The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

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.

Better late than never, but never late is better

Better late than never, but never late is better

A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.

A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.

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.

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent
without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent
without hope.

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.

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.

Synchronicity is God sending us
messages anonymously.

Synchronicity is God sending us
messages anonymously.