Quote by Langston Hughes

Life is for the living.Death is for the dead.Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.


Life is for the living.Death is for the dead.Let life be lik

Summary

This quote highlights the concept that life should be fully experienced and embraced, while death is inevitable and should be accepted as the end of life. Comparing life to music, it suggests that life should be lived with passion, rhythm, and harmony. On the other hand, death is portrayed as an unsaid note, implying that although it cannot be avoided, it is something that typically remains unspoken or unknown. Overall, the quote encourages individuals to cherish and make the most out of life while acknowledging and understanding the inevitability of death.

By Langston Hughes
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