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"The days aren't discarded or collected, they are beesthat burned with sweetness or maddenedthe sting: the struggle continues,the journeys go and come between honey and pain.No, the net of years doesn't unweave: there is no net.They don't fall drop by drop from a river: there is no river.Sleep doesn't divide life into halves,or action, or silence, or honor:life is like a stone, a single motion,a lonesome bonfire reflected on the leaves,an arrow, only one, slow or swift, a metalthat climbs or descends burning in your bones."
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"Life is defined by time and seasons."
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"If you want to know the value of a minute ask the person who came to the train station or airport a minute late."
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"Any moment which is not captured is loss in the events of time."
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"Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever."
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"Time is a concrete product."
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"Time must be converted into product."
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"The sacred-time determines the due events."
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"Time is thought."
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"Time is life."
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"Time is life. Time for birth, time for death."
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"You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep spring from coming."
Flowers
"But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies."
Heart
"I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests."
Poetry
"I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees."
Romantic
"And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us."
Romantic
"A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly."
Man
"Love is so short, forgetting is so long."
Love
"The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty."
Reading
"I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."
Passion
"The days aren't discarded or collected, they are beesthat burned with sweetness or maddenedthe sting: the struggle continues,the journeys go and come between honey and pain.No, the net of years doesn't unweave: there is no net.They don't fall drop by drop from a river: there is no river.Sleep doesn't divide life into halves,or action, or silence, or honor:life is like a stone, a single motion,a lonesome bonfire reflected on the leaves,an arrow, only one, slow or swift, a metalthat climbs or descends burning in your bones."
Time
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