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I look at life as a gift of God. Now that he wants it back I have no right to read more
I look at life as a gift of God. Now that he wants it back I have no right to complain.
Hell is where everyone is doing his own thing. Paradise is where everyone is doing God's thing.
Hell is where everyone is doing his own thing. Paradise is where everyone is doing God's thing.
Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.
Where life is more terrible than death, it is then the truest valor to dare to live.
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and read more
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with death. After that everything is possible. I cannot force you read more
There is but one freedom, to put oneself right with death. After that everything is possible. I cannot force you to believe in God. Believing in God amounts to coming to terms with death. When you have accepted death, the problem of God will be solved--and not the reverse.
Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.
Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
Unto God, the Lord belong the issues of death.
(68:20).
Unto God, the Lord belong the issues of death.
(68:20).
It is extraordinary how the house and the simplest possessions of someone who has been left become so quickly sordid. read more
It is extraordinary how the house and the simplest possessions of someone who has been left become so quickly sordid. Even the stain on the coffee cup seems not coffee but the physical manifestation of one's inner stain, the fatal blot that from the beginning had marked one for ultimate aloneness.
