You Only Live Once Quotes Novels & Stories

“All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.” Never in my life did I believe there would be a day when a quote from a comic would relate so closely to me. But recently, I started feeling that the bad days in my life are far more than the good. I was so tired of fighting to keep my sanity. To fight to stay afloat of the sea of misery that was pulling me to its depths with every passing day. I didn’t think I had more strength to swim. I gave up.

But before I can figure it out, he keeps going. “Or when I find my favorite snack in the break room that’s labeled with someone’s name and I eat it anyway.” He shrugs. “YOLO.” I can’t help it—I laugh. The absurdity of it, the randomness. But that’s Barnaby. “YOLO?” Mom asks. “You only live once,” I explain. Mom actually smiles at that, a small, tentative smile, but it’s there. “I guess I haven’t really been looking for the good stuff.”

Key always remembered that, and that's why he was able to be where he is today. Key's steps stopped briefly in front of the big building, he sighed to get rid of his nervousness. Everyone is ever nervous, only the way they deal with nervousness is different. Sounds wise indeed, but believe me that it is also a quote from a quote taken from a quote as well. Yes, in essence, it is just their kind of words of wisdom. Who knows who coined those words before?

"You know, the tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it. You're twenty nine , and you still haven't started living. But well, as mortals always say. It's never too late--Not until you're dead at least" - To be continued

A/P "The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall. Pain is temporary, Quitting lasts forever." ~A/N

I snort. What a cliché quote some or other happy drunk motivational speaker concocted when he was at a loss for words. It must be the same asshole who suggested grabbing life by the horns, that winners never quit, and that everything happens for a reason. “Well, keep on dreaming, girl.” Cause that dream is not gonna happen. Luckily, that’s Axel’s shit. Not mine. I fake a smile, “Cheers!” and throw the alcohol down my throat before I bite into a piece of lemon. The sour taste causes goosebumps on my skin.

He literally gave me a ten percent attention and gave the rest of them to Kitara, it was something I could easily say without compromising. “How many times do we get to live?” I narrowed my eyebrows into slits. “Tell me.” “Do we get to live twice?” He asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, “of course it's once.” “Yes, and that's why I did it,” I said with a smirk. “I can't lose you twice in this life.” My face beamed as I spoke. “You never lost me in the first place, I can assure you about that,” his hands were crossed across his chest.

Christopher sat back and listened. “No, it’s not,” Bruce said. “Look, either way, you were born a stiff and you’re going to die a stiff if you’re not careful. Carpe diem. Seize the day!” Trevor stressed. “He has a point,” Christopher stated. “You only live once. Words Dad lived by.” Bruce’s mind came back to the present. He looked up in the mirror again and exhaled, sending his broad shoulders downward. Okay, but if something bad comes from this I’m punching Trevor and Christopher in the face.

Brent pinched her cheek in some mild displeasure. "Are you that obsessed with going back to work at that place? I'm afraid I'll be rushing to that bar every night to beat the shit out of every man staring at you offstage." "Sir..." Hermosa looked at him with some resignation. "Listen to me first Hermosa, we always go through trials and tribulations in life, and as someone who has been there I want to tell you that we only live once. As clichéd as that is, the truth is that we have to figure out how to live our lives in the limited time we have, rather than throwing ourselves blindly into a hectic period of life. You'd be mistaken to think that's all your life is worth."

“How do you always look on the bright side?” “How do you not?” he tilts his head, “You get kicked down, you get back up. You can’t walk, you crawl. Until death, there is always a second chance. Or third…. Or fifth. There is no point in living life like you have tomorrow. You simply live like every day is your last and see opportunities for what they are.” “I’m speechless, Shawn Pierce.”