Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal likings.

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.

Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.

Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.

Trouble is part of your life - if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you read more

Trouble is part of your life - if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough. -Dinah Shore.

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

We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.

We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.

I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived
just the length read more

I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived
just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as
well.

Life does not accomodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed read more

Life does not accomodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn't do it better. Every seed desstroys its container or else there would be no fruition. -Florida Scott-Maxwell.

Let us live then, and be glad
While young life's before us
After youthful pastime had,
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Let us live then, and be glad
While young life's before us
After youthful pastime had,
After old age had and sad,
Earth will slumber over us.
[Lat., Gaudeamus igitur,
Juvenes dum sumus
Post pucundam juventutem.
Post molestam senectutem.
Nos habetit humus.]