Life and Death
196 aphorisms · 11 comments
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tiny.ag/8tw9d5gh · submitted 1999 by E. Lechner
Either those curtains go or I do.
Oscar Wilde, (last words), in Life and Death
tiny.ag/ilv3oim9 · submitted 1997
Life is an unbroken succession of false situations.
tiny.ag/9djxhqx6 · submitted 1997
If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.
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/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/ymq69cki · submitted 1997
God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.
tiny.ag/i7frfq3v · submitted 1997
Heed not my earthly lot, for it hath little of earth in it.
tiny.ag/5lwhiz1c · submitted 1997
We come and go just like ripples in a stream.
tiny.ag/xw6wlcfo · submitted 1997
Life's a bitch, and life's got lots of sisters.
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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