I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.
For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Everything that has a beginning has an ending. Make your peace with that and all will be well.
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature.
I can't think of a more wonderful thanksgiving for the life I've had than that everyone should be jolly at my funeral.
It is not length of life, but depth of life.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come.
O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
Some are bound to die young. By dying young a person stays young in people's memory. If he burns brightly before he dies, his brightness shines for all time.
A well-spent day brings happy sleep.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
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