Think of the life you have lived until now as over and, as a dead man, see what’s left as a bonus and live it according to Nature. Love the hand that fate deals you and play it as your own, for what could be more fitting?
The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new.
That which does not kill us makes us stronger
The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
Think of the life you have lived until now as over and, as a dead man, see what’s left as a bonus and live it according to Nature. Love the hand that fate deals you and play it as your own, for what could be more fitting?
The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new.
That which does not kill us makes us stronger
The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.