Time is so old and love so brief, love is pure gold and time a thief. We're late, darling, we're late, The curtain descends, everything ends, too soon, too soon.
When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love were not yet born.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the passage of time, highlighting the continuity of love and loss across generations.
Ogden Nash's quote poignantly captures the interplay of memory and time, illustrating how past experiences and relationships influence our present. It underscores the bittersweet nature of love, as we cherish those who have passed while acknowledging that there are many yet to come into our lives. The cyclical nature of life, symbolized by 'evening follows morn', reminds us of the ever-changing landscape of our relationships and the eternal cycle of love across generations.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a memorial speech, reflecting on loved ones who have passed while also celebrating new lives.
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