Fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.

That book in many’s eyes doth share the gloryThat in gold clasps locks in the golden story.

But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool;And time, that takes survey of all the world,Must have a stop.

I have had my dream -- like others --and it has come to nothing, so thatI remain now carelesslywith feet planted on the groundand look up at the sky.

I have a fleet of Rimowa Topas aluminum suitcases! They're all covered in stickers from around the world.

Time is the justice that examines all offenders.