“The more we sink into the infirmities of age, the nearer we are to immortal youth. All people are young in the other world. That state is an eternal spring, ever fresh and flourishing. Now, to pass from midnight into noon on the sudden, to be decrepit one minute and all spirit and activity the next, must be a desirable change. To call this dying is an abuse of language.” PeopleWorldStatesAgeYoungDeathSpiritNextLanguageMinutesDyingYouthActivityEternalSpringAbuseImmortalMidnightDesirableOther WorldsNoonFlourishingOne MinuteInfirmityDecrepit Author:Jeremy Collier
“A cupcake is like a great pop song. The whole world in less than three minutes. And it's impossible to have a bad cupcake. In New York you walk everywhere. So I'm always looking, always on the eternal search for the perfect cupcake. I take them very seriously. It's like hunting and gathering for me.” WorldWholeSongThreeWalksPerfectImpossibleMinutesNew YorkEternalPopsWhole WorldHuntingGatheringPop SongCupcakes Author:Laurel Nakadate
“How frequent, how constant ought we to be, like Christ Jesus our example, in doing good, especially to the souls of men and especially to the household of faith (yea, even to our enemies), when we remember that this is our seed time, of which every minute is precious, and that as our sowing is, so shall be our eternal harvest.” MenSoulRememberJesusChristEnemyMinutesExampleOughtEternalConstantSeedsHouseholdHarvestDoing GoodSowing Author:Roger Williams
“It may be that we exist and cease to exist in alternations, like the minute dots in some forms of toned printing or the succession of pictures on a cinema film. It may be that reality is an illusion of movement in an eternal, static, multidimensional universe. We may be only a story written on the ground of the inconceivable; the pattern on a rug beneath the feet of the incomprehensible.” MayStoriesRealityFilmFormUniverseWrittenFeetMinutesMovementEternalIllusionPatternsCeaseCinemaSuccessionStaticPrintingDots Author:H. G. Wells
“There's a very generous donation in the parish's future if you make this fast. Ten minutes, at the most." Frowning, the man fumbled open his liturgy. "There's an established rite, Your Grace. Marriage must be entered into with solemnity and consideration. I don't know that I can rush--" "Ten minutes. One thousand guineas." The liturgy snapped closed. "Then again, what do a few extra minutes signify to an eternal God?" He beckoned Amelia with a fluttering, papery hand. "Make haste, child. You're about to be married.” IfsKnowsMenChildrenI CanHandsGraceMinutesThousandTenEternalMarriedGenerousExtrasConsiderationBeing MarriedHasteRiteDonationAmeliaGuineaFrowningParishFlutteringLiturgySolemnity Book:One Dance with a Duke Source: One Dance with a Duke
“Poor Martin. Geek or no, committing his soul to eternal damnation was a helluva price to pay for six minutes.” SoulPoorPayMinutesSixEternalGeekDamnation Book:Succubus Blues Source: Succubus Blues