A Quote by Betty Smith
You won't die, Francie. You were born to lick this rotten life.
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This world is rotten. The rotten should die.
Why are we born? We're born eventually to die, of course. But what happens between the time we're born and we die? We're born to live. One is a realist if one hopes.
Francie looked at her legs. They were long, slender, and exquisitely molded. She wore the sheerest of flawless silk stockings, and expensively made high-heeled pumps shod her beautifully arched feet. "Beautiful legs, then, is the secret of being a mistriss," concluded Francie. She looked down at her own long thin legs. "I'll never make it, I guess." Sighing , she resigned herself to a sinless life.
You weren't born just to live a life and to die; you were born to accomplish something specifically. Matter of fact, success is making it to the end of your purpose; that is success... Success is not just existing. Success is making it to the end of why you were born.
If you were not born in this world, there would be no need to die. To be born in this world is to die, to disappear [laughing].
You were born with potential. You were born with goodness and trust. You were born with ideals and dreams. You were born with greatness. You were born with wings. You are not meant for crawling, so don't. You have wings. Learn to use them and fly.
We're born eventually to die, of course. But what happens between the time we're born and we die? We're born to live. One is a realist if one hopes.
Don’t just accept whatever comes your way in life. You were born to win; you were born for greatness; you were created to be a champion in life.
When I went to school, I didn't know a lick of English, but it was okay because there were so many immigrants in the area, a lot of the kids didn't speak a lick of English, either. It was normal to have a wicked accent.
The bed comprehends our whole life, for we were born in it, we live in it, and we shall die in it
We were born to die; we were born to endure, on the way to death, sorrow-sorrow in manifold shapes.
We were born to die and we die to live. As seedlings of God, we barely blossom on earth; we fully flower in heaven.
I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it's in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped.
I we are born to die and we all die to live, then what's the point of living life if it just contradicts?
The aim of life is to be fully born, though its tragedy is that most of us die before we are thus born.
What does it mean to be born? After we die, will it be the same thing as it was before we were born? Or a different kind of nothingness? Because there might be knowledge then. Memory.
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