“Where your attention goes, your time goes.”Idowu Koyenikan
We can’t comprehend with our human mind the wisdom of God. Somehow, He can plan out generations, take mistakes, failures, betrayals, closed doors and somehow weave them all together and cause them to work for our good. Only God, in His wisdom, can figure out how to take a mistake from one generation and use it to be a blessing in another generation.
The rose in the garden slipped her bud,
And she laughed in the pride of her youthful blood,
As she thought of the Gardener standing by—
“He is old—so old! And he soon must die!”
The full Rose waxed in the warm June air,
And she spread and spread till her heart lay bare;
And she laughed once more as she heard his tread—
“He is older now! He will soon be dead!”
But the breeze of the morning blew, and found
That the leaves of the blown Rose strewed the ground;
And he came at noon, that Gardener old,
And he raked them gently under the mold.
And I wove the thing to a random rhyme:
For the Rose is Beauty; the Gardener, Time.
-Austin Henry Dobson (1840–1921)
And he that will not apply New Remedies, must expect New Evils; for Time is the greatest Innovator.
Time will reveal everything. It is a babbler, and speaks even when not asked.
Whether time is long or short, and whether space is broad or narrow, depends upon the mind. Those whose minds are at leisure can feel one day as a millennium, and those whose thoughts are expansive can perceive a small house to be as spacious as the universe.
-Hung Tzu-ch’eng (1593-1665)
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
Time, the cradle of hope, but the grave of ambition, is the stern corrector of fools, but the salutary counselor of the wise, bringing all they dread to the one, and all they desire to the other. He that has made it his friend will have little to fear from his enemies, but he that has made it his enemy will have little to hope from his friends.
-Charles Caleb Colton (1780-1832)
Time will bring to light whatever is hidden; it will cover up and conceal what is now shining in splendor.
-Horace (B.C. 65-8)
We see then how far the monuments of wit and learning are more durable than the monuments of power, or of the hands. For have not some books continued twenty-five hundred years or more, without the loss of a syllable or letter; during which time infinite palaces, temples, castles, and cities have been decayed and demolished?
-Francis Bacon (1561-1626)
The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.
When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
You can’t prevent time passing. When something has passed, why do thoughts still loiter?
Every thing contains a portions of all things, but Consciousness is infinite, free, alone, and mixed with nothing else. Consciousness is pure and sublime. It has knowledge of everything. It controls all life, great and small. It governs the spinning wheel of separateness that divides things off one from the other. It knows all that is, and things that are not, and things that have been, and things that shall be. Consciousness arranges all things as they are, including the rotating stars, the sun, the moon, the air, and the ether.
You cannot escape the responsibility of tomorrow by evading it today.
Every moment is a fresh beginning.
I know that the day will come
when my sight of this earth shall be lost,
and life will take its leave in silence,
drawing the last curtain over my eyes.
Yet stars will watch at night,
and morning rise as before,
and hours heave like sea waves
casting up pleasures and pains.
When I think of this end of my moments,
the barrier of the moments breaks
and I see by the light of death
thy world with its careless treasures.
Rare is its lowliest seat,
rare is its meanest of lives.
Things that I longed for in vain
and things that I got
—let them pass.
Let me but truly possess
the things that I ever spurned
The poem ‘Last Curtain’ explains the vulnerability one feels at the time of death. The actual treasures one can take to the grave are none but his deeds of good. The poem conveys the message that the things that matter the most at death, are those virtues that are considered as least important by many men during their lives.
When we feel broken and weak, all we have to do is wait. The spring returns, the winter snows melt and their water gives us new energy.
Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it yet.
The bad news is that time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot.
-Micheal Altshuler, Motivational Speaker
Either you run the day or the day runs you.
Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.
― Bil Keane
The two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.
Welcome every morning with a smile. Look on the new day as another special gift from your Creator, another golden opportunity to complete what you were unable to finish yesterday. Be a self-starter. Let your first hour set the theme of success and positive action that is certain to echo through your entire day. Today will never happen again. Don’t waste it with a false start or no start at all. You were not born to fail.
God changes caterpillars into butterflies, sand into pearls and coal into diamonds using time and pressure. He is working on you too.
Days are expensive. When you spend a day you have one less day to spend. So make sure you spend each one wisely.
Success is simple. Do what’s right, the right way, at the right time.
-Arnold H. Glasow
What you do today is important, because you are sacrificing a day of your life for it.
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
Over time, the hurt doesn’t hurt. Only regret does.
My favorite things in life don’t cost any money. It is really clear that the most precious resource we all have is time.
Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely.
There are worse things than being alone – but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do, it is too late and there’s nothing worse than too late.
Charles Bukowski, Oh Yes
You can never do a kindness too soon because you never know how soon it will be too late.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.
Lyndon B. Johnson
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
Success in the majority of circumstances depends on knowing how long it takes to succeed.
They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.
With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.
Light tomorrow with today.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Every moment is a fresh beginning.
You don’t measure love in time. You measure love in transformation. Sometimes the longest connections yield very little growth, while the briefest encounters change everything. The heart doesn’t wear a watch – it is timeless. It doesn’t care how long you know someone. It doesn’t care if you had a 40 year anniversary if there is no juice in the connection. What the heart cares about is resonance. Resonance that opens it, resonance that enlivens it, resonance that calls it home. And when it finds it, the transformation begins.
“Because children grow up, we think a child’s purpose is to grow up. But a child’s purpose is to be a child. Nature doesn’t disdain what lives only for a day. It pours the whole of itself into the each moment. We don’t value the lily less for not being made of flint and built to last. Life’s bounty is in its flow, later is too late. Where is the song when it’s been sung? The dance when it’s been danced? It’s only we humans who want to own the future, too. We persuade ourselves that the universe is modestly employed in unfolding our destination. We note the haphazard chaos of history by the day, by the hour, but there is something wrong with the picture. Where is the unity, the meaning, of nature’s highest creation? Surely those millions of little streams of accident and wilfulness have their correction in the vast underground river which, without a doubt, is carrying us to the place where we’re expected! But there is no such place, that’s why it’s called utopia. The death of a child has no more meaning than the death of armies, of nations. Was the child happy while he lived? That is a proper question, the only question. If we can’t arrange our own happiness, it’s a conceit beyond vulgarity to arrange the happiness of those who come after us.”
Tom Stoppard, The Coast of Utopia
Dont watch the clock; do what it does. Keep going.