The true currency of life is time, not money, and we've all got a limited stock of that.
The pursuit of material gain is ultimately empty when measured against eternity.
The blessing of God enriches the soul for eternity while that given by the world enriches the body temporarily.
Poems On Time The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. Time is a wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth. Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
Base wealth preferring to eternal praise.
How marvelous, wide and broad is my Inheritance! Time is my property, my estate is time.
The present hour is always wealthiest when it is poorer than the future ones, as that is the pleasantest site which affords the pleasantest prospect.
From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of my possessions; I wanted some steward, or judicious bailiff, to manage my estates in Time for me.
Lots of things take time, and time was Momo's only form of wealth.
Material blessings fade and deteriorate, but your riches in Christ are everlasting.
What labor and pains worldlings take to obtain the vain things of this life-to obtain the poor things of this world, which are but shadows and dreams, and mere nothings!
