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Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life read more
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.
I know that there are a lot of people out there with stories far worse than mine but you, too, read more
I know that there are a lot of people out there with stories far worse than mine but you, too, can make it. To those of you who have, welcome to life. I celebrate you.
'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.
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived
just the length read more
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived
just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as
well.
Simplicity, clarity, singleness: these are the attributes that give our lives power and vividness and joy.
Simplicity, clarity, singleness: these are the attributes that give our lives power and vividness and joy.
The closing years of life are like a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
The closing years of life are like a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the read more
With aching hands and bleeding feet
We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;
We bear the burden and the heat
Of the long day, and wish 'twere done.
Not till the hours of light return
All we have built as we discern.
The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made. Life is read more
The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made. Life is a whim of several billion cells to be you for a while. -Groucho Marx.
Our own life is the instrument with which we experiment with the truth. -Thich Nhat Hanh.
Our own life is the instrument with which we experiment with the truth. -Thich Nhat Hanh.