A child believes twenty shillings and twenty years can scarce ever be spent.
-- Benjamin Franklin
The craft that we call modern,
The crimes that we call new,
John Bunyan had'em typed and filed
In Sixteen Eighty-two.
--- Rudyard Kipling
I must work the works of Him that sent me, while it is day; the night cometh, when no man can work.
--- John 9:4
Time and I against any other two.
--- Baltasar Gracian
Let not the sands of time get in your lunch.
--- National Lampoon
Jesus is coming - look busy!
--- marquee sign outside a Baptist church in ( where else) Tex-as
Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as ever you can!
--- John Wesley
Well true believers, it's that time of year again and this is the song that comes to mind.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mw2L70CO2EM
Yes, I am an old and sentimental rodent. No, they don't write songs like this any more. You young whippersnappers need to turn down that noise you are listening to, get out of debt, plant a garden, and make sure your skills are transferable. I can remember when men were real men, music was real music, and a trillion dollars was real money - and this economy is scary.
HAPPY NEW YEAR.
I HOPE YOU ARE AS EXCITED AS I AM.
GET READY TO DUCK.
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