Life’s not an Agatha Christie novel. It’s a lot messier.
Life, for all its anguish, is ours, Miss Ives. It belongs to no other.
Life only really has one beginning and one end, and the rest is just a whole lot of middle.
Life is too short for so much sorrow.
Life is the pits, and you can’t get what you want, no matter how handsome and good-looking you are.
Life is the most magical gift there is, and if there’s God, he’s amazing, because he gave us life and the gratitude and creativity to keep it going as long as we possibly can.[to Nathan]
Life is simple as hell until you bring on a partner.
Life is short. Go where you feel love. And if that love’s consistent… stay.[to Vic]
Life is not just a bag of s***, but a leaky one. You can’t help being touched by it.
Life is not a walk across an open field.
Life is not a fairy tale. Not everyone deserves a happy ending.
Life has a way of reminding you of who you are.
