Quotes About Passage

Every missed rite of passage leads to a new rigidification of the personality.

I pointed to a red-tailed hawk half a mile above us. I watched the hawk to see if it was Chubb. Strange things happen in the animal world when a loved one dies, that's a fact. They honor our passage with far more reverence than we do theirs.

designing a secret passage, where would I put it? He could sometimes figure out how a machine worked by putting his hand on it. He'd learned to fly a helicopter that way. He'd fixed Festus the dragon that way (before Festus crashed and burned). Once he'd even reprogrammed the electronic billboards in Times Square to read: ALL DA LADIES LUV LEO…accidentally, of course.

There are days that walk through me and I cannot hold them.

The rites of passage in the academic world are arcane and, in their own way, highly romantic, and the tensions and unplesantries of dissertations and final oral examinations are quickly forgotten in the wonderful moment of the sherry afterward, admission into a very old club, parties of celebration, doctoral gowns, academic rituals, and hearing for the first time Dr., rather than Miss Jamison.

time doesn't pass. We pass.

eloquently honour President Kennedy's memory than the earliest possible passage of the civil rights bill for which he fought so long.

The people who pretend that dying is rather like strolling into the next room always leave me unconvinced. Death, like birth, must be a tremendous event.

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

For death is no more than turning us over from time to eternity.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

The inaudible and noiseless foot of time.

Time has passed like a courier with urgent news.But that's just our simile.The character's invented, his haste is make-believe,his news inhuman.

Time passed, and I kept getting lost in the pages of my appointment book, which had been attacked by a mildew of obligations.

Then they kiss again, and she goes to work, and he goes to work, and so the days go by, faster than ever.

It was as if, within that still winter night's vastness a strange soft-feathered bird of passage had come to beat its hopeless wings against the windows of her heart.

Remember: ego can create misery, ego can create anguish, ego can create hate, ego can create jealousy. Ego can never become a vehicle for the divine, it can never become the passage for the beyond.

contemplando transcurrir el transcurrido tiempo.

Il y a dans tout début une surprise et une attente qui seront peut-être déçues mais qui donnent au temps qui passe sa couleur et sa vigueur.

Youth's a stuff will not endure.

el nacimiento y la muerte son experiencias similares, cada una el inicio de un viaje.

I am so often struck by what we do not do, all of us. And I am also, now, so acutely aware of the quick passage of time, the way that we come suddenly to our own separate closures. It is as though a thing says, I told you. But you thought I was just kidding.

One thing was certain: Human Time was the saddest, maddest, most devastating variety of time that had ever existed. She tried her best to ignore it. Nevertheless, the days passed by.

It connects the hazardous Drake Passage with the waters of the Weddell Sea—and it is a treacherous place.