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The result, therefore, of this physical enquiry is that we find no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end.

Friends share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.

With every friend I love who has been taken into the brown bosom of the earth a part of me has been buried there; but their contribution to my being of happiness, strength and understanding remains to sustain me in an altered world.

The nepotism there is the stuff of legend... It just seems to be a place where people get paid to sit in a building.

For a woman, forty is torture, the end.

To begin with unlimited freedom is to end with unlimited despotism.

Nothing opens the heart like a true friend, to whom you may impart griefs, joys, fears, hopes...and whatever lies upon the heart.

Switzerland is a country where very few things begin, but many things end.

There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.

When you talk about George Burns you're talking about a living legend . . . well, a legend, anyhow.

I intend to end the something for nothing culture

Today's trend ends up in tomorrow's landfill.

Since at the beginning and end of our lives we are so dependent on other's kindness, how can it be in ......the middle that we would neglect kindness towards others?

Most ball games are lost, not won.

I don't really believe in pretending to be happy when you're not. Mostly I believe that you should burden your friends with your problems.

I expect I shall be a student to the end of my days.

no person is your friend (or kin) who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow and be perceived as fully blossomed as you were intended. Or who belittles in any fashion the gifts you labor so to bring into the world.

If [quantum theory] is correct, it signifies the end of physics as a science.

Our dogs will love and admire the meanest of us, and feed our colossal vanity with their uncritical homage.

Your days are short here; this is the last of your springs. And now in the serenity and quiet of this lovely place, touch the depths of truth, feel the hem of Heaven. You will go away with old, good friends. And don't forget when you leave why you came.

Delete, delete, delete and at the end find the ‘core aspect of the design’

We all end up dead, it's just a question of how and why.

A friend is one who joyfully sings with you when you are on the mountaintop, and silently walks beside you through the valley.

Friendship flourishes at the fountain of forgiveness.

I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.