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Time is like a handful of sand- the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers
Time is like a handful of sand- the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers
In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
In a time of universal deceit - telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given read more
Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.
Always remember that the future comes one day at a time.
Always remember that the future comes one day at a time.
The opera ain't over till the fat lady sings.
The opera ain't over till the fat lady sings.
When a place gets crowded enough to require ID's, social collapse is not far away. It is time to go read more
When a place gets crowded enough to require ID's, social collapse is not far away. It is time to go elsewhere. The best thing about space travel is that it made it possible to go elsewhere.
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.
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.]
He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It
will be fair weather: for the read more
He answered and said unto them, When it is evening, ye say, It
will be fair weather: for the sky is red.
And in the morning, It will be foul weather to day: for the sky
is red and lowring. O ye hypocrites, ye can discern the face of
the sky; but can ye not discern the signs of the times?