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Without some gold and some efforts to reach it, no man can live. Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you dide´t do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. Let us so live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry. Many people die still with their music in them. Why is this so? Too often it ...is because they are always getting ready to live.

Every thing has been figured out, but what about life?