Life and Death
196 aphorisms · 11 comments
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161–180 (196)
tiny.ag/wdjstbs9 · submitted 1997
Some men are alive simply because it is against the law to kill them.
tiny.ag/esckebld · submitted 1997
Don't take life too seriously; you will never get out of it alive.
tiny.ag/imy14xh7 · submitted 1997
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty is the youth of old age.
tiny.ag/hsueg1lg · submitted 1997
Maybe this world is another planet's Hell.
tiny.ag/qg76oj0x · submitted 1997
If we catch a glimpse of freedom, we wish to possess it; if we catch a glimpse of death, we want nothing to do with it. One we cannot have, the other we cannot avoid.
tiny.ag/fdrthlxv · submitted 1997
Parents are traffic signs that are always in our blind spots.
tiny.ag/goflcpah · submitted 1997
To rid ourselves of our shadows -- who we are -- we must step into either total light or total darkness. Goodness and evil.
tiny.ag/ol561nt2 · submitted 1997
Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they're going to catch you in next.
tiny.ag/2mafbkev · submitted 1997
You can learn many things from children. How much patience you have, for instance.
tiny.ag/i5on8zyd · submitted 1997
tiny.ag/w9xyjy4p · submitted 1997
Nothing endures but change.
tiny.ag/bmtd51wv · submitted 1999
Live to win, dare to fail.
tiny.ag/o7wo0x8t · submitted 1997
Born to be wild -- live to outgrow it.
tiny.ag/3dnw6xyp · submitted 1997
Death is feared as birth is forgotten.
tiny.ag/m3b4teek · submitted 1997
Death is the final wake-up call.
tiny.ag/dzxgn8lw · submitted 1997
Drive slow and enjoy the scenery -- drive fast and join the scenery.
tiny.ag/yvxqb7s2 · submitted 1999
It is the deed that teaches, not the name we give it. Murder and capital punishment are not the opposites that cancel one another, but similars that breed the same kind.
tiny.ag/v1gy9mza · submitted 1997
It's like déjà vu all over again.
tiny.ag/hfdoz0jf · submitted 1997
All animals except man know that the ultimate of life is to enjoy it.
tiny.ag/t0stg1ru · submitted 1997
In our society, any man who doesn't cry at his mother's funeral is liable to be condemned to death.
Albert Camus, The Stranger, in Life and Death
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