What is life? Being born, living, and dying. If you could never die, then you are not living. You are simply being a miniscule part in this colossal universe. You are only existing, no longer living a part in the wheel of life. You watch loved ones live and die; but you will never be able to join them. You can’t have any friends; nor family. You won’t be able to find the person you really love; you won’t appreciate life’s pleasures. In other words, you won’t have a life. In our life, we have two adventures: the first when we live, the second when we die. Every day that is lived is another day till the next adventure. Tomorrow is another day; if you live for eternity, there is no tomorrow.
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the patient of teachers.
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Very nihilistic
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