Quote of the Day - 2

A Guy said:

Long you live and high you'll fly and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry and all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be.
~Pink Floyd- Breathe

A Guy

Excellent


“Then as it was, then again it will be, and though the course will change sometimes, rivers always reach the sea.”

Led Zeppelin

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
~Martin Luther King, Jr.

A Guy

Man who stand on hill with mouth open will wait long time for roast duck to drop in.

Confucius


If you want happiness for an hour – take a nap. If you want happiness for a day – go fishing. If you want happiness for a month – get married. If you want happiness for a year – inherit a fortune. If you want happiness for a lifetime – help someone else.

Chinese Proverb

The young don't worry about death, because secretly they know they will live forever. The problem is, as you get older, forever doesn't seem so far away. -Terry Pratchett (author of the Diskworld series of books)

never say goodbye..

severedsolo said:

The young don't worry about death, because secretly they know they will live forever. The problem is, as you get older, forever doesn't seem so far away. -Terry Pratchett (author of the Diskworld series of books)

I can relate to that one!

ryo said:

never say goodbye..

ryo, I am of American Indian (Native American) descent. In the multitude of native languages in the USA, there are no words for "goodbye". The words used in that context translate to "later" in English, meaning "I will see you later" - if not in this life then in the next. I usually follow the traditions and say "later"

In reality, we are all travelers - even explorers of mortality.
~Thomas S. Monson

A Guy

Have seen Extracts of this quoted here but this is the full version

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas - on the death of his father