Quotes About Passage

The army of the sea shall stand before the city, then shall go away for a passage that shall not be very long, as a great prey of citizens shall be holding the ground. The fleet returns. The great emblem recovered.

For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde, Ay fleeth the tyme; it nyl no man abyde.

All men have one entrance into life, and the like going out.

A man's life from birth to death was a series of transition rites which brought him nearer and nearer to his ancestors.

I entered this world not wanting to come. I'll leave it not wanting to go. All this while, when it seemed there were two doors, there was only one--this passing through.

Denial is the worst form of self-indulgence. A warrior sees his faults as being his passage to power.

As we tune our ears to the kind of preaching that makes the primary point of the sermon the primary point of a particular passage of Scripture, we grow accustomed to listening to God.

que la vida es simplemente una colección de vivencias a las que les ponemos un título, cada una de ellas de una duración limitada;

Time is round, and it rolls quickly.

Reading is a solitary pursuit, even a lone passage to a separate world. Yet to read in public, amid strangers, gives it another dimension. Sometimes the city speaks to the page, or the page seems to open up to people passing by. An outdoor reader shares the pulse of a timeless urban conversation between the world and the written word.

Art is long, and time is fleeting.

Essa é sua vida, ela vai acabando a cada minuto.

Así es tu vida, y se consume minuto a minuto.

Perhaps sunlight had always been luminous, and doorways signs of greater passage than that of one room to another. But she'd not noticed it until now.

How many human eyes ... had snatched glimpses of their secret anatomies, down the passage of years?

The dead have highways. Clive Barker

Like a prisoner without hope of parole she took what entertainment she could find to ease the passage of time.

Time like an ever rolling stream bears all its sons away They fly forgotten as a dream dies at the opening day.

There are twin Gates of Sleep. One, they say, is called the Gate of Horn and it offers easy passage to all true shades. The other glistens with ivory, radiant, flawless, but through it the dead send false dreams up toward the sky. And here Anchises, his vision told in full, escorts his son and Sibyl both and shows them out now through the Ivory Gate.

Fugit irreparabile tempus.

The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went.

And Oliver, rising, could hear the rustle of the dress of the Duchess as she came down the passage.

Then Van and Ada met in the passage, and would have kissed at some earlier stage of the Novel's Evolution in the History of Literature.

I often have people come up to me after a sermon and show me their outline, pointing out some blanks they filled out before the message began. You can see in their eyes and sly smile a sense of "Look, I got you!" In reality I got them. If they're jotting down a passage, a point, or one of my favorite sound bites before I say it, they've come to the point of knowing the information. In the ultimate sense, my message has become memorable.