Life is like a blanket too short. You pull it up and your toes rebel, you yank it down and shivers meander about your shoulder; but cheerful folks manage to draw their knees up and pass a very comfortable night.
Life is like a coin. You can spend it any way you wish, but you only spend it once.
Life is like a beautiful melody, only the lyrics are messed up.
Life is like sailing. You can use any wind to go in any direction.
Life is like a ten-speed bicycle. Most of us have gears we never use.
Life is like eating artichokes; you have got to go through so much to get so little.
Life is like an onion; you peel off layer after layer and then you find there is nothing in it.
Life is like the sea. There'll be a direction to follow even if you sail more than one day or one life... the promise of a new land is your guide, because you know that the sea is a huge world that's beautiful only if there's a shore.
Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still.
Life is like riding a bicycle. You don't fall off unless you plan to stop peddling.
Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will.
Life is like the dice that, falling, still show a different face. So life, though it remains the same, is always presenting different aspects.
Life is like a library owned by the author. In it are a few books which he wrote himself, but most of them were written for him.
Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.
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