Be sure your wisest words are those you do not say.
Robert W. ServiceRead
Ah! the clock is always slow; it is later than you think.
Interpretation
Time often feels like it is dragging when we have tasks or goals to achieve, reminding us to act before it's too late.
This quote emphasizes the perception of time and how it can sometimes seem to move slower than it actually is, suggesting that we often underestimate how quickly time passes. It serves as a reminder that we should not procrastinate or take the present for granted, as life is fleeting and we may find ourselves running out of time to accomplish our dreams and goals.
In practice
During a speech on the importance of time management at a workshop, I might say, 'Remember, as Robert W. Service once said, Ah! the clock is always slow; it is later than you think.'
Be sure your wisest words are those you do not say.
I like to think that when I fall, A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea, This shelf of books along the wall, Beside my bed, will mourn for me.
It's the steady, quiet, plodding ones who win in the lifelong race.
The happy man is he who knows his limitations, yet bows to no false gods.
Our breath is brief, and being so Let's make our heaven here below, And lavish kindness as we go.
Be master of your petty annoyances and conserve your energies for the big, worthwhile things. It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out - it's the grain of sand in your shoe.
We as black people are not a monolithic bunch. We are not all the same, and neither are women. Instead, we are all individuals who have these extraordinary stories to tell and share with each other that will enrich all of our lives and help us all become more ourselves and better people.
Only children believe they're capable of everything.
If there were no God, he would have to be invented.
The Christian religion is only for one who needs infinite help, therefore only for one who feels an infinite need. The whole planet cannot be in greater anguish than a single soul. The Christian faith - as I view it - is the refuge in this ultimate anguish. To whom it is given in this anguish to open his heart, instead of contracting it, accepts the means of salvation in his heart.
It is the suffering of ambivalence: the murderous alternation between bitter resentment and raw-edged nerves, and blissful gratification and tenderness
Or have I passed my time in pouring words like water into empty sieves, rolling a stone up a hill and then down again, trying to prove an argument in the teeth of facts, and looking for causes in the dark, and not finding them?
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