Danh ngôn của Helen Hunt Jackson
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
Ôi buổi trưa ngọt ngào, ảo tưởng, Mà buổi sáng trèo lên để tìm, Ôi khoảnh khắc trôi qua quá sớm, Và buổi sáng bị bỏ lại phía sau.
Tác giả: Helen Hunt Jackson | Chuyên mục: Time | Sứ mệnh: [9]
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Các câu danh ngôn khác của cùng chuyên mục: Time
- You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time.
- At what point then is the approach of danger to be expected? I answer, if it ever reach us, it must spring up amongst us. It cannot come from abroad. If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher. As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.
- When I am getting ready to reason with a man, I spend one-third of my time thinking about myself and what I am going to say and two-thirds about him and what he is going to say.
- My life is full of drama, and I don't have time to worry about something as petty as what I look like.
- Time brings all things to pass.