Eat, drink and be merry (for tomorrow we die).

Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.

If today was it, would you die knowing you did your best?

If tomorrow never came, would you be proud of the last thing you said to each person you love?

If “someday” was only “now”, would you do everything you’ve always put off?

If you knew you had a choice about what kind of life you could be living, would you choose different?

If you knew failure is impossible, what would you do?

If it were true that everyone you meet is you in another body, how would you treat them?

If love was the true currency of the Universe and the more you gave away the more you received, how would you spend it?

If fear were the biggest illusion and the greatest lie of all time, how would you choose to live your life?

If the Universe always supported a life lived towards achieving dreams, how big would you dream?

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

So this is how liberty dies. With thunderous applause.

Let us so live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

Work as if you were to live a hundred years. Pray as if you were to die tomorrow.

Live in terms of your strong points. Magnify them. Let your weaknesses shrivel up and die from lack of nourishment.

Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.

The biggest conspiracy has always been the fact that there is no conspiracy. Nobody's out to get you. Nobody gives a shit whether you live or die. There, you feel better now?

If you trust before you try, you may repent before you die.

Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.
New-made friendships, like new wine,
Age will mellow and refine.
Friendships that have stood the test -
Time and change - are surely best;
Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray,
Friendship never knows decay.
For 'mid old friends, tried and true,
Once more we our youth renew.
But old friends, alas! may die,
New friends must their place supply.
Cherish friendship in your breast-
New is good, but old is best;
Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.

Learn how to live, and you'll know how to die; learn how to die, and you'll learn how to live.

One can pay back the loan of gold, but one dies forever in debt to those who are kind.

When men and woman die, as poets sung, his heart's the last part moves, her last, the tongue.

Not forgiving is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.

True friends are the ones who never leave your heart, even if they leave your life for a while. Even after years apart, you pick up with them right where you left off, and even if they die they're never dead in your heart.

You can’t take it with you when you die.

We grow great by dreams ... Some of us let these great dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad day still they [flourish]; bring them to the sunshine and light, which comes always to those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.

While we have the gift of life, it seems to me the only tragedy is to allow part of us to die — whether it is our spirit, our creativity, or our glorious uniqueness.