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And that's the world in a nutshell, which is an appropriate receptacle.
And that's the world in a nutshell, which is an appropriate receptacle.
Imitation is the sincerest form of television.
Imitation is the sincerest form of television.
He who lets time rule him will live the life of a slave.
He who lets time rule him will live the life of a slave.
I am definitely going to take a course on time management... just as soon as I can work it into read more
I am definitely going to take a course on time management... just as soon as I can work it into my schedule.
People who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about.
People who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about.
As with most fine things, chocolate has its season. There is a simple memory aid that you can use to read more
As with most fine things, chocolate has its season. There is a simple memory aid that you can use to determine whether it is the correct time to order chocolate dishes: any month whose name contains the letter A, E, or U is the proper time for chocolate.
To choose time is to save time.
To choose time is to save time.
I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar read more
I admire people who are suited to the contemplative life. They can sit inside themselves like honey in a jar and just be. It's wonderful to have someone like that around, you always feel you can count on them. You can go away and come back, you can change your mind and your hairdo and your politics, and when you get through doing all these upsetting things, you look around and there they are, just the way they were, just being.
There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness read more
There is a point where in the mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, the within and the without, are united; where infinite becomes finite, yet not
