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Life isn't simple. But the beauty of it is, you can always start over. It'll get easier.
Life isn't simple. But the beauty of it is, you can always start over. It'll get easier.
I think loss of loved ones is the hardest blow in life.
I think loss of loved ones is the hardest blow in life.
Life, which all creatures love and strive to keep
Wonderful, dear and pleasant unto each,
Even to read more
Life, which all creatures love and strive to keep
Wonderful, dear and pleasant unto each,
Even to the meanest; yea, a boon to all
Where pity is, for pity makes the world
Soft to the weak and noble for the strong.
All you are is a soul and a voice, everything else is just a tool to help you get through read more
All you are is a soul and a voice, everything else is just a tool to help you get through the day easier.
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.
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 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.
The moment giving and loving becomes more of an option than an obligation, you always tend to miss out on read more
The moment giving and loving becomes more of an option than an obligation, you always tend to miss out on the beautiful moments of life.
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They read more
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.
