There's an ancient saying in Japan, that life is like walking from one side of infinite darkness to another, on a bridge of dreams. They say that we're all crossing the bridge of dreams together. That there's nothing more than that. Just us, on the bridge of dreams.
Life is like riding a bicycle. If you want to stay balanced you've got to keep moving forward.
Life is like a B-picture script! It is that corny. If I had my life story offered to me to film, I'd turn it down.
My life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close Is scattered on the ground - to die.
Life is like Twitter: nobody wants to sign off.
Life is little more than a loan shark: It exacts a very high rate of interest for the few pleasures it concedes
Life is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.
Life is like a musical by Andrew Lloyd Webber. Very popular and not as bad as some would have you believe. That is, unspeakably awful but mercifully brief.
Life is like Avant Garde. It will make you uncomfortable, and leave the room. But always remember to come back and watch the artist bow.
Life is like a landscape. You live in the midst of it but can describe it only from the vantage point of distance.
Life is like Facebook. People will like and coments your problems, but no one will solve them because they're busy updating them.
Life is like a blanket too short. You pull it up and your toes rebel, you yank it down and shivers meander about your shoulder; but cheerful folks manage to draw their knees up and pass a very comfortable night.
There is no formula to relationships. They have to be negotiated in loving ways, with room for both parties, what they want and what they need, what they can do and what their life is like.
There is no moment of delight in any pilgrimage like the beginning of it.
Life is like sex, baby - the more you put in, the more you get out. End of story.
Life is like a trumpet - if you don't put anything into it, you don't get anything out of it.
My life is like my shoes, worn out by service.
Believing that anxious thoughts and feelings can restore order to your life is like using a chain-saw to fold your laundry.
Life is like the baseball season, where even the best team loses at least a third of its games, and even the worst team has its days of brilliance. The goal is not to win every game but to win more than you lose, and if you do that often enough, in the end you may find you have won it all.
Your life is like a book. The title page is your name, the preface your introductions to the world. The pages are a daily record of your efforts, trials, pleasures, discouragements, and achievements. Day by day your thoughts and acts are being inscribed in your book of life. Hour by hour, the record is being made that must stand for all time. Once the word 'finish' must be written, let it then be said of your book that it is a record of noble purpose, generous service, and work well-done.
When the Lord starts out to make an oak tree, he takes a hundred years to do it in, but he can make a pumpkin in 90 days. More or less life is like that. We must choose whether we desire to become and oak tree or a pumpkin.
Saying that you don’t have time to improve your thoughts and your life is like saying you don’t have time to stop for gas because you’re too busy driving. Eventually it will catch up with you.
Life is like a game of chess. To win you have to make a move. Knowing which move to make comes with IN-SIGHT and knowledge, and by learning the lessons that are acculated along the way. We become each and every piece within the game called life!
What would your life be like if your body were your friend and ally?
Our life is like a land journey, too even and easy and dull over long distances across the plains, too hard and painful up the steep grades; but, on the summits of the mountain, you have a magnificent view—and your eyes are full of happy tears—and you want to sing—and wish you had wings! And then—you can’t stay there, but must continue your journey—you begin climbing down the other side, so busy with your footholds that your summit experience is forgotten
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