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.

The real malady is fear of life, not of death.

The real malady is fear of life, not of death.

All of us have our troubles. But no matter how unhappy we are, life has to carry on.

All of us have our troubles. But no matter how unhappy we are, life has to carry on.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

We know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Sometimes I think of life as a process where everybody is discouraging and taking everybody else down a peg or read more

Sometimes I think of life as a process where everybody is discouraging and taking everybody else down a peg or two.rn

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heat, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.

When life life does not find a singer to sing her heat, she produces a philosopher to speak her mind.

Life is the art of drawing sufficent conclusions from insufficient premises.

Life is the art of drawing sufficent conclusions from insufficient premises.

Don't be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life.

Don't be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life.

The greatest gift in life is to be remembered.

The greatest gift in life is to be remembered.