Lost, yesterday, somewhere between sunrise and sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered for they are gone forever.
You may as well borrow a person's money as his time.
Time is a seedfield; in youth we sow it with causes; in after life we reap the harvest of effects.
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