Echoes

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.

Just to be is a blessing. Just to live is holy.

When you arise in the morning think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love.

In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.

I am endeavouring to live every day as if it were a complete life.

He who should teach men to die would at the same time teach them to live.

It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.

Not to live as if you had endless years ahead of you. Death overshadows you. While you're alive and able—be good.

Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely.

Happy is the man who hath the hour of his death always before his eyes, and daily prepareth himself to die.

Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.

Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.

The God who gave us life, gave us liberty at the same time.

Life is a journey, not a destination.

The person who has lived the most is not the one who has lived the longest, but the one with the richest experiences.

Life is given to none for freehold, to all on lease.

Lost Time is never found again.

It is not that we have a short time to live, but that we waste a great deal of it.

The measure of a man's life is the well spending of it, and not the length.

Nature is to be found in her entirety nowhere more than in her smallest creatures.

Understand however that every man is worth just so much as the things are worth about which he busies himself.

Read the best books first, or you may not have a chance to read them at all.

The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.

Do not act as if thou wert going to live ten thousand years. Death hangs over thee. While thou livest, while it is in thy power, be good.

I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking. The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there's little good evidence. Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides.