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Old age is just a record of one\'s whole life.
Old age is just a record of one\'s whole life.
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 trouble with the rat race is that, even if you win, you're still a rat.
The trouble with the rat race is that, even if you win, you're still a rat.
Life is hard. After all it kills you.
Life is hard. After all it kills you.
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.
Clay lies still but blood's a rover; Breath's a ware that will not keep. Up, lad; when the journey's over read more
Clay lies still but blood's a rover; Breath's a ware that will not keep. Up, lad; when the journey's over There'll be time enough for sleep.
Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.
The world is made up of people who never quite get into the first team and who just miss the read more
The world is made up of people who never quite get into the first team and who just miss the prizes at the flower show.
The art of living is more like that of wrestling than of dancing. The main thing is to stand firm read more
The art of living is more like that of wrestling than of dancing. The main thing is to stand firm and be ready for an unseen attack.
