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Life's but a span, or a tale, or a word,
That in a trice, or suddaine, is rehearsed.
Life's but a span, or a tale, or a word,
That in a trice, or suddaine, is rehearsed.
Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.
Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.
O what is life, if we must hold it thus as wind-blown sparks hold momentary fire?
O what is life, if we must hold it thus as wind-blown sparks hold momentary fire?
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away
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.
What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea. It is something out of his own read more
What each must seek in his life never was on land or sea. It is something out of his own unique potentiality for experience, something that never has been and never could have been experienced by anyone else.
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of read more
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others. -Pericles.
It is not the years in your life but the life in your years that counts.
It is not the years in your life but the life in your years that counts.
Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people read more
Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh. -George Bernard Shaw.
