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Extracts From The Writings Of

Michel de Montaigne

One should always have one's boots on
and be ready to leave.
I want death to find me planting my
cabbages, but caring little for it, and much
more for my imperfect garden.
Wheresoever your life endeth, there is it all.
The profit of life consists not in the
space, but rather in the use. Some have
lived long who have lived but a short while.
Whether you have lived enough
depends upon yourself, not on the number
of your years. There is no road that doth
not have an end, and, if company is solace,
doth not the whole world go the same way?

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