The hour of spring was dark at last, sensuous memories of sunlight past, I stood alone in garden bowersand asked the value of my hours. Time was spent or time was tossed, Life was loved and life was lost. I kissed the flesh of tender girls, I heard the songs of vernal birds. I gazed upon the blushing light, aware of day before the night. So let me ask and hear a thought: Did I live the spring I’d sought? It's true in joy, I walked along, took part in dance, and sang the song.and never tried to bind an hourto my borrowed garden bower;nor did I once entreata day to slumber at my feet. Yet days aren't lulled by lyric song, like morning birds they pass along, o'er crests of trees, to none belong;o'er crests of trees of drying dew, their larking flight, my hands, eschew Thus I’ll say it once and true.. From all that I saw, and everywhere I wandered, I learned that time cannot be spent, It only can be squandered. . Roman Payne
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
-
Unknown
It's hard being left behind. (...) It's hard to be the one who stays.
-
Audrey Niffenegger
It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.
-
Audrey Niffenegger
Top 15 Things Money Can’t BuyTime. Happiness. Inner Peace. Integrity. Love. Character. Manners. Health. Respect. Morals. Trust. Patience. Class. Common sense. Dignity.
-
Roy T. Bennett
One day spent with someone you love can change everything.
-
Mitch Albom
More Quotes By Roman Payne
Cities were always like people, showing their varying personalities to the traveler. Depending on the city and on the traveler, there might begin a mutual love, or dislike, friendship, or enmity. Where one city will rise a certain individual to glory, it will destroy another...
Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.
It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: holding hands, hotel rooms, music, the physics of falling leaves, vanilla and jasmine, poppies, smiling, anthills, the color of the sky, coffee and...
It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: music, laughter, the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding hands, the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains... if only one...
In life, more than in anything else, it isn’t easy to end up alive.
