One thing at a time, all things in succession. That which grows fast withers as rapidly; and that which grows slow endures.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There is no royal road to anything, one thing at a time, all things in succession. That which grows fast, withers as rapidly. That which grows slowly, endures.
Thus times do shift, each thing his turn does hold; New things succeed, as former things grow old.
When one thing ends, you put it away and start from scratch on the next thing.
Time is what prevents everything from happening at once.
Time is nature's way of keeping everything from happening at once.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Nature's laws must be obeyed, and the period of decline begins, and goes on with accelerated rapidity.
Each thing is of like form from everlasting and comes round again in its cycle.
Energy and persistence conquer all things.
There is a slowness in affairs which ripens them, and a slowness which rots them.