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My days are never long enough. Yet, they seem to last forever.
My days are never long enough. Yet, they seem to last forever.
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.]
Wherever anything lives, there is, open somewhere, a register in
which time is being inscribed.
Wherever anything lives, there is, open somewhere, a register in
which time is being inscribed.
Know how to live the time that is given you.
Know how to live the time that is given you.
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of.
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of.
Since you cannot do good to all, you are to pay special attention to those who, by the accidents of read more
Since you cannot do good to all, you are to pay special attention to those who, by the accidents of time, or place, or circumstances, are brought into closer connection with you.
I said there was nothing so convincing to an Indian as a general massacre. If he could not approve of read more
I said there was nothing so convincing to an Indian as a general massacre. If he could not approve of the massacre, I said the next surest thing for an Indian was soap and education. Soap and education are not as sudden as a massacre, but they are more deadly in the long run; because a half-massacred Indian may recover, but if you educate him and wash him, it is bound to finish him some time or other.
Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.
Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.
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?
