Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.
Robert Louis StevensonRead
Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I lay me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be: Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep appreciation for life and a peaceful acceptance of death, emphasizing the idea of returning to one's roots or home.
In this quote, Robert Louis Stevenson reflects on the inevitability of death and the comfort it brings when one feels they have truly lived. The imagery of a grave and the notion of home suggest a desire for belonging and peace in the face of mortality, highlighting the satisfaction of a life well-lived and the natural cycle of life and death.
In practice
In a eulogy to celebrate the life of a loved one.
Our business in life is not to succeed, but to continue to fail in good spirits.
Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow.
That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.
His past was fairly blameless; few men could read the rolls of their life with less apprehension; yet he was humbled to the dust by the many ill things he had done, and raised up again into sober and fearful gratitude by the many he had come so near to doing, yet avoided.
The habit of being happy enables one to be freed, or largely freed, from the domination of outward conditions.
It is the history of our kindnesses that alone make this world tolerable. If it were not for that, for the effect of kind words, kind looks, kind letters . . . I should be inclined to think our life a practical jest in the worst possible spirit.
A lot of people don't like the road, but it's as natural to me as breathing.
Ah, but in time the heat of noontide passes, and to it there succeed nightfall and dusk, with a return to the quiet fold where for the weary an the heavy-laden there waits sleep, sweet sleep.
Life is difficult. This is a great truth, one of the greatest truths. It is a great truth because once we truly see this truth, we transcend it.
People sometimes sneer at those who run every day, claiming they'll go to any length to live longer. But don't think that's the reason most people run. Most runners run not because they want to live longer, but because they want to live life to the fullest.
Childhood was terrifying for me. A kid has no control. You're three feet tall, flat broke, unemployed, and illiterate. Terror snaps you awake. You pay keen attention. People can just pick you up and move you and put you down.
The fear of becoming old is born of the recognition that one is not living now the life that one wishes.
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