Life is .... a chaos between two silences (Beckett) ...
they lived und laughed ant loved end left (Joyce)
But A language is ... a dialect with a Department of Education and firm grasp of the curriculum.
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Thursday, February 6, 2014
Life, time and proverbs
"Time will consume all things including itself." – Indian proverb
"Time will heal time’s wounds." – French proverb
A stitch in time saves nineTime is everything
It’s about time. No time like the present.Could you spare some time?Time’s a-wasting!
"I’m having the time of my life."
In China where Age means something he was a great man. By his own story Li Ching-Yuen was born in 1736, had lived 197 years. By the time he was ten years old he had traveled all the area gathering herbs and went on for the rest of his first 100 years. He lived on herbs and plenty of rice wine.
To be aware of your time clock during your lifespan, we should consider Li Ching-Yuen's answer to the secret of a long life in the province of Szechwan in China, Li lived until last week as told to TIME magazine in 1932.
Sit like a tortoise
Walk sprightly like a pigeon
Sleep like a dog
If it picks your interest, have a glimpse at some LONGEVITY aspects:
CODA on life. Three writers who delivered on TIME anarchy rules:
1. Life is .... a chaos between two silences
(S. Beckett) ...
2. They lived und laughed ant loved end left
( J. Joyce)
3. Spoken by Macbeth, Macbeth Act 5 Scene 5There would have been a time for such a word.Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to dayTo the last syllable of recorded time,And all our yesterdays have lighted foolsThe way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!Life's but a walking shadow, a poor playerThat struts and frets his hour upon the stageAnd then is heard no more: it is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing.
( Willm Shakp / William Shaksper / Wm Shakspe /
William Shakspere / Willm Shakspere)
“Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow” Soliloquy Translation:
How the days stretched out – each one the same as the one before, and they would continue to do so, tediously, until the end of history.
And every day we have lived has been the last day of some other fool’s life, each day a dot of candle-light showing him the way to his death-bed.
Blow the short candle out: life was no more than a walking shadow – a poor actor – who goes through all the emotions in one hour on the stage and then bows out.
It was a story told by an idiot, full of noise and passion, but meaningless.
William Shakspere Page 1 of will (from 1817 engraving)
Willm Shakspere Page 2 of will
William Shakspeare Last page of will 25 March 1616