Sooner or later, we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at? once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It???? constantly outdistances us.
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It isn’t the burdens of today that drive men mad. It is the regrets over? yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who??????? rob us of today.
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So stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more? mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot more often, swim more rivers,? watch more sunsets, laugh more, cry less. Life must be lived as we go along. The station will come soon enough.
we must realize there is no station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. Life must be lived as we go along john QQ 974372361