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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.
For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is
past, and as a watch read more
For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is
past, and as a watch in the night.
I decided I can't pay a person to rewind time, so I may as well get over it.
I decided I can't pay a person to rewind time, so I may as well get over it.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
We have not the time to take our time.
We have not the time to take our time.
But time growing old teaches all things.
But time growing old teaches all things.
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.rn
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:
A time read more
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose
under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time
to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a
time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time
to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to
cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a
time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of
peace.
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.