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Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning read more
Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.
Life, we learn too late, is in the living, the tissue of every day and hour.
Life, we learn too late, is in the living, the tissue of every day and hour.
What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life.
What we call the secret of happiness is no more a secret than our willingness to choose life.
Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
One of the dreariest spots on life's road is the point of conviction that nothing will ever again happen to read more
One of the dreariest spots on life's road is the point of conviction that nothing will ever again happen to you.
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
Your life is what your thoughts make it.
Your life is what your thoughts make it.
The moment giving and loving becomes more of an option than an obligation, you always tend to miss out on read more
The moment giving and loving becomes more of an option than an obligation, you always tend to miss out on the beautiful moments of life.
