Life is nothing but a competition to be the criminal rather than the victim.

Those who live are those who fight.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

Simply the thing I am shall make me live.

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

Live today for tomorrow it will all be history.

The purpose of life, after all, is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experiences.

Life is but a game and we are the playthings of the gods.

The life of man is a long march through the night, surrounded by invisible foes, tortured by weariness and pain, towards a goal that few can hope to reach, and where none may tarry long.

We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.