This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.

This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.

Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait read more

Life is all about timing... the unreachable becomes reachable, the unavailable become available, the unattainable... attainable. Have the patience, wait it out It's all about timing.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its read more

Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, read more

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.

Time flies and draws us with it. The moment in which I am
speaking is already far from me.
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Time flies and draws us with it. The moment in which I am
speaking is already far from me.
[Fr., Le temps fuit, et nous traine avec soi:
Le moment ou je parle est deja loin de moi.]

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.

You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try read more

You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try to forget the mistakes, but you don't dwell on it. You don't let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space.

Time is the glue that bonds a broken heart, but love is the air which dries the glue. -J. Franklin.

Time is the glue that bonds a broken heart, but love is the air which dries the glue. -J. Franklin.