Ken Burns Quotes

There isn't any such thing as an ordinary life. (92)

Everyone's life is extraordinary if you look at it closely enough.

The modern meaning of life's end-when does it end? How does it end? How should it end? What is the value of life? How do we measure it?

No life if it is properly realized is without its cosmic importance.

The question any novel is really trying to answer is, Is life worth living?

Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths.

There is no such thing as an ordinary life.

If you knew when you were going to die, wouldn't you make your life more worthwhile?

Turning 30 changed me in ways I didn't expect. For the very first time, I felt like my life is valuable. Not my life because I'm putting something good into the world or I'm well-respected in my field, but my life as a human being on this planet for a limited amount of time.

I learned the significance of my own insignificant life.

Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it.

Every life is special.

I am particularly looking forward to meeting ordinary American people and hearing about their extraordinary lives.

It is what we do with our lives that counts.

When I wrote the lyrics, melodies, and the first themes of 'Serendipity,' I tried to come up with some rare things you find in life, something very special, like the calico, three-striped cat; things that have extraordinary meanings in people's lives.

The life of every citizen is becoming a business. This, it seems to me, is one of the worst interpretations of the meaning of human life history has ever seen. Man's life is not a business.

Life, to be happy at all, must be in its way a sacrament, and it is a failure in religion to divorce it from the holy acts of everyday, of ordinary human existence.

You come into this world as you leave it, on your own. It's made me want to live a life slightly less ordinary.

We each have our lives... What matters is not how long those lives last, but what we do with them.

I dreamed that I was young and smart, and it was not a waste. I dreamed that there was a point of life, and to the human race.

Not caring for their lives' is it? Why, what in the world is there that we should care for if it's not our lives, the only gift the Lord never offers us a second time.

Here we are in this wholly fantastic universe with scarcely a clue as to whether our existence has any real significance.

Life is short, and therefore, one thing being certain, death, let us take up a great ideal, and give up the whole life to it. For what is the value of life, this vegetating little low life of man? Subordinating it to one high ideal is the only value that life has.

The point is always reached after which the gods no longer share their lives with mortal men and women, they die or wither away or retire... Now that they've gone, the high drama's over. What remains is ordinary human life.

All human life is precious.