A Quote by William Shakespeare
Let's take the instant by the forward top;
For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
The inaudible and noiseless foot of Time
Steals ere we can effect them.
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The noiseless foot of Tune steals swiftly by
And ere we dream of manhood, age is nigh.
Milk-livered man,
That bear'st a cheek for blows, a head for wrongs;
Who hast not in thy brows an eye discerning
Thine honor from thy suffering; [that not know'st
Fools do those villains pity who are punished
Ere they have done their mischief. Where's thy drum?
France spreads his banners in our noiseless land,
With plumed helm thy state begins to threat,
Whilst thou, a moral fool, sits still and cries
'Alack, why does he so?']
Say what we will, you may be sure that ambition is an error; its wear and tear of heart are never recompensed, -it steals away the freshness of life, -it deadens its vivid and social enjoyments, -it shuts our souls to our own youth, -and we are old ere we remember that we have made a fever and a labor of our raciest years.
How noiseless falls the foot of time!
For the short-lived bloom and contracted span of brief and wretched life is fast fleeting away! While we are drinking and calling for garlands, ointments, and women, old age steals swiftly on with noiseless step.
Noiseless falls the foot of time
That only treads on flowers.
Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes! 'Tis but a banging of the door behind you, a blithesome step forward, and you are out of your old life and into the new!
All the cliche stuff that everybody says but doesn't necessarily take to heart, that's honestly all you can do. All you have to do is put your best foot forward every time you get on the floor and stay ready and hopefully have the blessing of staying healthy and take advantage of the opportunities when you get them.
Too late I stayed, - forgive the crime! Unheeded flew the hours; How noiseless falls the foot of time That only treads on flowers.
Where is it, this present? It has melted in our grasp, fled ere we could touch it, gone in the instant of becoming.
Let anyone try, I will not say to arrest, but to notice or to attend to, the present moment of time. One of the most baffling experiences occurs. Where is it, this present? It has melted in our grasp, fled ere we could touch it, gone in the instant of becoming.
Things take the time they take. don't worry. How many roads did St. Augustine follow before he became St. Augustine?
I'm an instant responder. Somebody told me I'm a living Twitter. I'm quick to respond and quick to fill air.
The seeing is instant. The recognition can be instant but it will take some time to stabilize the mind into the heart completely.
The irrevocable Hand
That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and shut
The portals of our earthly destinies;
We walk through blindfold, and the noiseless doors
Close after us, for ever.
Pause, my soul,
On these strange words - for ever - whose large sound
Breaks flood-like, drowning all the petty noise
Our human moans make on the shores of Time.
O Thou that openest, and no man shuts;
That shut'st, and no man opens - Thee we wait!
It is our duty to look to God's commands, and not to His decrees; to our own duty, and not to His purposes. The decrees of God are a vast ocean, into which many possibly have curiously pried to their own horror and despair; but few or none have ever pried into them to their own profit and satisfaction.
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