If you tell people to live together, you tell them to quarrel.
The cat has nine lives: three for playing, three for straying, three for staying.
It is a fine thing to die for one's fatherland, but a still finer thing to live for it.
One may live without one's friends but not without one's pipe.
The earth is God's bride -- she feeds the living and cherishes the dead.
He who lives in the attic knows where the roof leaks.
In a house where two daughters live, the cat dies of thirst.
When you live next to the cemetery you cannot weep for everyone.
If I die, I forgive you. If I live we shall see.
Tell me who you live with, and I will tell you who you are.
One lives in the world's memory only by what they have done in the world's behalf.
It matters less to a person where they are born than where they can live.
A man should go on living -- if only to satisfy his curiosity.
He who can't endure the bad will not live to see the good.
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