As life runs on, the road grows strange With faces new,-and near the end The milestones into headstones change, 'Neath every one a friend.
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Poems in a way are spells against death. They are milestones, to see where you were then from where you are now. To perpetuate your feelings, to establish them. If you have in any way touched the central heart of mankind's feelings, you'll survive.
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Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory.
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The safest road to hell is the gradual one-the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.
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Life is not a matter of milestones, but of moments.
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As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new -- and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
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As these milestones approach, we can expect there to be increasing violence from the terrorists, ... They can't stand elections. The thought of people voting is anathema to them.
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I will not celebrate meaningless milestones
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