Quotes About Counting

I've failed you, he said. You just stopped the boy. That's not what I meant. I know what you meant, Oliver. You count too many things as failures when they are merely setbacks. She beckoned him up, and he stood, still intimately close to her. She didn't seem bothered. I feel safer with my old enemy beside me.

Darling— I wonder if you realize how much I am counting on you're coming to England, how much it means to me— it means all the world, and indeed my body shall be all, all yours, as yours will be all, all mine, beloved. . . . And nothing will matter but just we two, we two longing loves at last come together.

Maybe that's what love is-counting the bandages until someone says, 'Enough'.

Tad bu?iuoki mane tu šimt? syki?, Vis? t?kstant?, antr? šimt? syki?, V?l dar t?kstant?, dar ne vien? šimt?... Daugel t?kstan?i? kai sud?sim šitaip, Juos sujaksime, kad neb?t? skai?iaus.

Yine sigara ve içki içilmiÅŸ, sigaralar, kadehler say?lm??; sonra, yaln?z bugün için, iki sigara daha, çünkü bugünle pazartesi aras?nda üç gün var, Ivan's?z üç gün. Ama altm?? sigara sonra Ivan Viyana'ya dönmüÅŸ olacak...

Count your nights by stars, not shadows; count your life with smiles, not tears.

Let me make one thing clear: this theory that the universe, after having reached an extremity of rarefaction, will be condensed again has never convinced me. And yet many of us are counting only on that, continually making plans for the time when we'll all be back there again.

Sir, this lane is for ten items or less. I'm counting thirteen items in your cart, including that hemorrhoid cream. And while hemorrhoids might give you a reason to be nasty, they don't give you a reason to be in this lane.

Three months is 12 weeks. That's 12 whole weeks with no Andrea! I got a calculator for Christmas, and I figured it out. Twelve weeks times 7 days in a week is 84 days. That's 84 days with no Andrea! And 84 days times 24 hours in a day is 2,016 hours. That's 2,016 hours with no Andrea! And 2,016 hours times 60 minutes in an hour is 120,960 minutes. That's 120,960 minutes with no Andrea! And 120,960 minutes times 60 seconds in a minute is 7,257,600 seconds.

My job is to architect the greenhouse. This is a useful insight into how Hsieh creates belonging because it implies a process. "I probably say the word collision a thousand times a day," Hsieh says. "I'm doing this because the point isn't just about counting them but about making a mindset shift that they're what matters. When an idea becomes part of a language, it becomes part of the default way of thinking.

He seemed to be having trouble remembering the steps, for he was pumping my arm and counting under his breath (one, two, three), and his breath smelled like the open maws of the pub cellars that grapes on Whitchurch pavements on delivery day. Beer.

Do you know the sums that I do?" "I count my blessings.

I believe that no one dared to join themselves to Jesus until they had counted the cost. There was no more joining for self-seeking reasons. They came to the Lord because of who He was, not because of what He could do.

Thirty-nine steps)' was the phrase; and at its last time of use it ran—'(Thirty-nine steps, I counted them—high tide 10.17 p.m.)'. I could make nothing of that.

Whenever I get a new calender, I flip straight to my birthday month to see which picture I got.

He couldn't count them all. Nobody taught him how to count past ten. Such losses were beyond his comprehension.

perhaps it is loving that counts, not the being loved in return- that perhaps true loving can never know anything but happiness.

It's all about time, dimwit time, inferior time, people checking watches and other devices, other reminders. This is time draining out of our lives. Cities were built to measure time, to remove time from nature. There's an endless counting down, he said. When you strip away surfaces, when you see into it, what's left is terror. This is the thing that literature was meant to cure. The epic poem, the bedtime story.

Cities were built to measure time, to remove time from nature. There's an endless counting down, he said. When you strip away all the surfaces, when you see into it, what's left is terror. This is the thing that literature was meant to cure.

Holidays pain your soul so Anne you always think where you've been and who with every year counting back and when they're gone like this year the ache won't stop.

I received that caress several times - the only one I was able to tolerate - the silent gratitude of a woman receiving death at my hands. None wanted to endure pain and I think they were in a hurry to die. I don't know how many I killed - I who count everything, that was one thing I didn't count.

There's one thing I do want. I want to be aware of the minutes and the seconds, and to make each one count . . . You realize that time is the most precious thing. Because time is life. It's the only thing you can never get back.

He's my client, and he's counting on me. I'll take him, warts and all.

Everybody counts. The Happy ones Count their Blessings and the sad ones Count their Troubles.