What did Abhijit Naskar mean by: Everybody comes of age,Very few come alive. - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India Copy
+ Lifetime isn’t measured in time,Lifetime is measured in kind. Feraz Zeid, September 12, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Courage, Kindness, Strength, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Coldness is curse, Warmth is the cure. Feraz Zeid, July 28, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Cure, Curse, Temperature, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ There is life in walking, but death in running. Feraz Zeid, September 6, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Death, Walking, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Rigidity is the greatest impediment to growth. Feraz Zeid, July 1, 2023December 12, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Flexibility, Growth, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Death is but the fear of life. Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Death, Fear, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Greatest resilience is self-correction. Feraz Zeid, January 29, 2023January 10, 2024, Abhijit Naskar, Resilience, Self, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Ignorance is bliss, Knowledge is pain. To know is to grow, To grow is inconvenient. Feraz Zeid, March 1, 2023January 10, 2024, Abhijit Naskar, Growth, Knowledge, Pain, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
+ Order is nothing but a friendship with chaos. Feraz Zeid, June 17, 2023December 29, 2023, Abhijit Naskar, Chaos, Friendship, 0 - Abhijit Naskar Neuroscientist · India
We hope to grow old and we dread old age; that is to say, we love life and we flee from death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
When we are young we lay up for old age; when we are old we save for death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The fear of old age disturbs us, yet we are not certain of becoming old. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every artist, as child of his age, is impelled to express the spirit of his age. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia
A philosopher is a fool who torments himself while he is alive, to be talked of after he is dead. - Jean le Rond d'Alembert Mathematician and physicist · France
What makes old age so sad is, not that our joys, but that our hopes then cease. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
