To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.

The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.

All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.

This life is worth living, we can say, since it is what we make it.

For the happiest life, days should be rigorously planned, nights left open to chance.

Love is life. And if you miss love, you miss life.

Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.

The chief danger in life is that you may take too many precautions.

I take a simple view of life. It is keep your eyes open and get on with it.

Every man dies. Not every man really lives.