Dieting: A system of starving yourself to death so you can live a little longer.
What sort of god would deliberately create a world in which his creatures must eat one another to live?
Why should we faint and fear to live alone,Since all alone, so Heaven has willed, we die?Nor even the tenderest heart, and next our own,Knows half the reasons why we smile and sigh.
We get most upset with those we love because they are close to us and we know that they are aware of our weaknesses. . . If only we could learn to live with our inadequacies, our frailties, our vulnerabilities, we would not need to try so hard to push away those who really know us.
May you live all the days of your life.
One cannot live without inconsistency.
It's a pretty frantic world that we live in
We live by encouragement and die without it - slowly, sadly and angrily.
I can change. I can live out of my imagination instead of my memory. I can tie myself to my limitless potential instead of my limiting past
Live your life by a compass, not a clock.
The only thing of weight that can be said against modern honor is that it is directly opposite to religion. The one bids you bear injuries with patience, the other tells you if you don't resent them, you are not fit to live.
What concerns anyone so much as the time he has to live?
Nothing hurts a good soul and kind heart more than to live amongst people who can't understand it.
Whether at work, at home or in public, we have been trained to believe that who we are at the core of our being is often unacceptable. As a result, we work diligently to live up to - and sometimes down to - what others have made us out to be, whether or not it is an accurate reflection of who we are.
Self-knowledge, I guess, is hard. But I think pain is harder, personally. I think to be hopeless is very hard. I think to die without hope or to live without hope is very hard.
May you live as long as you are fit to live, but no longer, or, may you rather die before you cease to be fit to live than after!
The farmer and manufacturer can no more live without profit than the labourer without wages.
Everything is barely weeks. Everything is days. We have minutes to live.
The words you say never live up to the words in your head.
When you live life for yourself it's hard on everyone. And that hasn't changed. For me, if anything, it's gotten worse.
