Life is one long process of getting tired.

Life is one long process of getting tired.

The hero is the one who kindles a great light in the world, who sets up blazing torches in the read more

The hero is the one who kindles a great light in the world, who sets up blazing torches in the dark streets of life for men to see by. The saint is the man who walks through the dark paths of the world, himself a light.

Those who build beneath the stars build too low.

Those who build beneath the stars build too low.

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'.

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if read more

You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.

O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I.

O Life! thou art a galling load, Along a rough, a weary road, To wretches such as I.

I submit to you that if a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to read more

I submit to you that if a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.

Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning read more

Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never read more

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.