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Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued read more
Just remember, the same as a spectacular Vogue magazine, remember that no matter how close you follow the jumps: Continued on page whatever. No matter how careful you are, there's going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn't experience it all. There's that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should've been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That's how your whole life will feel some day. This is all practice. None of this matters. We're just warming up.
The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less than a span:
In his conception wretched, from the read more
The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less than a span:
In his conception wretched, from the womb so to the tomb.
Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years with cares and
fears.
Who then to frail mortality shall trust,
But limns the water, or but writes in dust.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another.
Life is an offensive, directed against the repetitious mechanisms of the universe.
Life is an offensive, directed against the repetitious mechanisms of the universe.
You only have to do a very few things right in your life so long as you don't do too read more
You only have to do a very few things right in your life so long as you don't do too many things wrong.
Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.
Life is for each man a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors.
Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.
Life is the art of drawing without an eraser.
The hero is the one who kindles a great light in the world, who sets up blazing torches in the read more
The hero is the one who kindles a great light in the world, who sets up blazing torches in the dark streets of life for men to see by. The saint is the man who walks through the dark paths of the world, himself a light.
