One must learn a different... sense of time, one that depends more on small amounts than big ones.

One must learn a different... sense of time, one that depends more on small amounts than big ones.

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.

All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.

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.

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 a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought read more

Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner is a thing brought to site thn it is swept by and another takes its place, and this too will be swept away.

The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the cleare we should see through it. -Jean read more

The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the cleare we should see through it. -Jean Paul.

Backward, turn backward, then time in your flight;
Make me a child again just for tonight.
Mother, read more

Backward, turn backward, then time in your flight;
Make me a child again just for tonight.
Mother, come back from the echoeless shore,
Take me again to your heart as of yore.

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?