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"Life is too big for small dreams."
"Life is miraculous and love is the miracle."
"Life is not waiting for you. This moment is your life, so love it, live it, and enjoy it."
"Life itself is the journey of the mind toward the unknown infinite wilderness. Get lost."
"O for a Muse of fire, that would ascendThe brightest heaven of invention!"
"Life is not measured by the money we earn but by the love that we give away."
"Treasures are not found where many feet have trampled. They are found along the paths that no one else has taken...yet."
"Life will be perfect if your expectations and responses to events are humble and perfect."
"Life is what you think about it."
"Life is not what happens to you but what you think about it."
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"The saddest thing is that every love has an unhappy ending, and all the more unhappy in proportion to how divinely it began, with what wings it first took flight."
"Our religion is itself profoundly sad - a religion of universal anguish, and one which, because of its very catholicity, grants full liberty to the individual and asks no better than to be celebrated in each man's own language - so long as he knows anguish and is a painter."
"Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place."
"We are weighed down, every moment, by the conception and the sensation of Time. And there are but two means of escaping and forgetting this nightmare: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us. Work strengthens us. Let us choose."
"Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable."
"As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life."
"And yetto wine, to opium even, I preferthe elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself;and in the wasteland of desireyour eyes afford the wells to slake my thirst."
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