'I wish life was not so short,' he thought. Languages take such a time, and so do all the things read more

'I wish life was not so short,' he thought. Languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.

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.

Life is like wind. When it blows, it washes everything away, so clutch onto what you are holding.

Life is like wind. When it blows, it washes everything away, so clutch onto what you are holding.

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.

We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. read more

We can spend our lives letting the world tell us who we are. Sane or insane. Saints or sex addicts. Heroes or victims. Letting history tell us how good or bad we are. Letting our past decide our future. Or we can decide for ourselves. And maybe it's our job to invent something better.

One of the dreariest spots on life's road is the point of conviction that nothing will ever again happen to read more

One of the dreariest spots on life's road is the point of conviction that nothing will ever again happen to you.

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

Life is a long preparation for something that never happens.

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.

Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed read more

Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition.rn