If you delay till to-morrow what ought to be done to-day, you overcharge the morrow with a burden which belongs not to it. You load the wheels of time, and prevent it from carrying you along smoothly. He who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows out the plan, carries on a thread which will guide him through the labyrinth of the most busy life. The orderly arrangement of his time is like a ray of light which darts itself through all his affairs. But where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incidents, all things lie huddled together in one chaos, which admits neither of distribution nor review.
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Darts players are probably a lot fitter than most footballers in overall body strength.
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Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away.
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Love is the language of hearts Even cardiologists fail to know how it starts When a loved one for a while departs The other is striking darts into others hearts
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