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The splendor of that moment, its transcendent glory and aliveness, haunted him. He could thrust it aside by day, but it poisoned his dreams by night, calling to him and pleading with him to unlock the chains he'd bound about it.

The survival instinct prove that we are alive. (L’instinct de survie - Prouve qu’on est en vie.)

The Universe is alive, conscious, and aware.

The world is not dead. The world is alive and breathes. The world is the whim of God, and her journey is forever.

The world was alive, and singing and calling and whispering and laughing in the sort of way that was impossible not to fall in love with.

They are coming! Yes! And they will take me. But I swear you will not live. You will not leave this house alive. I swear I will come for you. Both of you. You will know me, you bastards! You will know me in this dark. No one gets out alive! No one!

They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.

They were opposites in one way They were similar in another But they felt real with each other They felt alive with each other

They're dead. We're alive. We have things to do.

This feminine billboard of Middle-Eastern fashion stopped me on the street last month. She ran her hand over the seam of my jilbab, admiring the color and fabric. She only said a few words. 'We are living in a gender-quake, a modern sexodus. We have a duty to project dis female revolution in da way we dress. Come visit me at the Monkey Bar and tell me who tailors your outfits.' She's been my fashion role model ever since.

This book belongs to the most rare of men. Perhaps not one of them is yet alive. First the day after tomorrow must come for me. Some men are born posthumously.

This here ol' man jus' lived a life an' just died out of it. I don' know whether he was good or bad, but that don't matter much. He was alive, an' that's what matters.

This is a beautiful morning; the sun is rising with a smiling face. Everything around me is alive and smiling. Everything is whispering in my ear to enjoy every moment and enjoy the morning. My heart is dancing with you, with morning light.

this heart yearns... for the salt of unsmelt air unswept thunderstorms... unknown adventures.

This is not a crisis, I told myself. You are alive.

Three hundred and thirty-two kids between the age of one month and fourteen years had been confined within the FAYZ. One hundred and ninety-six eventually emerged. One hundred and thirty-six lay dead. Dead and buried in the town plaza. Dead and floating in the lake or on its shores. Dead in the desert. In the fields. Dead of battles old and recent. Of starvation and accident, suicide and murder. It was a fatality rate of just over 40 percent.

This world can be quite wonderful once you let yourself be a part of it.

Time, Crawling so slowly, numbing our minds, Boredom, lack of ambition, lost. Passion and it speeds along. The fire burns again. Time, Fast and filled. With passion, no matter how fast time flies away, I am content. Alive.

Thus looked at from outside, these guests --in this dead-and-alive dining room, of this dead-and-alive house, of this dead-and-alive street, of this dead-and-alive little town--in grey, dead winter of the deadliest part of the most deadly war in history--thus seen from a detached point of view, they presented an extraordinary spectacle.

To Be Alive is to Feel Alive.

To be awaken is to be alive.

To be alive is to love and to love is to feel it all.

To be alive is to be dizzy and not to know exactly where to go.

To be fully alive, you need time with God to recharge.

To live, to truly live, one must consider each and every thing a blessing.

To live, I have to feel alive.

To fear death is not to aspire good things to live for. You don’t need to be alive to die.

Typical Pollution, they’re always living in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Too late. It was all too late. But she went on, determined as ever and always trying to catch up.

Trees exhale for us so that we can inhale them to stay alive. Can we ever forget that? Let us love trees with every breath we take until we perish

We are in a constant state of energy before matter, if you want true healing, work through the inner clutter.

Wake up. If your eyes are sleeping then wipe them gently. You need to be awake for this. It is a matter of life and death. Wake up! If your mind is sleeping then shake it quickly. You need to be awake for this. It is a matter of life and death. Wake up, I said! If your heart is sleeping then beat your chest! You need to be awake for life! You need to be awake for love! It is a matter of living and being alive.

[Unhappiness] comes to you. You come into the world screaming. You cry when you're born because your lungs expand. You breathe. I think that's really kind of significant. You come into the world crying, and it's a sign that you're alive.

We are alive in all our layers of self and selflessness - individuals becoming one.

We are only as alive as the things that keep us alive.

We watch the sky, we watch it alive and we watch it die, looking for signs. We live like wind, with hope in wings that we will get there, never sooner or never later, but at a right time.

We go straight". I say again. "If we start making turns, we might not know what direction is what. If we keep going straight, at least we know how to get back to where we came from if we get into trouble. I know it's tiring, but walking uphill is a good thing-every step we take is a step closer to getting out." "I see shoulders droop, I hear heavy sighs. They don't want to agree with me; they want to go the easier way".

We live for our unfulfilled dreams when we are alive. Our fulfilled dreams live for us when we are gone!

We're all being left out one way or the other. The survivors miss being heroes. The heroes miss being alive. The only ones not left out are the ones who never went in.

We’ve now become the spectators of our own mutation. We may not die human anymore. But what makes us human?

We’re alive!” Swedish told her. “I did not see that coming.

We walked beside each other, talking about things we should have been least concerned about. But at that moment, it was those things that kept me alive.

What a waste.. All those people saying all those wonderful things, and Irv never got to hear any of it.

When at last we have to die it will be time enough to get cold. While we are on fire let us seethe and boil.

What's the good of being alive if you don't do anything?

What's the point of living if you don't feel alive?

When hope does awaken, an entire life awakens along with it. One comes fully to life. It begins to seem indeed that one has never lived before…Wherever hope rises, life rises.

Whenever you are angry, take a beautiful object in your house and smash it to pieces. The pity you feel for what you have done is silly compared to what you are doing to your mind: taking a sacred moment to be alive and desecrating it by being angry.

When the tender breeze brought me your fragrance I felt alive!

When we allow the walls around our hearts to become rigid, and stay that way, we assign ourselves a slow death. Like the very air and water that flows through our physical body to sustain it, love must flow through our heart to keep it supple, and to keep us truly alive.