living

Living erotically is opening oneself up to nature-- externally and within.

There is more to life than just living.

None but ourselves will put the concrete on our road to success.

And the fact was that he remembered once thinking that he was fine with dying anywhere at any time_ but now, gazing at each corpse in turn, he thought with all his heart, I__ glad I didn__ die there. I have to go home. I__e still got things to do.

People don't buy Moet & Dom because they love the taste, the buy it because they need "Livin' Large" photo on Facebook!

I know my time will come soon enough, but I will not dwell on it. What is the purpose? We might as well dwell on the work of our teeth or on the mechanics of our walk. It is there, it will always be there, and I don't intend to spend my glorious hours looking over my shoulder to see death's icy face.

Life is sweet or bitter depending on where your attention is, at that moment.

Prosperity cannot be experienced by living detached from Nature. Everything else is only a gradation of materialistic, earthly ambitions. We came from the stars and there lies the path to our substantive evolution.

Seemingly suicidal, it's not. I never wanted to live. I wanted to be happy. Living was always accidental.

If you are not careful you will end up living the illusions that others have created for you.

Everything was so much sharper without the Link fogging me--sights, sounds, smells. It was exhilarating and shocking and terrifying. I knew my emotions had grown too strong. They were dangerous to the Community. They were dangerous to me.But still, I wanted color. I wanted to soar with happiness even if it meant dealing with the weight of fear and guilt, too. I wanted to live. And that meant that I couldn't give the glitching up. At least not yet. Just a little bit longer.

Ignore what you don't like. Insist what u need.

Dream sets us on fire.Dream gives us direction.Dream betters our potential.Dream helps us prioritize.Dream adds value to our work andlife.Dream colors our future.

She's no longer afraid to die. What she's afraid of is living, accepting the status quo.

Time is a cruel thief to rob us of our former selves. We lose as much to life as we do to death.

Stop complaining and start living.

you got one life so dont stop living it!

We're always on breath away from something--living or dying--, sometimes it just can't be helped.