“And indeed there will be time for the yellow smoke that slides along the street rubbing its back upon the window-panes; there will be time , there will be time to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; there will be time to murder and create, and time for all the works and days of hands that lift and drop a question on your plate; time for you and time for me, and time yet for a hundred indecisions, and for a hundred visions and revisions, before the taking of toast and tea.”
“Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.”
“And time yet for a hundred indecisions,And a hundred visions and revisions”
“There will be time, there will be timeTo prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.”
“It was time enough for whole lives to have been led and misled... time enough, as the poet said, to murder and create -- or at least, to have warranted the dropping of a question on one's plate.”
“It is sound judgment to put on a bold face and play your hand for a hundred times what it is worth; forty-nine times out of fifty nobody dares to call it, and you roll in the chips.”