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There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.

-George Santayana
Soliloquies in England 1922
"War Shrines"

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Thou art God, and I am God, and all that groks is God.

-Robert Heinlein
"Stranger In A Strange Land"

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A hundred objective measurements didn't sum the worth of a garden; only the delight of its users did that. Only the use made it mean something.

-Lois McMaster Bujold
"A Civil Campaign" 1999

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For certain is death for the born
And certain is birth for the dead;
Therefore over the inevitable
Thou shouldst not grieve.

-Bhagavad Gita (Chapter 2)

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No one but Night, with tears on her face
Watches beside me in this windy place.

-Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

-1 Corinthians 13:1-3

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I always remember an epitaph which is in the cemetary at Tombstone, Arizona. It says "Here lies Jack Williams. He done his damndest." I think that is the greatest epitaph a man can have - when he gives everything that is in him to do the job he has before him.

-Harry S. Truman

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Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.

-A. Sachs

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Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come.

-Robert Schuller

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This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clot of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.

-George Bernard Shaw