A UNIVERCIAL TRUTH OF LIFE

“ If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?”

You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her only that she is gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what she'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”

One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.”

“A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.”

“Every man dies - Not every man really lives.”

One can survive everything nowadays, except death, and live down anything, except a good reputation.

“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”

“I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter.”

He was a great patriot, a humanitarian, a loyal friend - provided, of course, that he really is dead.”

“If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.”

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.”

“Now, now my good man, this is no time for making enemies.”

“A person starts dying when they stop dreaming.”

Death is nothing, but to live defeated and inglorious is to die daily.”

“You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.”

“I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique special ness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything.”

“The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.”

“On a large enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.”

“After your death you will be what you were before your birth.