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Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need read more
Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it's time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete. Because you know it's never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one.
Never waste a minute of your precious life by squandering it thinking about people you don't like
Never waste a minute of your precious life by squandering it thinking about people you don't like
In modern life nothing produces such an effect as a good platitude. It makes the whole world kin.
In modern life nothing produces such an effect as a good platitude. It makes the whole world kin.
Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
Life is like a mirror, we get the best results when we smile at it.
Life is like a mirror, we get the best results when we smile at it.
The closing years of life are like a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
The closing years of life are like a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
Life is too short to live the same day twice. It's a new day, get on your way.
Life is too short to live the same day twice. It's a new day, get on your way.
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how read more
Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people spend it for you. -Carl Sandburg.
Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was read more
Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem.