About Life Novels & Stories

What I can't tell my mother I tell my grandmother because she is so much more understandable and she is always of good advice. Our life is worth what it cost us in effort. What is life? A delirium. What is life? A shadow, an illusion, and the greatest of goods are hardly counted. Yes, all of life is a dream, and dreams themselves, what are they? Dream!We are all resigned to death; it is to life that we cannot resign ourselves to, the root of the problem is that humans stop at the superficial side of what is life, I know it and I feel it there ' has a lot more than that, and I want to live it, I want to live happy days, when I see other people laughing out loud and going out, having relations

My life was never simple, it is full of mystery and struggles, pain and suffering, and all I ever wish for is to live a normal life like everyone else. How I wish...

As life is unpredictable, no one knows what happens in which time. ____________________

'Her vibe is dangerous!' . . . _______ Life. A single word carrying the entire world on its shoulders. It is often associated with joy. It is almost always insisted that 'If there is joy in your life, you are living a good one.' Joy holds different meanings for each person. For some it is fueled by goodness, while others feed it the darkness the demons within them yearn for. However, for most joy is attained from a mixture of both, a grey that is the most underrated.

Living people would surely have something they cared about. If not, being alive would be meaningless. Charity was stunned.

What you call life Why, by that name Why this stress For what this strain But life has taught me new A lesson new Life is everything From now on for me Be it day Be it noon It’s there It’s there Does our earth know Of what value life is What a miracle is life That dies As if unknown Not shook Do you even realise What’s life What’s its real value What a miracle it was With nature When life was created as Something new No one replies See, I told you They don’t realise The miracle life holds Is unknown Untrue For them all Who even stand With wise words Do not realise life enough Enough to narrate It’s value to you Life is not just precious Life’s worth no word Can explain worth Life is greatest

He asked. "About everything. About life. How it all started and how it's going to end. How people are living their lives, and if they're happy or not. It's funny how everyone has a story. Some sad, some tragic and some beautiful. Some people are destined to have the perfect life and others are doomed from the beginning." "Is that how you see your life? A tragic one?" "Not necessarily. I've always known that life isn't going to be easy. We're all here for a reason, and we're just here to figure it out. To find our happiness."

I asked. "Well, first of all. Life's purpose," Grandma Jo began, "it's not about one defining moment, dear. It's about all the little moments that make up a lifetime. And as for death," she continued, "it's a part of the journey. We can't change that, but we can embrace life fully, every day we have." "Do you think you've lived a life with purpose?" She blinked at me when I said this, and I rushed to explain myself. "I don't mean to offend you in any way. I just want to see how you perceive the world we live in."

"It reminded me of how short life is. We might grow old enough to actually be like immortals. Heck, some people are able to achieve immortality but there's always an end to everything. In death. It doesn't have to be physical death. Heck, immortals die a thousand times while still living." "Life is short, Lillith," Leon replied. He was enjoying this conversation with Lillith. She was a smart woman. Thoughtful and deep thinking and he loved that for her. "It's so short that we spend most of it trying to just be alive instead of living. I have always known this but I have never taken it so seriously until you talked about it. Life in itself is short and there is literally nothing we can do abo