Quotes
Quotes about Years
No man, however strong, can serve ten years as schoolmaster, priest, or Senator, and remain fit for anything else.
But at sixteen the conscience rarely gnaws So much, as when we call our old debts in At sixty years, and draw the accounts of evil, And find a deuced balance with the devil.
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years' study of books.
Top 10 Creative Rules of Thumb: 1. The best way to get great ideas is to get lots of ideas and throw the bad ones away. 2. Create ideas that are 15 minutes ahead of their time...not light years ahead. 3. Always look for a second right answer. 4. If at first you don't succeed, take a break. 5. Write down your ideas before you forget them. 6. If everyone says you are wrong, you're one step ahead. If everyone laughs at you, you're two steps ahead. 7. The answer to your problem "pre-exists." You need to ask the right question to reveal the answer. 8. When you ask a dumb question, you get a smart answer. 9. Never solve a problem from its original perspective. 10. Visualize your problem as solved before solving it.
The creative person wants to be a know -it -all. He wants to know about all kinds of things: ancient history, nineteenth -century mathematics, current manufacturing techniques, flower arranging, and hog futures. Because he never knows when these ideas might come together to form a new idea. It may happen six minutes later or six months, or six years down the road. But he has faith that it will happen.
Where crime is taught from early years, it becomes a part of nature. [Lat., Ars fit ubi a teneris crimen condiscitur annis.]
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do... Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach wisdom.
Two babies were born on the same day at the same hospital. They lay there and looked at each other. Their familiescame and took them away. Eighty years later, by a bizarre coincidence, they lay in the same hospital, on their deathbeds, next to each other. One of them looked at the other and said, So. What did you think?.
The angel answer'd, "Nay, said soul; go higher! To be deceived in your true heart's desire Was bitterer than a thousand years of fire!"
I wish I lived back in the old west days, because I'd save up my money for about twenty years so I could buy a solid-gold pick. Then I'd go out West and start digging for gold. When someone came up and asked what I was doing, I'd say, "Looking for gold, ya durn fool." He'd say, "Your pick is gold," and I'd say, "Well, that was easy." Good joke, huh.
The whole town laughed at my great-grandfather, just because he worked hard and saved his money. True, working at the hardware store didn't pay much, but he felt it was better than what everybody else did, which was go up to the volcano and collect the gold nuggets it shot out every day. It turned out he was right. After forty years, the volcano petered out. Everybody left town, and the hardware store went broke. Finally he decided to collect gold nuggets too, but there weren't many left by then. Plus, he broke his leg and the doctor's bills were real high.
The closing years of life are like the end of a masquerade party, when the masks are dropped.
And old affront will stir the heart Through years of rankling pain.
Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell Civil dissension is a viperous worm That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.
We are two travellers, Roger and I. Roger's my dog--come here, you scamp! Jump for the gentleman--mind your eye! Over the table,--look out for the lamp! The rogue is growing a little old; Five years we've tramped through wind and weather, And slept out-doors when nights were cold, And ate and drank and starved together.
In dog years, I'm dead.
We are students of words: we are shut up in schools, and colleges, and recitation-rooms, for ten or fifteen years, and come out at last with a bag of wind, a memory of words, and do not know a thing.
We think there is a parallel between federal involvement in education and the decline in profit over recent years.
We are shut up in schools and college recitation rooms for ten or fifteen years, and come out at last with a bellyfull of words and do not know a thing. The things taught in schools and colleges are not an education, but the means of education. -Ralph Waldo Emerson.
A man whose errors take ten years to correct is quite a man.
Or ever the knightly years were gone With the old world to the grave, I was a king in Babylon And you were a Christian slave.
One realizes the full importance of time only when there is little of it left. Every man's greatest capital asset is his unexpired years of productive life.
When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.
Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles.
