So much time is wasted on trying to be better than others.
the only time we waste it the time we spend thinking we are alone.
Any empathic person who knows how valuable time is will think twice before wasting another person's time, because losing time is losing a part of your life.
Think goal setting is too laborious and time wasting? Try the goalless life and your regret will be unpardonably regrettable
I think of all my time as existing in 15-minute blocks. Most people think in terms of 30-minute chunks, but I've found that when I free up more time, I waste it.
If I did only one thing at a time I'd think I was wasting my time. If, for example, I only wrote novels I would feel like a charlatan and a fraud.
I wouldn't waste a day, not an hour, not a moment. Take what you want and damn caution. Live, enjoy. Feed ravenously. Or the biggest regret you'll have at the end of your life is wasted time.
I would bear it for her if I could. People say that and hardly mean it. I, however, do mean it. But time given to wishing for what can't be is not only spent, but wasted, and for all that we waste we shall be accountable.
Fortune: You got your head so far up your ass about that damn football team, you don't get the fact that you just got a year of top quality education! Waste? Quit wasting my time!
My thing about having another child was, time's-a-wasting!
Even when one sleeps one is not wasting one's time.
I don't think we have any time to waste.
There is no greater harm than that of time wasted.
Heaven. The biggest waste of our time we ever invented, outside jigsaws.
I was wasting my time, praying for love. For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.
There are more than enough to fight and oppose; why waste good time fighting the people you like?
There are far too many people that waste their time telling themselves that they don’t have enough time.
Nash: This class will be a waste of your - and what is infinitely worse - my time.
I would have made you a cheesecake, but I don’t know how. And I would have bought you a cheesecake, but I have no job and no money. So please accept this stack of coupons instead.
My 30th birthday will be arriving in a few months. It’s not arriving unexpectedly, I just wish it would have given me more of an advance notice, say another 30 years.
The canvas isn’t empty. It’s full of whatever you imagine it to be full of. My art is so conceptual that not only do I not tell, but I don’t even show. All I do is sign the canvas and try to sell it.
