روايات وقصص ضمن Quotes About Game Of Life

I snort. What a cliché quote some or other happy drunk motivational speaker concocted when he was at a loss for words. It must be the same asshole who suggested grabbing life by the horns, that winners never quit, and that everything happens for a reason. “Well, keep on dreaming, girl.” Cause that dream is not gonna happen. Luckily, that’s Axel’s shit. Not mine. I fake a smile, “Cheers!” and throw the alcohol down my throat before I bite into a piece of lemon. The sour taste causes goosebumps on my skin.

Chapter 95 — Far from Hell Taylor Laurent My mother had some interesting metaphors. I grew up hearing them and believing that maybe one day, one of them would make sense to me. One was: “Life is a Ferris wheel; one minute we’re down, and the next we’re up.” My wheel of life must have been broken, because I lived at the bottom. But one night—it only took one night for it to suddenly spark to life and place me at the top.

My son asked, "Daddy, why is that lady crying?" I said, "Everyone is in a poker game. "If we win, we will smile. "If we lose, we may cry." My son nodded as if he understood. "Oh, that lady must lose..."

No matter how difficult it may be to do for me today. It may be challenging. But it's pretty easy to excel in life. I will apologise to myself. I shouldn't begin my life on a negative note. I need to be brave to see life differently. I need to excel. Yes, I need to grow in life. I have grown stronger than who I have been those dead years. Not dead years. Years passed by. I don't very much appreciate the word death or dead in usage. I end my day's note with a new quote: "Maybe there is a super microbe which, if present in large numbers in my body, can make me live forever." I may be right in that. I will explore it today.

The Game of Life "Life is full of games." Those were the words that echoed in my mind as Marl and I left the country. Miss Aguirre said them to me as hot tears streamed down my cheeks. I carried the painful experiences in my chest, like heavy luggage. My departure was fueled by resentment, anger, and sorrow.

“This isn’t how I planned my life.” How it would affect my life was flooding my head. I couldn't cope, i held my head for it not to fall “Life is what happens when you make other plans,” Lou quoted. I frowned. “I don’t remember who said that, but it’s absolutely true.” She gave me a long, smiling look. “You’ll make a wonderful mother.”

Rojan knows that there more to life if he keep surviving, and that someday he will realize why his eldest brother like the game. Gone with the game. Yet he conclude it is a life. And if he keep losing...and losing. Who knows what will happen to his pitiful life?

“You’re basically saying that my life is a game?” The men went silent. And that was when I knew that they did think my life was just a game. According to what they said, the Lady had cycles of life. My life was just another cycle of the game. So, if I died, they would just have to wait until another cycle came along and played the game again. Barbarians. Assholes. Sons of bitches. I cursed them with all my might but my tongue would not produce the sound. “Don’t take it personally,” said Michael, always in his cold tone, “It’s a matter of life and death for the Underworlders.”

-I don't know why her words made me shed tears. She conveyed to me sadness, grief, anguish, as well as fear. - Who are you and what do you want? - I say a little scared. - My daughter, never believe that everything is part of a divine plan, believe that everything is part of a divine game. - She takes her hand away from my face and goes back - Know that life is a game and each generation is a game, tragedies are played by opponents and living beings are just pieces on this board. - Who are the opponents? Why do they have to do this? - I say feeling a little cold

I’m giving him an awful look, and while my head still hurts mildy, I say, “because it is. It’s naturally an awful game. I wonder whatever it is people see in it.” Pete holds out his hand which made me pause in my words. He closes his eyes for a second, breathing out and when he is ready, he reopens them and fixates his gaze on me. “The game of chess holds the secret of life. It hides the very essence of which we move in our routines till we achieve that greatness from our wishes.” He sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth. “You must understand that every creature, whether strong or weak, want to be at the top of something, and that’s how competition, ecology, and other forms of adaptation