Live
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Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
Life is not always easy to live, but the opportunity to do so is a blessing beyond comprehension. In the process of living, we will face struggles, many of which will cause us to suffer and to experience pain.
If I had my will I would live in a ship on the sea, and never come nearer to humanity than that!
You decide the things that ultimately you do. You have choices in this world, and that's how I live.
I've talked to some drummers who seem to have a very hard time staying in shape on the road, including some drummers touring with high-profile acts that don't have to live on fast food every night.
Travel early and travel often. Live abroad, if you can. Understand cultures other than your own. As your understanding of other cultures increases, your understanding of yourself and your own culture will increase exponentially.
Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment.
As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them.
I live in Brooklyn, in Williamsburg, so I just like to wander around. Williamsburg's such a cool little neighborhood community spot.
We are born crying, live complaining, and die disappointed.
Men need to live and breathe women.
The life ahead can only be glorious if you learn to live in total harmony with the Lord.
A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
In the big picture, architecture is the art and science of making sure that our cities and buildings fit with the way we want to live our lives.
There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.
Who are we? We find that we live on an insignificant planet of a humdrum star lost in a galaxy tucked away in some forgotten corner of a universe in which there are far more galaxies than people.
When you write about animals, of course, you are really writing about the people who love and live with them. Animals mirror and reveal us. Dogs in particular are often reflections of us, and what we need them to be.
Men, women, and children who cannot live on gravity alone need something to satisfy their gayer, lighter moods and hours, and he who ministers to this want is, in my opinion, in a business established by the Creator of our nature. If he worthily fulfills his mission and amuses without corrupting, he need never feel that he has lived in vain.