An idealist believes the short run doesn't count. A cynic believes the long run doesn't matter. A realist believes that what is done or left undone in the short run determines the long run.
Sure, I like my short hair. It also quadrupled my rate. I did get sick of seeing it on everybody, though - every stewardess, every salesclerk, and in every restaurant.
I used to trip over my legs and get detention for my too-short shorts because none fit. I still trip, but now I like to show them off.
A lot of people have asked me how short I am. Since my last divorce, I think I'm about $100,000 short.
Everything happens for a reason.
It's very cool to be short, very cool. When I was in eighth grade, and the height I am now, I would just look at the cute little short girls and think, 'If only, if only.'
I need to have proper equipment when I work out, and the Nike Frees are light, comfortable, and great for training. I also usually bring a short-sleeve or long-sleeve compression shirt and a pair of shorts.
I just don't want to watch TV, and I know that life is short. I feel like I couldn't do all the things I wanted to do if I had several lifetimes to do them in.
I don't think my life would be significantly poorer if I don't impersonate Nick Clegg. Life is short enough without sitting up night after night listening to tapes of him.
Yes, you can lose somebody overnight, yes, your whole life can be turned upside down. Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.
Life is too short as we all know it to be. So why dare to spend it trying to live up to other people's worldly expectations of you?
I like the old-fashioned, vintage-inspired swimsuits with halters and maybe a little ruching, and the longer cut that's almost short-shorts, like Ava Gardner used to wear a lot, right?
If you have a lesion in the hippocampus in both sides, you have short term memory, but you can convert that short term memory into long term memory.
That's the fun thing about fashion: it changes. One day, we're into short, the next we're into full length for day, or half short and long.
Life is too short not to show your truest form EVERY day... Live it, Like it, Love it and then push for more ~~
Jayden: Why? Grace: It's impossible to worry about anything else when there's blood coming out of you.
Mason: Please, you have to let me in your head once in a while or I'm just going to go nuts, Okay?
Jayden: Yep, I know the rules: no belts, no razors, no scissors, no fucking freedom. Grace: No cussing. Jayden: Shit, I forgot about that one.
You know, it's sort of common wisdom among New York publishers that short story collections don't make money.
The dominance of short-term perspectives has led to routine decisions in the markets that sacrifice the long-term buildup of genuine value in pursuit of artificial, short-term gains.
A short story is a shard, a sliver, a vignette. It's a biopsy on the human condition but it doesn't have this capacity to think autonomously for itself.
