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He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life.
He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life.
This strange disease of modern life,
With its sick hurry, its divided aims.
This strange disease of modern life,
With its sick hurry, its divided aims.
You only live once -- but if you work it right, once is enough.
You only live once -- but if you work it right, once is enough.
Life is like a hot bath. It feels good while you're in it, but the longer you stay in, the read more
Life is like a hot bath. It feels good while you're in it, but the longer you stay in, the more wrinkled you get. -Robbert Oustin.
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.
Life, like a mirror, never gives back more than we put into it.
Life, like a mirror, never gives back more than we put into it.
There is only one success-to be able to spend your life in your own way. Morrie Schwartz, in "Tuesdays with read more
There is only one success-to be able to spend your life in your own way. Morrie Schwartz, in "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom -Christopher Morley.
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.
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.
