Life Quote by John Irving Download Open image “No one could have fathomed what a life he'd led, for it was chiefly a life lived in his mind.” — John Irving ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Life Mind Psychology
He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share
He could not stand. It was not That he could not thrive, he was born With everything but the will – That can be deformed, just like a limb. Death was more interesting to him. Life could not get his attention. — Ted Hughes Copy Share
He had been someone before. That person had been the result of a lifetime of choices, good and bad. And like it or not,… — Marcus Sakey Copy Share Image
“He knew no future then, no kind of life except the life he led. He fled the cave-bear over the rocks full of iron… — H.G. Wells Copy Share Image
He could hardly imagine anymore what his life would be without the weight of his hidden knowledge. He'd come to think of it as… — Kim Edwards Copy Share Image
As he thought of it, though, he could not imagine what “just living” might actually be. He had never done it in his life.… — Orson Scott Card Copy Share Image
It was important for him to believe that he'd spent his life among people who kept missing the point. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Was his life nothing? Had he nothing to show, no work? He did not count his work, anyone could have done it. What had he known, but the long, marital embrace with his wife. Curious, that this was what his life amounted to! At any rate, it was something, it was eternal. He would say so to anybody, and be… — Anonymous Copy Share
“What dominated his mind was not the living but the giving of his life.” — John Stott Copy Share Image
His contempt for humanity grew fiercer, and at last he came to realize that the world is made up mostly of fools and scoundrels. It became perfectly clear to him that he could entertain no hope of finding in someone else the same aspirations and antipathies; no hope of linking up with a mind which, like his own, took pleasure… — Joris-Karl Huysmans Copy Share
“Back then, living hadn't had any meaning. Every so often, without any warning or any real reason, he'd even caught himself thinking, 'Maybe I'll try dying.' He'd had one foot in the world of the dead, and yet the other foot had been chained to the world of the living, and he couldn't pull it out; he'd just looed on… — Yukako Kabei Copy Share
“He had read much of things as they are, and talked with too many people. Well-meaning philosophers had taught him to look into the logical relations of things, and analyse the processes which shaped his thoughts and fancies. Wonder had gone away, and he had forgotten that all life is only a set of pictures in the brain, among which… — Howard Phillips Lovecraft Copy Share
Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from… — John Irving Copy Share Image
… and so he tried to accept the ache in his heart as what Dr. Larch would call the common symptoms of normal life. — John Irving Copy Share Image
Watch out for people who call themselves religious; make sure you know what they mean––make sure they know what they mean! — John Irving Copy Share Image
The desire to never leave your side, the desire to never see you again. The desire to see your face asleep on the pillow… — John Irving Copy Share Image
I had been a student in Vienna, and one of the neat little things I had found out was about that zoo. It was… — John Irving Copy Share Image
“God, I think I just hit a high E-flat - and I really held it!" Esmeralda said, after one of her more prolonged orgasms,… — John Irving Copy Share Image
“Nostalgia!" Miss Frost cried. "You´re nostalgic!" She repeated. "Just how old are you, William?" She asked. "Seventeen, " I told her. "Seventeen!" Miss Frost… — John Irving Copy Share Image
“JUST BECAUSE A BUNCH OF ATHEISTS ARE BETTER WRITERS THAN THE GUYS WHO WROTE THE BIBLE DOESN'T NECESSARILY MAKE THEM RIGHT!" [Owen Meany] said… — John Irving Copy Share Image
It is much easier to be flexible about where a story begins than it ever was for me to change my mind about where… — John Irving Copy Share Image
“Only the chicken-lover will understand me. He will give me a kindly look, maybe mildly desirous. His eyes will tell me: You might look… — John Irving Copy Share Image
You're nice,' Cushie told him, squeezing his hand. 'And you're my oldest friend.' But they both must have known that you can know someone… — John Irving Copy Share Image
Of all the people who have affected my life and influenced the choices I've made, none has been more important than my father. I… — Teddy Atlas Copy Share Image
What sets worlds in motion is the interplay of differences, their attractions and repulsions. Life is plurality, death is uniformity. By suppressing differences and… — Octavio Paz Copy Share Image
Life works most perfectly when a reciprocal love relationship is in place between man and God. — Beth Moore Copy Share Image
I value the experiences that come with life too much to sit by and not put my full effort into them. — Jim Miller Copy Share Image
Entertainment is a sacred pursuit when done well. When done well, it raises the quality of human life. — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“I've spent much of my life calling my intuition "something wrong with me.” — Deanna L. Lawlis Copy Share Image
When you do things they're absolutely right at that time for you and it can always teach you something about yourself. You can take… — Kym Marsh Copy Share Image
The only people who think the Internet is a calamity are people whose lives have been hurt by it; the only people who insist… — Chuck Klosterman Copy Share Image
The one thing that I keep learning over and over again is that I don't know nothing. I mean, that's my life lesson. — Dwayne Johnson Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image