Hope is only the love of life.
Life is not a fist. Life is an open hand waiting for some other hand to enter it.
We are wrong in looking forward to death: in great measure it's past already.
Love will come find you Just to remind you Of who you are [...] See that's the thing about love [...] Then life It will embrace you Totally amaze you So you don't give up
My work is loving the world.
Poetry is what we turn to in the most emotional moments of our life - when a beloved friend dies, when a baby is born or when we fall in love.
I love life more than I love death.
Throw your hands up in the air and celebrate life.
Perhaps we clutch at life only when we have never lived or trusted it. Then death seems the last and greatest defeat, the end of something never felt.
Can you understand? Someone, somewhere, can you understand me a little, love me a little? For all my despair, for all my ideals, for all that - I love life. But it is hard, and I have so much - so very much to learn.
Woman naturally seeks to embrace that which is living, personal, and whole. To cherish, guard, protect, nourish and advance growth is her natural, maternal yearning.
An old man who cannot bid farewell to life appears as feeble and sickly as the young man who is unable to embrace it.
I stand in Minas Anor, the Tower of the Sun; and behold! the Shadow has departed! I will be a Shieldmaiden no longer, nor vie with the great Riders, nor take joy only in the songs of slaying. I will be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.
Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
I wasn’t meant for reality, but life came and found me.
Such is the world. Understand it, despise it, love it; cheerfully hold on thy way through it, with thy eye on highest loadstars!
I pulled the burden from off my back and tossed it into the wind. And stretched my arms toward the sky and let my life begin.
Love of self and love of life connects us with the prosperity of the Universe. Self-love creates self-expression and allows us to be creative in deeply fulfilling ways.
Our souls are prisoners of the terror of death, and the day is beautiful.
Whether you like it or not, you are committed to the human endeavor. I cannot ally myself with such a purely negative goal as avoidance of suffering. Suffering is a chance you take by the fact of being alive.
Thus when I have to summarize naturalized spirituality in a single phrase, it is this: the thoughtful love of life.
A spiritual process is not a divorce from life. It is an irrevocable love affair with life.
