The art of living well and the art of dying well are one.

The art of living well and the art of dying well are one.

Life, we learn too late, is in the living, the tissue of every day and hour.

Life, we learn too late, is in the living, the tissue of every day and hour.

Life is an offensive, directed against the repetitious mechanisms of the universe.

Life is an offensive, directed against the repetitious mechanisms of the universe.

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.]

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.

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.

Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open.

Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open.

Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.

Life every man holds dear; but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.

There are two ways to slide easily through life: to believe everything or to doubt everything; both ways save us read more

There are two ways to slide easily through life: to believe everything or to doubt everything; both ways save us from thinking.