Quote by Dr. Seuss
How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. De

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? – Dr. Seuss

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Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite. Or waiting around for Friday night or waiting perhaps for their Uncle Jake or a pot to boil or a better break or a string of pearls or a pair of pants or a wig with curls or another chance. Everyone is just waiting. – Dr. Seuss

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Carpe Diem
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Dr. Seuss
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Preachers in pulpits talked about what a great message is in the book. No matter what you do, somebody always imputes meaning into your books. – Dr. Seuss

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great
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Dr. Seuss
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I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, its a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at lifes realities. – Dr. Seuss

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Imagination
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Other Quotes from
Time
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The man who writes about himself and his own time is the only man who writes about all people and about all time. – George Bernard Shaw

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Time

Many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased. – John Steinbeck

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Time

Ive spent too much time giving speeches, traveling the world. – Billy Graham

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Time

Trust has to be earned, and should come only after the passage of time. – Arthur Ashe

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Time

Random Quotes

My mom taught me to go after my dreams. I have this faith in myself that I must have gotten from her. – Amy Jo Johnson

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Dreams

Today we affirm a new commitment to live out our nations promise through civility, courage, compassion and character. – George W. Bush

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Courage

The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse. – Benjamin Franklin

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Excuses

Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. – Toni Morrison, Beloved, 1987

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Mothers