It lies around us like a cloud- A world we do not see; Yet the sweet closing of an eye May bring us there to be.
Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!
There is not enough time to do all the nothing we want to do.
Calvin: Look, a dead bird! Hobbes: It must've hit a window. Calvin: Isn't it beautiful? It's so delicate. Sighhh. . . once it's too late, you appreciate what a miracle life is. You realize that nature is ruthless and our existence is very fragile, temporary, and precious. But to go on with your daily affairs, you can't really think about that. . . which is probably why everyone takes the world for granted and why we act so thoughtlessly. It's very confusing. I suppose it will all make sense when we grow up. Hobbes: No doubt.
What's the point of wearing your favorite rocket ship underpants if nobody ever asks to see 'em?
We're so busy watching out for what's just ahead of us that we don't take time to enjoy where we are.
I asked mom if I was a gifted child. She said they certainly wouldn't have paid for me.
So are we still trying to end racial politics or are there just too many advantages to some political parties for that?
Once you have selected a sport or a creative activity, the rules are pretty much the same.
Common sense in religion is rare, and we are too often trying to be heroic instead of just ordinarily good and kind.
It's better to be the rejecter than the rejectee.