Those born once will die twice and those born twice will die once
If you're born once, you die twice; but if you're born twice, you die once.
You only live twice. Once when you are born and once when you look death in the face.
We all die twice - once when we actually die and once when no one on earth recognizes our photograph.
Do not fear for me, for I was born only once and i shall die only once.
Life found itself alive and somehow knew its opposite was death. We are ever being born, or dying, and the thrill of choosing is ours. Only once, must we be born without our own consent. Only once, must we die without our own permission
We all die at the end, but does that nullify everything? Would most people rather say, "I wish I hadn't been born?" Once you're born you'll have to die, now is that funny or sad?
God has two families of children on this earth, the once-born and the twice-born.
It's not any more unusual to be born twice than it is to be born once.
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.
We are born, so to speak, twice over; born into existence, and born into life; born a human being, and born a man.
The best thing for a man to do is to be born and, being born, to die at once.
Whoever has the luck to be born a character can laugh even at death. Because a character will never die! A man will die, a writer, the instrument of creation: but what he has created will never die!
I would never normally approach a woman in this way, but I couldn't help but notice that you have the eyes of a lady I was once desperately in love with. " "What a shame to love only once," she said, showing her white teeth in a wicked smile. "I've heard some men can manage twice or even more." I ignored her gibe. "I am only a fool once. Never will I love again.
A phrase is born into the world both good and bad at the same time. The secret lies in a slight, an almost invisible twist. The lever should rest in your hand, getting warm, and you can only turn it once, not twice.
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.