I envy people who can just look at a sunset. I wonder how you can shoot it. There is nothing more grotesque to me than a vacation.
It's true love because if he said quit drinking martinis but I kept on drinking them and the next morning I couldn't get out of bed, he wouldn't tell me he told me.
Judith Viorst
You have endured worse things; God will grant an end even to these.
Virgil
I have lived, and I have run the course which fortune allotted me; and now my shade shall descend illustrious to the grave.
Death twitches my ear. Live, he says, I am coming.
Who asks whether the enemy were defeated by strategy or valor?
Harsh necessity, and the newness of my kingdom, force me to do such things and to guard my frontiers everywhere.
Roman, remember that you shall rule the nations by your authority, for this is to be your skill, to make peace the custom, to spare the conquered, and to wage war until the haughty are brought low.
Evil is nourished and grows by concealment.
Each man has his appointed day: short and irreparable in the brief life of all, but to extend our fame by our deeds, this is the work of mankind.
Fame hides her head among the clouds.
Our fate, whatever it is to be, will be overcome by patience under it.
Wherever the fates lead us let us follow.
Fear is proof of a low born soul.
Fortune sides with him who dares.
Trust not the horse, O Trojans. Be it what it may, I fear the Grecians even when they offer gifts.
I too must attempt a way by which I can raise myself above the ground, and soar triumphant through the lips of men.
Each person, makes their own terrible passion their God.
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.
Rumor grows as it goes.
As a twig is bent the tree inclines.
Press no further with hate.
The gates of Hell are open night and day; smooth the descent, and easy is the way: but, to return, and view the cheerful skies; in this, the task and mighty labor lies.
Hope on, and save yourself for prosperous times.
It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.
Source Unknown
It doesn't matter much where you live. It only matters how well you live when you're there
First I was dying to finish high-school and start college. Then I was dying to finish college and start working. Next, I was dying for my children to grow old enough for school, so I could return to work. Finally, I was dying to retire. And now, I am dying
After all, life is really simple; we ourselves create the circumstances that complicate it.
A man's life is 20 years of having his mother ask him where he is going, 40 years of having his wife ask the same question and, at the end, perhaps having the mourners wondering too.
A life is like a tree -- if you don't make it straight when its young and green, you'll never do it when it's old and dry.
Life is like wine, the longer you take to enjoy it the more chance you've got of tasting vinegar.
Life is but a game and we are the playthings of the gods.
We made too many wrong mistakes.
Yogi Berra
People don't go there anymore. It's too crowded.
If the people don't want to come out to the park, nobody's gonna stop them.
'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.
Miguel de Cervantes
I am reminded of the professor who, in his declining hours, was asked by his devoted pupils for his final counsel. He replied, 'Verify your quotations.'
Sir Winston Churchill, quoted in
...The city fireman-the fire that suddenly bursts forth in the close-pack'd square, The arriving engines, the hoarse shouts, the nimble stepping and daring,The strong command through the fire-trumpets, the falling in line,the rise and fall of the arms forcing the water,The slender, spasmic, blue-white jets-the bringing to bear of the hooks and ladders, and their execution,The crash and cut away of connecting wood-work, or through floors, if the fire smoulders under them,The crowd with their lit faces, watching-the glare and dense shadows;....
Walt Whitman, The Song of the Br
YER OF THE VIGILE DEL FUOCO Lord who light the skyes and fill up the abysses,burn in our breast the flame of sacrifice.Strenghten the spirit of service that burn in us,make safe our eye, steady our foot,to make effective the rescue that in your name we bringto brothers in danger.When the siren shrieks in the streets of the town,listen the throb of our earths devoted to renounce.When in competition with eagles we climb to You,support us Your sored hand.When the fire irresistible flares up,burns the evil nestled in the houses of men,not the life and affections of Your sons.Lord, we are the bearer of Your Cross,and risk is our daily bread.A day without risk is not lived,because for we believers death is life,is light: in the dread of collapses, in the fury of waters,in the hell of fires.Our life is the fire, our faith is God.For Saint Barbara martyr.AMEN
Anon., The prayer of italian fir
Medicine, to produce health, has to examine disease.
Plutarch
Money cannot buy health, but I'd settle for a diamond-studded wheelchair.
Dorothy Parker, In Writers at Wo
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