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Lucius Seneca
No man enjoys the true taste of life, but he who is ready and willing to quit it
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Lucius Seneca
Life's like a play: it's not the length, but the excellence of the acting that matters
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Lucius Seneca
Life, if well lived, is long enough
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Lucius Seneca
It is more fitting for a man to laugh at life than to lament over it
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Lucius Seneca
As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters
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Lucius Seneca
A happy life is one which is in accordance with its own nature
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Stephen Hawking
Life would be tragic if it weren't funny.
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William Wordsworth
A happy youth, and their old age
Is beautiful and free.
The Fountain
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William Wordsworth
There is
One great society alone on earth:
The noble living and the noble dead.
The Prelude
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William Wordsworth
Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all
The dreary intercourse of daily life.
Lines completed a few miles above Tintern Abbey
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
On Anger:
"For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
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Friedrich Nietzsche
On Destiny:
"Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
Francis Bacon
On Friendship:
"A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."
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