Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.
Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.
A short cut to riches is to subtract from our desires.
Young man, young man, your arm’s too short to box with God.
We have a finite amount of time. Whether short or long, it doesn’t matter. Life is to be lived.
I am a free lover. I have an inalienable, constitutional and natural right to love whom I may, to love as long or short a period as I can; to change that love every day if I please.
Law makes long spokes of the short stakes of men.
Its visits, like those of angels, short, and far between.
One who imitates what is bad always goes beyond his model; while one who imitates what is good always comes up short of it.