“Hope rises and dreams flicker and die. Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday. Life is beautiful and living is pain.” ThinkingLoveLifeInspirationalDreamPainBeautifulLife IsDiesHopePlansLonelinessTomorrowYesterdayPlanningLive LifeLiving My LifeFlickerLife Is BeautifulLoneliness And Solitude Author:Hunter S. Thompson
“I rather think the cinema will die. Look at the energy being exerted to revive it - yesterday it was color, today three dimensions. I don't give it forty years more. Witness the decline of conversation. Only the Irish have remained incomparable conversationalists, maybe because technical progress has passed them by.” ThinkingGivingYearsLooksTodayFilmDiesThreeEnergyProgressColorConversationYesterdayWitnessCinemaDimensionsFortyDeclineReviveIncomparableThree Dimensions Author:Orson Welles
“The soft bonds of love are indifferent to life and death. They hold through time so that yesterday’s love is part of today’s and the confidence in tomorrow’s love is also part of today’s. And when one dies, the memory lives in the other, and is warm and breathing. And when both die - I almost believe, rationalist though I am - that somewhere it remains, indestructible and eternal, enriching all of the universe by the mere fact that once it existed.” BelieveFactsTodayDiesUniverseMemoriesLove IsTomorrowEternalRemainsMereWarmYesterdayBreathingLife And DeathIndifferentRough TimesIndestructibleEnrichingBonds Of Love Book:It's Been a Good Life Source: It's Been a Good Life
“I have got this letter which actually goes out the day after I die. It has already been written. And it says that: "Yesterday I died". And then it says: "That's bad news for me, but it's not bad news for you, the shareholders of Berkshire". And then I go on and explain what is going to happen. I know that is one time when they will be really interested in hearing from me.” KnowsHappensDiesWrittenGoes OnNewsLettersDiedHearingYesterdayOne TimeBad NewsShareholders Author:Warren Buffett
“Thousands of men breathe, move, and live; pass off the stage of life and are heard of no more. Why? They did not a particle of good in the world; and none were blest by them, none could point to them as the instrument of their redemption; not a line they wrote, not a word they spoke, could be recalled, and so they perished--their light went out in darkness, and they were not remembered more than the insects of yesterday. Will you thus live and die, O man immortal? Live for something.” MenWorldLightMovingDiesLinesDarknessHeardStageInstrumentsBreatheYesterdayRedemptionRememberedImmortalSpokesInsectsParticlesUsefulnessStages Of LifeGood In The World Author:Thomas Chalmers