Life and Death
196 aphorisms · 11 comments
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tiny.ag/hudckmys · submitted 1997
If time be of all things most precious, wasting time must be the greatest prodigality, since lost time is never found again; and what we call time enough always proves little enough.
tiny.ag/ac57f8tj · submitted 1997
In this world, nothing is certain but death and taxes.
tiny.ag/f70nm4cm · submitted 1999
All I desire for my own burial is not to be buried alive.
tiny.ag/fznv6alr · submitted 1997
I never think of the future -- it will come soon enough.
tiny.ag/u4ywocdm · submitted 1997
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.
tiny.ag/ymq69cki · submitted 1997
God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.
tiny.ag/obxpwig2 · submitted 1997
Being on the tightrope is living; everything else is waiting.
tiny.ag/i9e7qkvx · submitted 1997
Without the threat of death there's no reason to live at all.
tiny.ag/fbobxg1w · submitted 1997
A baby is God's opinion that the world should go on.
tiny.ag/hoegt9rs · submitted 1997
Sanity is madness put to good use.
tiny.ag/i4m56pqh · submitted 1997
Goodbye. I am leaving because I am bored.
George Saunders, (dying words), in Life and Death
tiny.ag/dmbscgzj · submitted 1997
Life is a rollercoaster. Try to eat a light lunch.
tiny.ag/q2py4esl · submitted 1997
Let us so live that when we come to die, even the undertaker will be sorry.
Mark Twain, in Life and Death and Vice and Virtue
tiny.ag/maz6ijau · submitted 1997
Life is but a dream, a grotesque and foolish dream.
Mark Twain, The Mysterious Stranger, in Life and Death
tiny.ag/8vqphwcy · submitted 1998 by Mark van Essen
Mankind terminated, man what a break.
Mark van Essen, (from a lyric written for Bruce Springsteen), in Life and Death
tiny.ag/e6lxgan0 · submitted 1997
A city is a large community where people are lonesome together.
tiny.ag/hvae0ia3 · submitted 1999 by Leonard Alan Reiss
I have all the time in the world to worry about death when I am dead.
tiny.ag/9kvgpvf0 · submitted 1999 by Leonard Alan Reiss
Time stands still for no man.
tiny.ag/nwd35ukj · submitted 1997
What makes old age so sad is not that our joys but our hopes cease.
Jean Paul Richter, in Happiness and Misery and Life and Death
tiny.ag/5udkeisb · submitted 1997
There is only one blasphemy, and that is the refusal to experience joy.
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