The following is from a beer commercial I saw in New Zealand:
Work like you don’t need the money.
Love like you’ve never been hurt.
Dance like nobody’s watching.
Sing like nobody’s listening.
Live like it’s Heaven on Earth
Make every moment count
and help somebody
Somerset Maughan? I always felt he was a cruel old fruit. Maybe I should read him again? In fact I climbed up to the top shelves in my library and dislodged “The Razors Edge”. Did you delve through it? in reference from the overwhelming semantic ineffability of Katha Upanishad: “The sharp edge of a razor is difficult to pass over; thus the wise say the path to salvation is hard.” Yeah?