#activity

If you have only one passion in life - football - and you pursue it to the exclusion of everything else, it becomes very dangerous. When you stop doing this activity it is as though you are dying. The death of that activity is a death in itself. ↗

— Eric Cantona

#becomes #dangerous #death #doing #dying

Nothing is more terrible than activity without insight. ↗

— Thomas Carlyle

#insight #more #nothing #terrible #than

Creativity is merely a plus name for regular activity. Any activity becomes creative when the doer cares about doing it right, or better. ↗

— John Updike

#activity #any #becomes #better #cares

To protect the right of expression is the central part of an artist's activity... In China many essential rights are lacking, and I wanted to remind people of this. ↗

— Ai Weiwei

#artist #central #china #essential #expression

Software development is technical activity conducted by human beings. ↗

— Niklaus Wirth

#beings #conducted #development #human #human beings

I hadn't accepted he was seriously ill. The idea that someone so close to you couldn't wake up was utterly incomprehensible. Then the doctor came in... Maurice had no brain left. There wasn't any activity at all. ↗

— Robin Gibb

#activity #any #brain #came #close

It takes great wit and interest and energy to be happy. The pursuit of happiness is a great activity. One must be open and alive. It is the greatest feat man has to accomplish. ↗

— Robert Herrick

#activity #alive #be happy #energy #feat

I mean if you draw you like drawing, it's er, an activity you do all the time actually. ↗

— David Hockney

#actually #draw #drawing #i #like

Winter in Maine is a time of alternating rest and frenzied activity. ↗

— Tom Allen

#frenzied #maine #rest #time #winter

The Second Koran tells us that the darkness in ourselves is a sinister thing. It waits until we relax, it waits until we reach the most vulnerable moments, and then it snares us. I want to be dutiful. I want to do what I should. But when I go back to the tube, I think of where I am going; to that small house and my empty room. What will I do tonight? Make more paper flowers, more wreaths? I am sick of them. Sick of the Nekropolis. I can take the tube to my mistress' house, or I can go by the street where Mardin's house is. I'm tired. I'm ready to go to my little room and relax. Oh, Holy One, I dread the empty evening. Maybe I should go by the street just to fill up time. I have all this empty time in front of me. Tonight and tomorrow and the week after and the next month and all down through the years as I never marry and become a dried-up woman. Evenings spent folding paper. Days cleaning someone else's house. Free afternoons spent shopping a bit, stopping in tea shops because my feet hurt. That is what lives are, aren't they? Attempts to fill our time with activity designed to prevent us from realizing that there is no meaning? ↗

— Maureen F. McHugh

#despair #life #meaninglessness #time #design