Lived Quotes

I’ve always admired gardens. My father was a great nature lover and would always take me for walks. We lived not too far away from huge rhododendron estates and azalea estates, and when they’re in bloom in England, they’re just riotous.

In a state of poverty, illiteracy, people just remain exposed to all kinds of manipulation. That’s what we have lived. It’s easier to tell a poor person, ‘You know what, you are poor, you’re hungry because the other one has taken away your rights.’

Soccer. I was a late convert. I didn’t get into it until I lived in Amsterdam for a while in my 20s, and now I’m a zealot. It’s the best.

I lived through the garbage. I might as well dine on the caviar.

Two thousand years ago there was One here on this earth who lived the grandest life that ever has been lived yet – a life that every thinking man, with deeper or shallower meaning, has agreed to call divine.

We lived many lives in those whirling campaigns, never sparing ourselves; yet when we achieved, and the new world dawned, the old men came out again and took our victory to re-make in the likeness of the former world they knew.

He has not lived badly whose birth and death has been unnoticed by the world.

My mother had lived in London since I was little, so she never got to see my school plays and stuff.

I was born in India – but never really lived there.

I wouldn’t write anything autobiographical. If you’ve lived a life like Laurence of Arabia, it might be a consideration, but otherwise it’s a little bit vain, it seems to me.

In my mind and in my heart, I feel okay. I cannot complain that I haven‘t lived long enough, but I’d like to live longer.

I’m the most recognized and loved man that ever lived cuz there weren’t no satellites when Jesus and Moses were around, so people far away in the villages didn’t know about them.

I’ve always done more than I ever thought I would. Becoming a professor – I never would have imagined that. Writing books – I never would have imagined that. Getting a Ph.D. – I’m not sure I would even have imagined that. I’ve lived my life a step at a time. Things sort of happened.

When I came to America from Sweden, Mother and I, we went to Chicago where our relatives lived.

I lived in a country where I couldn’t live where I wanted to live. I lived in a country where I couldn’t go where I wanted to eat. I lived in a country where I couldn’t get a job, except for those put aside for people of my colour or caste.

Everything we did was criticized. For about thirty years we lived with the world against us, accusing us of things we didn’t do!

My father didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.

Your life changes. Everything has to be done perfectly, and I didn’t follow that. I lived my life as if I wasn’t in the public eye. I thought, ‘I’m young. I have the right to experience new things, and if I want to go to a bar and get drunk, that’s my prerogative.’

I have always lived beyond my means. I am still trying to live beyond my means, but it is getting harder all the time. I am very rich.

Everyone’s the hero in their own story. You’ve lived your life. You’re the good guy of your life, the protagonist of your own movie. Everyone knows that they have more in them to offer than they sometimes show.

When people tell me that I must get my maverick gene from my father, they are only half right. My father and I both have inherited our rebellious personalities from Nana. She has always lived her life on her own terms, something that was once considered quite scandalous, given the times she grew up in.

I have no regrets. I wouldn’t have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.

Reba McEntire came through town when I lived in Texas. She had this amazing theatrical show with, like, 13 different wardrobe changes. I was eight and I was like, Wow, I wanna do that!

For centuries, the world has heard the oppressed, the downtrodden and the vulnerable cry out for their freedoms, for their rights and for a chance to emerge from the shadows of the tyranny and bloodshed that they had lived with.

My father moved out to Park City in in the mid-’70s and lived in a Winnebago behind a hippie joint called Utah Coal & Lumber that was one of only two or three restaurants at that time. Park City was a sleepy little mining town, with not a condo in sight.

After I quit the U.S. Ski Team, there was a fair amount of, you know, grief that follows that, and I just wanted to take a year off. And I had a friend that lived in Los Angeles, said I could crash on his couch. And so I just kind of did the first really spontaneous thing I’d done in my young adult life.

My personal life is lived as ‘me,’ but my professional life is lived as other people. In other words, when I go to the office, I lie down, dream, and become ‘someone else.’ That’s my job.

My songs form a kind of biography or diary of my life as they are about people I have loved and people I only knew in my heart, places I have seen only for a moment and places I have lived all my life.

I think we too often make choices based on the safety of cynicism, and what we’re lead to is a life not fully lived. Cynicism is fear, and it’s worse than fear – it’s active disengagement.

Most men who have really lived have had, in some share, their great adventure. This railway is mine.

How I wish we lived in a time when laws were not necessary to safeguard us from discrimination.

Once in one’s life, for one mortal moment, one must make a grab for immortality; if not, one has not lived.

I lived my ‘Mom’ character. I became Devaki.

I never grew up in the Valley. I lived in Compton/Gardena my whole life.

I’m an actress. It’s my passion. It’s – I’ve always lived for acting.

I can cook because my life depended on it when I lived in Thailand. Either I learnt cooking, or I learnt how it felt to starve. I chose cooking.

As I lived up to the highest light I had, higher and higher light came to me.

In ’57, I got a job at the Blue Angel nightclub, and a gentleman named Ken Welch wrote all my material for me. I lived at a place called the Rehearsal Club that was actually the basis for a play called Stage Door.

It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived.

I remembered some people who lived across the street from our home as we were being taken away. When I was a teenager, I had many after-dinner conversations with my father about our internment. He told me that after we were taken away, they came to our house and took everything. We were literally stripped clean.

I was born in Boston. I spent time in Boston and in Spain. My family now lives in Spain. I moved to New York when I was 19 years old and I have lived here ever since. For me, I feel like I have spent 10 years sharing that story over and over again. And now it seems like it’s not enough.