We do things when it is our time to do them. They do not occur to us until it is time; they cannot be resisted, once their time has come. It's a question of time, not motive.
Our lives are so short. And our time on this planet is so precious. All we have is each other.
Our work is great; our time is short; the consequences of our labors are infinite.
Nothing in our times has become so unattractive as virtue.
If you're really looking for something in particular, it helps to take your time.
Know what you love and do what you love. If you don't do what you love, you're just wasting your time.
By making time to read, like making time to love, we expand our time for living.
It just wasn't our time.
Our time on Earth is so random.
The camera is one of the greatest liars of our time.