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Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! Throughout the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth read more
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! Throughout the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name.
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.
Let us live then, and be glad
While young life's before us
After youthful pastime had,
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Let us live then, and be glad
While young life's before us
After youthful pastime had,
After old age had and sad,
Earth will slumber over us.
[Lat., Gaudeamus igitur,
Juvenes dum sumus
Post pucundam juventutem.
Post molestam senectutem.
Nos habetit humus.]
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
Life does not accomodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed read more
Life does not accomodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed desstroys its container or else there would be no fruition. -Florida Scott-Maxwell.
Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened.
Don't cry because its over, smile because it happened.
You only live once - but if you work it right, once is enough. -Joe E. Lewis.
You only live once - but if you work it right, once is enough. -Joe E. Lewis.
The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less than a span:
In his conception wretched, from the read more
The World's a bubble, and the Life of Man less than a span:
In his conception wretched, from the womb so to the tomb.
Curst from his cradle, and brought up to years with cares and
fears.
Who then to frail mortality shall trust,
But limns the water, or but writes in dust.
Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it read more
Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.