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.

The passage of time is simply an illusion created by our brains.

The passage of time is simply an illusion created by our brains.

Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, read more

Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever. -Horace Mann.

Some wee short hour ayont the twal.

Some wee short hour ayont the twal.

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.

For out allotted time is the passing of a shadow,
and there is no return from our death,
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For out allotted time is the passing of a shadow,
and there is no return from our death,
because it is sealed up and no one turns back.

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.

No use thinking of the past for its gone, don't think of the future because it has to come, think read more

No use thinking of the past for its gone, don't think of the future because it has to come, think of the present because thats where you are.

Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered read more

Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered for they are gone forever.