Life and Death
196 aphorisms · 11 comments
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tiny.ag/up1actjs · submitted 1997
Decay is inherent in all compounded things. Strive on with diligence.
Unknown, (sometimes, almost certainly incorrectly, attributed to the Buddha), in Life and Death
tiny.ag/mqbuthzj · submitted 1997 by Brad Johnson
I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead.
tiny.ag/diamcwob · submitted 1997
Death meant little to me. It was the last joke in a series of bad jokes.
tiny.ag/tvfsj7gx · submitted 1997
I don't feel good.
Luther Burbank, (dying words), in Life and Death
tiny.ag/v5ziucpl · submitted 1997
My interest is in the future because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.
tiny.ag/ozic8c3g · submitted 1997
Life is short. Live it up.
Nikita Khrushchev, (New York Times Magazine, August 3, 1958), in Happiness and Misery and Life and Death
tiny.ag/dkcw9sko · submitted 1997
A child is a person who can't understand why someone would give away a perfectly good kitten.
tiny.ag/k6fhbfxn · submitted 1997
Few things are more satisfying than seeing your own children have teenagers of their own.
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/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/9exdprka · submitted 1997
I am not afraid of tomorrow, for I have seen yesterday and I love today.
tiny.ag/8tw9d5gh · submitted 1999 by E. Lechner
Either those curtains go or I do.
Oscar Wilde, (last words), in Life and Death
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