You will never find time for anything. If you want time you must make it.
A man that is young in years may be old in hours, if he has lost no time.
Why must conversions always come so late? Why do people always apologize to corpses?
To change one''s life: Start immediately. Do it flamboyantly. No exceptions.
There are a million ways to lose a work day, but not even a single way to get one back.
Never forget that you must die; that death will come sooner than you expect... God has written the letters of death upon your hands. In the inside of your hands you will see the letters M.M. It means "Memento Mori" - remember you must die.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.
To always be intending to live a new life, but never find time to set about it - this is as if a man should put off eating and drinking from one day to another till he be starved and destroyed.
Be happy while you''re living, for you''re a long time dead.
Time! where didst thou those years inter Which I have seene decease?
For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way. Something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.
Life is not lost by dying; life is lost minute by minute, day by dragging day, in all the thousand small uncaring ways.
As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.
Why always "not yet"? Do flowers in spring say "not yet"?
Dream as if you''ll live forever. Live as if you''ll die today.
Spend the afternoon. You can''t take it with you.
As you grow older, you''ll find the only things you regret are the things you didn''t do.
Do not take life too seriously. You will never get out of it alive.
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