Without an ever-present sense of death, life is insipid. You might as well live on the whites of eggs.
Do not race after riches, do not risk your life for success, or you will let slip the heaven within you.
‘New’ is a beautiful word which opens up many possibilities. If every day can be viewed as ‘New’ then, life blossoms - like new leaves, buds, flowers and fruit - full of colour, fragrance, taste and rasa: the very essence of living.
What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.
Life is busy. There are daily obligations that have to be met. Take time to think about how precious and special human life is - you only get one such life. Every wasted minute is lost. You can’t get it back.
