Yeh Jeevan hai................Is Jeevan Ka.........Yehi hai......Yehi hai.......yehi hai.... Rang Roop.............
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurditie.
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
The tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate,
We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give.
Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.
He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.
Life would be infinitely happier if we could only be born at the age of eighty and gradually approach eighteen.
If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with success unexpected in common hours.
The man who makes everything that leads to happiness depends upon himself, and not upon other men, has adopted the very best plan for living happily. This is the man of moderation, the man of manly character and of wisdom.
There are only two tragedies in life: one is not getting what one wants, and the other is getting it.
People grow through experience if they meet life honestly and courageously. This is how character is built.
In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years......
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