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Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
Life is ours to be spent, not to be saved.
In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as read more
In the midst of hopes and cares, of apprehensions and of disquietude, regard every day that dawns upon you as if it was to be your last; then super-added hours, to the enjoyment of which you had not looked forward, will prove an acceptable boon. -Horace.
The art of life is to know how to enjoy a little and to endure much.
The art of life is to know how to enjoy a little and to endure much.
For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there read more
For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way. Something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life. -Fr. Alfred D'Souza.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the read more
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
Life's unfairness is not irrevocable; we can help balance the scales for others, if not always for ourselves. . -Hubert read more
Life's unfairness is not irrevocable; we can help balance the scales for others, if not always for ourselves. . -Hubert Humphrey.
It's not your blue blood, your pedigree or your college degree. It's what you do with your life that counts.
It's not your blue blood, your pedigree or your college degree. It's what you do with your life that counts.
Clay lies still but blood's a rover; Breath's a ware that will not keep. Up, lad; when the journey's over read more
Clay lies still but blood's a rover; Breath's a ware that will not keep. Up, lad; when the journey's over There'll be time enough for sleep.