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When you arise in the morning think of what a privilege it is to be alive, to think, to enjoy, to love…
The astonishing thing to me is that I'm alive, having walked barefoot in New York.
Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.
It’s alright to cry, tears remind you you’re alive.
I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.
hey say: only the fittest of the fittest shall survive, stay alive.