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-Смеётся последний тот кто смеётся последний.
-Живи как последний день!
-Мы становимся тем, что мы есть изначально, если нет, то всё тогда лишь игра случая..
-Мы слишком поздно понимаем, что смысл жизни заключается в самой жизни, в ритме каждого дня и часа.
-Если в жизни нет удовольствия, то должен быть хоть какой-нибудь смысл
-Цель - это путь во времени
-Утешиться может только тогда, когда поймешь, что жизнь в содержании, а не в сосуде