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.
Ogden NashRead
Some debts are fun when you are acquiring them, but none are fun when you set about retiring them.
Interpretation
This quote humorously illustrates the contrast between the excitement of acquiring debt and the unpleasantness of repaying it.
Ogden Nash's quote captures the ironic enjoyment one might feel when taking on new debts, such as through loans or credit for enjoyable experiences. However, the levity of acquiring these debts fades quickly when the time comes to repay them, turning what was once a source of joy into a burden, highlighting the complexities of financial responsibility.
In practice
During a financial literacy workshop, to highlight the paradox of debt.
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.
I'm like a backward berry, Unripened on the vine, For all my friends are fifty, And I'm only forty-nine.
I do not like to get the news, because there has never been an era when so many things were going so right for so many of the wrong persons.
Here's a good rule of thumb; too clever is dumb.
Middle-age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.
Here's a toast to the roast that good fellowship lends, with the sparkle of beer and wine; May its sentiment always be deeper, my friends, than the foam at the top of the stein. Then here's to the heartening wassail, wherever good fellows are found; Be its master instead of its vassal, and order the glasses around.
I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.
Toast was a pointless invention from the Dark Ages. Toast was an implement of torture that caused all those subjected to it to regurgitate in verbal form the sins and crimes of their past lives. Toast was a ritual item devoured by fetishists in the belief that it would enhance their kinetic and sexual powers. Toast cannot be explained by any rational means. Toast is me. I am toast.
The way Calvin's brain is wired, you can almost hear the fuses blowing.
Am I proud of being straight? No. You know why? Because if I start acting proud, that's going to make me seem kind of gay.
Support bacteria - they're the only culture some people have.
All the fun is in how you say a thing.
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