We've been there on World Wars, it's time for World Party I.
Patience is being friends with Time.
There is only now. And look! How rich we are in it.
Once, before Time...
Events, time, forms, all propel the inner plot within each of us.
The social value of a poem is proved not by marketing or reviews but by enduring resonance, a process that occurs as a response over time by humanity.
The pending direction of society rests more than any time in recorded history on the fulcrum of a human finger.
Always is no Time at all.