Life (n.) consists in how we choose to distort it.
Life (n.) does not imitate art, it imitates bad television.
Life (n.) is full of loneliness, and misery, and suffering, and unhappiness, and it's all over much too quickly. It is a lot like the old lady who complains 'boy this food is terrible, and such small portions'.
Life (n.) is tragedy, but one with a pleasant oasis here and there... moments that are good, like winning a lottery, seeing a beautiful woman, a great dinner.
Life (n.) is unresolved, confusing, bewildering, puzzling, ambiguous.
Life (n.) is full of misery, loneliness, unhappiness and suffering, and it's over much too soon.
Life (n.) is a concentration camp. You're stuck here, and there's no way out, and you can only rage impotently against your persecutors.
Life (n.) is divided into the horrible and the miserable.