You learn something out of everything, and you come to realize more than ever that we're all here for a certain space of time, and, and then it's going to be over, and you better make this count.
But who can count the beatings of the lonely heart?
The battle we have fought, and are still fighting for the forests is a part of the eternal conflict between right and wrong, and we cannot expect to see the end of it. …So we must count on watching and striving for these trees, and should always be glad to find anything so surely good and noble to strive for.
I expect a zombie to show up on Sesame Street soon, teaching kids to count.
Half the people in Lucky Harbor were in love with him. The other half were men and didn't count. -Tara on Ford
Men cannot count, they do not know that two and two make four if women do not tell them so.
I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me.
Don't count your chickens before they egg.
We need to get beyond the politics of the moment, the deficit of the hour, the military count of the day, the numbers that rarely shape events. Our long-term interests must be in people and in the values of democracy and individual liberty.
Just as stars shine brightest in the darkest night, your joy blazes brilliantly through life's problems when you count them as joy.
Being strong is important. But knowing who you can count on is equally important
They are but beggars that can count their worth.
There is a softness and a harmony in the words and in the thought unparalleled. Of all conceits it is surely the most classical. "I count only the hours that are serene. ".
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
You should not be misled about the so-called single opposition candidate. There are so many of them now that you will lack the fingers to count them.
Gratitude is born in hearts that take time to count up past mercies. they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I do know how to count.
That particular story ["The Pyramid and the Ass"] was written during the dark days of the Bush years. George W. Bush had just been "re-elected" (or elected for the first time, depending on how you count the stolen election) and it seemed like the horror of his presidency would last forever.
You may be sure that in this new international system, the American citizen will count for precious little.
The exchange program is the thing that reconciles me to all the difficulties of political life. It's the only activity that gives me some hope that the human race won't commit suicide, though I still wouldn't count on it.
