Margaret AtwoodI planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it.
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We all have our own personal plan for how we want our lives to be. However, many of us fail to plan for the inevitable. We expect that things will just happen, and they don’t. We don’t take care of our health, and it falls apart.
We don’t prepare for the future, and we end up having to start over. This is a wonderful quote by a wise man named William Hazlitt. He was a 19th-century English essayist and critic who wrote many essays about life and literature.
He said that he planned carefully for his death but not for his life because it meandered along from one thing to another, despite his feeble attempts to control it.
Source: Lady Oracle
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