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Sky waves of the sea cover
I will breathe only minute meetings
I feel good only with you.
Minutes, please, make yourself eternal...

Sad for the mortal passage of time, and if we knew the trail, which takes us to today, yesterday, forever becoming, who would have jumped up and ran to erect outposts, just to keep the moment rolling?
Alas! How sad have these thoughts...

... all the bridges between that time and now burned. Time, too, the Strait, you know, like the one that separates the Islands and the mainland, but his cross can only be one ferry - memory, and she like a Ghost ship - if you really wish to disappear, so it disappears.

We are all suspended in time.

way back into love no. You can never start at the beginning: what happens, stays in the blood. Love is just like time, is irreversible. And neither the victims nor the willingness to everything, no good will nothing can help: such a dark and ruthless the law of love.

Thinking about the time he had a headache. After all the Time - awful abstract category. Try to Express it some material objects - and immediately not understand what they belong more: time or all of the material world.

Time heals everything, whether you want it or not. Time heals everything, taking everything, leaving in the end only darkness. Sometimes in the darkness we encounter others, and sometimes lose them there again.

It's not running from us, it flows to us. Do look forward to the next minute, or absolutely unaware of the fact she'd come.

Time wearily and stood up...
And nothing became.

If you want to understand what a year ask the student who failed in annual exam. If you want to understand what is a month, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby and waiting for him to be removed from the incubation chamber. If the week - ask the person who works on the Assembly line or in the mine to feed his family. If the day - ask lovers who are waiting for appointments. If the hour - ask suffering from claustraphobia person who is stuck in the Elevator. Second - look at the expression of someone in a thousandth of a moment escaped death, or ask the athlete who just won a silver medal at the Olympic games is gold for which I trained all my life.

There are moments when literally hear the mocking sound of time slipping away in the silence and comfort,
And death is ahead of us on points.
Becomes boring, and agree briefly distracted from the main, to do some tedious, but necessary, considering that it will take three minutes
And after you longing notice that two hours have disappeared for some reason.
Time is cruel to us.

In our time, everything exists in order to end the photography.
Photo modificirovat time.

Clocks are the enemy: the more you look at them, the slower time flows.

When in the hands of a hot pan, a second like an hour. When in the hands of a hot babe, an hour flies by in a second.