Life in this world is not a vale of tears, not a trial, but a thing that surpasses our imagination.[Жизнь здесь – не юдоль плача, не место испытания, а нечто такое, лучше чего мы ничего не можем себе представить.]
Life has many ways of testing a person’s will, either by having nothing happen at all or by having everything happen all at once.
Life goes on, yes—and a fool and his self-respect are soon parted.
Life for me has become a bitter drink, and yet it must be taken in drops, slowly, counting.[Livet er blevet mig en beesk Drik, og dog skal den indtages som Draaber, langsomt, tællende.]
Life does not cease to be funny when people die any more than it ceases to be serious when people laugh.
Life could not change the sun or water the desert, so it changed itself.
Life could be limitless joy, if we would only take it for what it is, in the way it is given to us.[Радость этой жизни бесконечна, только бы мы пользовались ею для того, для чего она дана нам.]
Life comes from life. Life begets life begets life begets life begets life.
Life changes fast. Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends.
Life can’t really be solved by admirable maxims out of modern literature. Nature’s red in tooth and claw, remember.
Life can seem either very long or very short, according to how you live it.
Life can be very terrible. One needs much courage.
