Oh, how daily life is.

Life is a sexually transmitted disease and there is a 100% mortality rate.

No man is lost while he yet lives.

(Life,) this escalator carrying her from dark into the dark.

She took walks, and was sensible about shoes and diet. And never did she feel that she was living.

Life is the gift of God, and is divine.

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another, Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and a silence.

Life is meant to be a never-ending education. And when this is fully appreciated, we are no longer survivors but adventurers.

Thou wilt find rest from vain fancies if thou doest every act in life as though it were thy last.

What a strange pattern the shuttle of life can weave ...