Life is an onion - you peel it year by year and sometimes cry.
Carl SandburgMots clés life cry onion years peel
I have been an author for 20 years and an ass for 55.
Mark TwainMots clés live author ass years
Today is an ephemeral ghost...
A strange amazing day that comes only once every four years. For the rest of the time it does not "exist."
In mundane terms, it marks a "leap" in time, when the calendar is adjusted to make up for extra seconds accumulated over the preceding three years due to the rotation of the earth. A day of temporal tune up!
But this day holds another secret—it contains one of those truly rare moments of delightful transience and light uncertainty that only exist on the razor edge of things, along a buzzing plane of quantum probability...
A day of unlocked potential.
Will you or won't you? Should you or shouldn't you?
Use this day to do something daring, extraordinary and unlike yourself. Take a chance and shape a different pattern in your personal cloud of probability!
Mots clés time chance possibility fortune moments unusual probability moment days ghost temporary ephemeral quantum calendar years rare temporal second seconds leap february-29 ghost-day leap-day leap-year months qunatum-day
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Those were the people who made her something, and without them she was different. She'd held on to them and to that old self tenaciously, though. She clung to it, celebrated it, worshipped it even, instead of constructing a new grown-up life for herself. For years she'd been eating the cold crumbs left over from a great feast, living on them as though they could last her forever.
Ann BrasharesMots clés life different eating forever something feast years grown-up celebrated crumbs old-self tenaciously worshipped
The fact is that nothing is more difficult to believe than the truth; conversely, nothing seduces like the power of lies, the greater the better. It's only natural, and you will have to find the right balance. Having said that, let me add that this particular old woman hasn't been collecting only years; she has also collected stories, and none sadder or more terrible than the one she's about to tell you. You have been at the heart of this story without knowing it until today ...
Carlos Ruiz ZafónMots clés truth lies stories balance years collecting at-the-heart-of-the-story more-terrible old-woman sadder
Die Jahre, die man auf dem Buckel hatte, waren zu nichts mehr nutze: Man brauchte sie ungelebt, einen ganzen Vorrat davon. Denn je älter man wurde, desto mehr Dinge gingen zu Bruch.
Ali ShawMots clés advice time fantasy aging german years ali-shaw
...what still blew them all away was time itself, the days and months and the years, oh yes, the years. They went faster than anything man had the capacity to invent, so fast that for a while they fooled you into thinking they were slow, and was there any crueler trick than that?
Michael KorytaMots clés time time-passing years
I was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years.
Bernard M. BaruchMots clés sixteen honors lovely teen years eleven
Life may dawdle along in minutes but don't be deceived, for it will sprint by in years before you even notice.
Richelle E. GoodrichMots clés life time passing-of-time years richelle passing-days richelle-goodrich
There would be times in the years to come when he ( Murphy ) would accompany me back and forth between the two worlds I'd come to know. Other times, Yipes would venture out over the water, and even Matilda came along once. There were loads of clothes and seeds and jars of honey and other such things cramping our space, and children of every age moving between the pillars and The Land of Elyon. And always, always, there was Marco at the pedals, helping guide the way across the Lonely Sea. I have yet to venture off the course that was set for me by Sir Alistair Wakefield, but I see certain things on the old maps that make me curious. Are there other places to explore, somewhere in the immeasurable reaches of the Lonely Sea? Maybe my own children or their children will find these strange spots on the map. My way is set an in stone, and I don't feel the need to veer off any longer. It has taken many days of searching and fighting, but in the end I have found what I was looking for. I have found my way home.
Patrick CarmanMots clés future children home curiosity story fighting searching course years land-of-elyon
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