Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
It's good to surf whatever waves are going on right there as they're happening.
We were wavering around like a ship without a sail.
Fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds worth of distance run.
And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o'er silent seas again.
We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.
Praise the sea, on shore remain.
Hasten slowly.
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.
Sometimes, when the wind hits hard and icicles form on the sea cliffs, we can all come together - and at those times, we are at our best.
A wave isn't like a skate ramp or mountain; everything's moving around and you have to time how to move along with it. That's easier with a slow wave.
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