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Life is an offensive, directed against the repetitious mechanisms of the universe.
Life is an offensive, directed against the repetitious mechanisms of the universe.
Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - read more
Wars and elections are both too big and too small to matter in the long run. The daily work - that goes on, it adds up.
The first half of our lives is ruined by our parents and the second half by our children.
The first half of our lives is ruined by our parents and the second half by our children.
I love working out. It's my release. I've done it since I've been in the military.
I love working out. It's my release. I've done it since I've been in the military.
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.
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a read more
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me.
When your life flashes before your eyes, make sure you’ve got plenty to watch.
When your life flashes before your eyes, make sure you’ve got plenty to watch.
All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
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All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And Winter, slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.
The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it.
The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it.
