Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly; to every day we live, a day we die.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Death is like an arrow that is already in flight, and your life lasts only until it reaches you.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
Time is flying never to return.
Modern thought has transferred the spectral character of Death to the notion of time itself. Time has become Death triumphant over all.
But meanwhile time flies; it flies never to be regained.
Death and love are the two wings that bear the good man to heaven.
Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.
Two such as you with such a master speed, cannot be parted nor be swept away, from one another once you are agreed, that life is only life forevermore, together wing to wing and oar to oar.
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