All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.
Youth is the time when hearts are large.
You cannot face it steadily, but this thing is sure, that time is no healer: the patient is no longer here.
Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid.
Wise men say nothing in dangerous times.
Whoever desires constant success must change his conduct with the times.[Come conviene variare co’ tempi volendo sempre avere buona fortuna.]
When one pays a visit it is for the purpose of wasting other people’s time, not one’s own.
What is hardest to accept about the passage of time is that the people who once mattered the most to us are wrapped up in parentheses.
We really do see astigmatically, in fundamental sense: our space and our time creations of our own psyche, and when these momentarily falter — like acute disturbance of middle ear.
We must use time wisely and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right.
We go sometimes over a good deal of ground in a short time.[En peu de temps parfois on fait bien du chemin.]
We are time’s subjects, and time bids be gone.
