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Life is grim, and we don't have to be grim all the time.
Life is an empty bottle filled with love.
Life, an age to the miserable, and a moment to the happy.
Life isn't fair. It's true, and you still have to deal with it. Whining about it rarely levels the playing field, but learning to rise above it is the ultimate reward.
Life is short and pain is long and we were all put on this earth to help each other.
Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts or happenings. It consist mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever flowing through one's head.
Life said Emerson, "consists of what a man is thinking all day."If that be so, than my life is nothing but a big intestine. I not only dream about food all day, but I dream about it at night.
Life is real and sometimes it's ugly and you just have to learn how to cope.
Life lies behind us as the quarry from whence we get tiles and copestones for the masonry of to-day. This is the way to learn grammar. Colleges and books only copy the language which the field and the work-yard made.
But I can say that life is good to me. Has been and is good. So I think my task is to be good to it. So how do you be good to life? You live it.
Life is always frightful. We cannot help it and we are responsible all the same. One's born and at once one is guilty.
Life has left no marks on him, because he hasn't paid much attention to it.
Life is either a continuous process improvement or a terminal disease that we will all die from anyways.
Life was such a wheel that no man could stand upon it for long. And it always, at the end, came round to the same place again.