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Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.
Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody.
You either love or you hate. You live in the middle, you get nothing.
You either love or you hate. You live in the middle, you get nothing.
Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never read more
Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.
It's life isn't it? You plow ahead and make a hit. And you plow on and someone passes you. Then read more
It's life isn't it? You plow ahead and make a hit. And you plow on and someone passes you. Then someone passes them. Time levels.
The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in read more
The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in wealth and depth of tone, but never hustled.
Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning read more
Who will tell whether one happy moment of love or the joy of breathing or walking on a bright morning and smelling the fresh air, is not worth all the suffering and effort which life implies.
Look at life through the windshield, not the rear-view mirror
Look at life through the windshield, not the rear-view mirror
Without duty, life is soft and boneless; it cannot hold itself together.
Without duty, life is soft and boneless; it cannot hold itself together.
The trouble with life is that there are so many beautiful women and so little time.
The trouble with life is that there are so many beautiful women and so little time.
