A Quote by Vaclav Havel

Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life. — © Vaclav Havel
Sometimes I wonder if suicides aren't in fact sad guardians of the meaning of life.
A fact was the hard outer cover of meaning, and meaning was the soft living stuff inside a fact. Fact and meaning were the driving cogs of living. If the gear of fact drove the gear of meaning, then they revolved in opposite directions, but put the gear of fantasy between the two and they both revolved in the same direction. Fantasy was and is important; it leads to heaven knows where, but follow it and see. Sometimes it pays off.
Sometimes we are given exactly what we need. The precise people that you need the most come stumbling into your life. Sometimes you don't notice, and this is very sad. Sometimes you lose them again. This is sad too, but not as sad. Because what you have once had together you have forever.
People wonder why there seems to be no meaning in life. Meaning does not exist a priori. There is no meaning existing in life; one has to create it. Only if you create it will you discover it. It has to be invented first. It is not lying there like a rock, it has to be created like a song. It is not a thing, it is significance that you bring through your consciousness.
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don't like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don't know why we are sad, so we say we aren't sad but we really are.
The meaning of life consists in the fact that it makes no sense to say that life has no meaning.
Sometimes the best course in the search for the meaning of life is to busy yourself until you forget that you don't know the meaning of life
59% of all suicides are actually botched murder-suicides performed by dyslexics.
It would be a sad day if we British stopped being cynical, but you sometimes wonder whether we overdo it.
What do you do when you don't know what to do? No wonder there are more suicides among psychiatrists than in any other profession.
Life is sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're sad, sometimes you're in love, sometimes you fight, and that's a life.
Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.
Yes, I am sad, sad as a circus-lioness, sad as an eagle without wings, sad as a violin with only one string and that one broken, sad as a woman who is growing old. Sad, sad, sad.
When you wonder about the mystery of yourself, look to Christ, who gives you the meaning of life. When you wonder what it means to be a mature person, look to Christ, who is the fulfillness of humanity. And when you wonder about your role in the future of the world look to Christ.
There have been a lot of murders and suicides in my family; it's like the primary cause of death. I wonder if there's a certain energy that attracts that.
To feel the meaning of what one is doing, and to rejoice in that meaning; to unite in one concurrent fact the unfolding of the inner life and the ordered development of material conditions--that is art.
Of course, you decide which story you want to tell. For me, it's been very authentic, so sometimes I'm super happy, and I post four pictures one after the other; sometimes I'm busy, and I don't. Sometimes I'm sad, and I post a sad picture.
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