Blast from the past…
The clock of life is wound but once, and no one has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, late or early hour. I do today that urgent task; I do it with a will, I wait not for tomorrow, my hands may then be still.
Life is mostly froth and bubble, two things stand like stone; Kindness in another?s trouble, Courage in your own.
Man has but three events in his life:? to be born, to live and to die. He is not conscious of his birth, he suffers at his death and he forgets to live.
Life is a comedy to those who think, and a tragedy to those who feel.
It?s not true that life is one damn thing after another; It?s one damn thing over and over.-We live, we breathe, we die:?-somewhere in the middle, we have fifteen minutes of fame.
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