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We have to allow ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, the people who really matter. Too much of the time, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that don't even matter, while all that time we waste and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk and watch us beg in the streets! It's time to put an end to this. It's time for us to let ourselves be loved.

Get busy living or get busy dying.

Live to the point of tears.

Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.

A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it.