#passing

There is, indeed, nothing that so much seduces reason from vigilance, as the thought of passing life with an amiable woman. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#indeed #life #much #nothing #passing

Of no distemper, of no blast he died, But fell like autumn fruit that mellowed long — Even wondered at, because he dropped no sooner. Fate seemed to wind him up for fourscore years, Yet freshly ran he on ten winters more; Till like a clock worn out with eating time, The wheels of weary life at last stood still. ↗

— John Dryden

#passing-over #time #death

The Internet is just a world passing around notes in a classroom. ↗

— Jon Stewart

#classroom #internet #just #notes #passing

Photography to me is catching a moment which is passing, and which is true. ↗

— Jacques-Henri Lartigue

#me #moment #passing #photography #true

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#another #darkness #distant #each #life

I've started to think that maybe I wouldn't mind passing my demented genius on to some small thing who can set fire and breathe profanity. ↗

— Marilyn Manson

#demented #fire #genius #i #maybe

I despise the Lottery. There's less chance of you becoming a millionaire than there is of getting hit on the head by a passing asteroid. ↗

— Brian May

#becoming #chance #despise #getting #head

I can't admit to myself that the creation of a Palestinian state won't happen. What I know is that with each passing year it gets more and more difficult to happen, not least because there is more and more bloodshed, generation upon generation. ↗

— David Miliband

#because #bloodshed #creation #difficult #each

Aging gracefully is supposed to mean trying not to hide time passing and just looking a wreck. Don't worry girls, look like a wreck, that's the way it goes. ↗

— Jeanne Moreau

#goes #gracefully #hide #just #just looking

Softly the loud peal dies, In passing winds it drowns, But breathes, like perfect joys, Tender tones. ↗

— Frederick Tennyson

#dies #drowns #joys #like #loud