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A little more moderation would be good. Of course, my life hasn't exactly been one of moderation.
A little more moderation would be good. Of course, my life hasn't exactly been one of moderation.
You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.
You know, you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him.
Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the read more
Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started read more
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle read more
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. -Samuel Ullman.
Fortunately psychoanalysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.
Fortunately psychoanalysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.
I am whatever you say I am; if I wasn\'t, then why would you say I am.
I am whatever you say I am; if I wasn\'t, then why would you say I am.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on.
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo read more
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. -Crowfoot.
