There are many things worth living for, a few things worth dying for, and nothing worth killing for.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
You have to start living for something that's worth dying for.
Whether life is worth living depends on whether there is love in life.
It is the lives we encounter that make life worth living.
To die is but to leave off dying and do the thing once for all.
It is the fine excesses of life that make it worth living.
Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more.
Life is an end in itself, and the only question as to whether it is worth living is whether you have had enough of it.
This life is worth living, we can say, since it is what we make it.
Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile.
What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.