Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Jean CocteauThe day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Jean CocteauWhen confronted with two alternatives, life and death, one is to choose death without hesitation.
Yamamoto TsunetomoA man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.
George HerbertAll great and beautiful work has come of first gazing without shrinking into the darkness.
John RuskinNo great achiever - even those who made it seem easy - ever succeeded without hard work.
Jonathan Sacks