In man's life, time is but a moment; being, a flux; sense is dim; the material frame corruptible; soul, an eddy of breath; fortune a thing inscrutable, and fame precarious.

Tonight you will eat fish. Tomorrow, you may die.