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Life is like an onion. Why is life like an onion? Because you peel away layer after layer and when read more
Life is like an onion. Why is life like an onion? Because you peel away layer after layer and when you come to the end you have nothing.
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring and because it has fresh peaches read more
Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring and because it has fresh peaches in it.
In love, it is better to know and be disappointed, than to not know and always wonder.
In love, it is better to know and be disappointed, than to not know and always wonder.
One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching.
One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching.
Life, like a mirror, never gives back more than we put into it.
Life, like a mirror, never gives back more than we put into it.
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.
Life is about appreciating what you have and waiting for what you will get. I believed being positive goes a read more
Life is about appreciating what you have and waiting for what you will get. I believed being positive goes a long way!
Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.
Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.
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.
