It does seem terribly unfair that such thousands of people are born and live and die with no past to regret and no future to look forward to.
Eleanor Roosevelt referred to this quotation in her column of June 8, 1936.
Life could do nothing for her, beyond giving time for a better preparation for death.
See how the World its Veterans rewards! A Youth of Frolics, an old Age of Cards; Fair to no purpose, artful to no end, Young without Lovers, old without a Friend; A Fop their Passion, but their Prize a Sot; Alive ridiculous, and dead forgot.
Life is futile unless it be directed towards a definite goal.
We dribble away our life, little by little, in small packages - we don't throw it away all at once.
But the most wretched thing, is it not-is to drag out, as I do, a useless existence. If our pains were only of some use to someone, we should find consolation in the thought of the sacrifice.
I am content to live it all again And yet again, if it be life to pitch Into the frog-spawn of a blind man's ditch.
Good intentions and earnest effort are not enough. Only Jesus can make an otherwise futile life productive.
I fear vastly more a futile, incompetent old age than I do any form of death.
Life has gone by as if I never lived
What good to us is a long life if it is difficult and barren of joys, and if it is so full of misery that we can only welcome death as a deliverer?
Some people were born just so they could be buried.