There is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost.
There is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost.
I never allow myself to be influenced in the smallest degree either by atmospheric disturbances or by the arbitrary divisions of what is known as Time.
Your attitudes, action, reactions and expectations are harboured in the power of your thoughts. Think positively and you will smile at the harvest time.
You haven’t lived until you’ve wiped your ass with a pile of sand. Toilet paper doesn’t measure eternity the way the sands of time do.
It’s Wednesday, and that means tonight I’ll be eating leftover Tuesday Salad. I should sprinkle a few Fridays on top, to improve the flavor.
It is early, early morning. It's that time when it's still dark but you know the day is coming. Blue is bleeding through black. Stars are dying.
The tiny Lilliputians surmise that Gulliver's watch may be his god, because it is that which, he admits, he seldom does anything without consulting.
The special virtue of freedom is not that it makes you richer and more powerful but that it gives you more time to understand what it means to be alive.
Okuduğum kitaplar gibi, bir sayfa çeviriyorum hayat senden her geçen gün sonunda, daha neler var gelecek diğer sayfalar da.
There’s a lot of June birthdays in June. There’s also a few in May and July. Reminds me of that one night with April. That was a long month.
My information is based on yesterday’s newspaper. But that’s OK, because I’m living in the past. It’s always two days ago to me.
The last thing the hockey ball symbolized was Time itself, the unstoppability of it, the way we're chained to our bodies, which are chained to Time.
Don't keep looking for "something" in the bag of "nothing". You will see the same thing again and again no matter how many times you repeat the look.
The sky itches and that’s why I tickled it with the feather of a bird. Do you realize it’s been 14 days since two weeks ago? Boy, time flies.
I have the time and the heart to fall and feel in love, but I am scared that I cannot certainly tell the difference between a slut and a beloved anymore.