Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approachesTam maun ride; That hour, o'night's black arch the key-stane, That dreary hourTam mounts his beast in.
Nac Mac Feegle! The Wee Free Men! Nae king! Nae quin! Nae laird! Nae master! We willna' be fooled again!
I'll be merry and free, I'll be sad for nae-body; If nae-body cares for me, I'll care for nae-body.
Time and tide wait for no man. A pompous and self-satisfied proverb, and was true for a billion years; but in our day of electric wires and water-ballast we turn it around: Man waits not for time nor tide.
I'm not sure if I can whip, but I can nae nae with the best of them.
Time and tide will wait for no man, saith the adage. But all men have to wait for time and tide.
Tradition is like the tether which prevents an animal from getting a blade of grass beyond the length of that tether
For there 's nae luck about the house, There 's nae luck at a'; There 's little pleasure in the house When our gudeman 's awa'.
The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Time and tide wait for no man, but time always stands still for a woman of 30.
Time and tide wait for no man.
Time and tide and hookers wait for no man.
As we say in the sewer, time and tide wait for no man.
A person has three choices in life. You can swim against the tide and get exhausted, or you can tread water and let the tide sweep you away, or you can swim with the tide, and let it take you where it wants you to go.
In order to be not bound by the tether of time, we must have a relationship with the timeless.