Quotes
Quotes about Living
Wherefore if ye be dead with Christ from the rudiments of the world, why, as though living in the world, are ye subject to ordinances, (Touch not; taste not; handle not; Which all are to perish with the using;) after the commandments and doctrines of men?
Living creatures are nourished by food, and food is nourished by rain; rain itself is the water of life, which comes from selfless worship and service.
The world is a living image of God.
If it wasn't for faith, there would be no living in this world; we couldn't even eat hash with any safety.
If there was no faith there would be no living in this world. We couldn't even eat hash with safety.
It's not dying for faith that's so hard, it's living up to it.
Fame is the inheritance not of the dead, but of the living. It is we who look back with lofty pride to the great names of antiquity.
A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.
And now, in keeping with Channel 40's policy of always bringing you the latest in blood and guts, in living color, you're about to see another first - an attempted suicide.
Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.
The standard of living has risen along with the size of the world's population since the beginning of recorded time. There is no convincing economic reason why these trends toward a better life should not continue indefinitely.
The rich adopt novelties and become accustomed to their use. This sets a fashion which others imitate. Once the richer classes have adopted a certain way of living, producers have an incentive to improve the methods of manufacture so that soon it is possible for the poorer classes to follow suit. Thus luxury furthers progress. Innovation "is the whim of an elite before it becomes a need of the public. The luxury today is the necessity of tomorrow." Luxury is the roadmaker of progress: it develops latent needs and makes people discontented. In so far as they think consistently, moralists who condemn luxury must recommend the comparatively desireless existence of the wild life roaming in the woods as the ultimate ideal of civilized life.
We do not hear the term "compassionate" applied to business executives or entrepreneurs, certainly not when they are engaged in their normal work. Yet in terms of results in the measurable form of jobs created, lives enriched, communities built, living standards raised, and poverty healed, a handful of capitalists has done infinitely more for mankind than all the self-serving politicians, academics, social workers, and religionists who march under the banner of "compassion".
Many of the products which create a modern standard of living are only the physical incorporations of ideas- not only the ideas of an Edison or a Ford but the ideas of innumerable anonymous people who figure out the design of supermarkets, the location of gasoline stations, and the million mundane things on which our material well-being depends. Societies which have more people carrying out physical acts and fewer people supplying ideas do not have higher standards of living. Quite the contrary.
I've got a living to make, to put it plainly; there's more money in shocking and terrifying than in edifying.
Prosperity is living easily and happily in the real world, whether you have money or not.
It is better to fall among crows than flatterers; for those devour only the dead--these the living.
Take all the fools out of this world and there wouldn't be any fun living in it, or profit.
Celebrate the happiness that friends are always giving, make every day a holiday and celebrate just living!
Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act,--act in the living Present! Heart within and God o'erhead.
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light The nightingale does sit so late; And studying all the summer night, Her matchless songs does meditate.
Commerce has set the mark of selfishness, The signet of its all-enslaving power Upon a shining ore, and called it gold; Before whose image bow the vulgar great, The vainly rich, the miserable proud, The mob of peasants, nobles, priests, and kings, And with blind feelings reverence the power That grinds them to the dust of misery. But in the temple of their hireling hearts Gold is a living god, and rules in scorn All earthly things but virtue.
I think we have more machinery of government than is necessary, too many parasites living on the labour of the industrious.
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
O how small a portion of earth will hold us when we are dead, who ambitiously seek after the whole world while we are living.
