most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The
essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well.
Here are some beautiful thoughts inspired by the writings of Michael
Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end. There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours
days. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten,
will pass to someone else. Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to
It will not matter what you owned or what you were
owed. Your grudges, resentments, frustrations, and jealousies will finally
disappear. So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans, and to-do lists
will expire. The wins and losses that once seemed so important will
your place in the world; it's your life. Go and and do all you can with
it, and make it the life you want to live.-Mae Iemison
It won't matter where you came from, or on what side
of the tracks you lived, at the end. It won't matter whether you were beautiful or
brilliant. Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.
doesn't really matter who I used to be, all that matters is
who I have become.
So what will matter? How will the value of your days
be measured? What will matter is not what you bought, but what you
built; not what you got, but what you gave. What will matter is not your success, but your
significance. What will matter is not what you learned, but what you
taught. What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion,
courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged
others to emulate your example.
What will matter is not your competence, but your
character. What will matter is not how many people you knew, but
how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone. What will matter is not your memories, but the
memories that live in those who loved you. What will matter is how long you will be remembered,
by whom and for what.
Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice. Choose to live a life that
By Tim Pedrosa
will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds. Life is not
measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath