We come and we cry, and that is life; we yawn and we depart, and that is death!
It matters not how long we live, but how.
Life is a long lesson in humility.
It is a misery to be born, a pain to live, a trouble to die.
Life is but a day at most.
One life - a little gleam of Time between two Eternities.
Hurried and worried until we're buried, and there's no curtain call, Life's a very funny proposition, after all.
For life in general, there is but one decree: youth is a blunder, manhood a struggle, old age a regret.
Out of sleeping a waking, Out of waking a sleep.
Our whole life is like a play.
No one is to be despaired of as long as he breathes. (While there is life there is hope.)
A useless life is an early death.
All that a man hath will he give for his life.
Life is a tragedy for those who feel, and a comedy for those who think.
Every life is many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.
Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!
Christian life consists in faith and charity.
Strait is the gate and narrow is the way which leadeth unto life.
My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But, ah, my foes, and, oh, my friends - It gives a lovely light.
Ah Love! could you and I with him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire Would we not shatter it to bits - and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart's Desire?