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
One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence.
Interpretation
Different people perceive the same experience in contrasting ways; what is regret for one can be a cherished memory for another.
This quote by Ogden Nash highlights the subjective nature of human experiences and emotions. It suggests that feelings of remorse and reflection can vary significantly among individuals; what one person might view as a regretful moment, another might recall fondly. This statement encourages us to understand diverse perspectives and the complexity of personal memories.
In practice
In a discussion about how memories shape individual identities.
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.
As I go clowning my sentimental way into eternity, wrestling with all my problems of estrangement and communion, sincerity and simulation, ambition and acquiescence, I shuttle between worrying whether I matter at all and whether anything else matters but me.
If we affirm one moment, we thus affirm not only ourselves but all existence. For nothing is self-sufficient, neither in us ourselves nor in things; and if our soul has trembled with happiness and sounded like a harp string just once, all eternity was needed to produce this one event - and in this single moment of affirmation all eternity was called good, redeemed, justified, and affirmed.
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence.
The most important question in 21st-century economics may well be, 'What should we do with all the superfluous people, once we have highly intelligent non-conscious algorithms that can do almost everything better than humans?'
Remember that everyone's life is measured by the power that individual has to make the world better-this is all life is.
Both of them were ahead of their time, but they didn't live long enough to see the time they were ahead of.
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