Quotes About Time

Live your life in the now, because you get to a certain age and you realize, "Wow, that was fast.

A man's life is of many flashing moments, and yet one stream; a nation's flows through all its citizens, and yet is more than they.

Now, God be thanked, Who has matched us with His hour,And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping.

Oh! yetStands the church clock at ten to three?And is there honey still for tea?

A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.

But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind.

Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.

Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?

Until death comes, all is life.

And until death comes, all is life.

It is no use getting upset about delays in India; they come with unfailing punctuality.

It isn't time that's passing by, it is you and I. It

Listen to the night wind in the trees, Listen to the summer grass singing; Listen to the time that's tripping by, And the dawn dew falling. Listen to the moon as it climbs the sky, Listen to the pebbles humming; Listen to the mist in the trembling leaves, And the silence calling.

Trees make you feel younger. And the older the tree, the younger you feel. Whenever

When it comes to loving and living and dying, there is no such thing as being modern and fashionable. Some things will never change. For it isn't time that's passing by, my friend; it is you and I.

Some memories are best left untouched.

They were not in a hurry to get anywhere. They had everywhere to go and they could take their own time going there, and there was no one to hurry them on.

Our skin, I thought, is like the leaf of a tree, young and green and shiny; then it gets darker and heavier, sometimes spotted with disease, sometimes eaten away; then fading, yellow and red, then falling, crumbling into dust or feeding the flames of fire.

Winding its way towards the plains. And the land stretched out before me, and the years fell away, And I was a boy again, And the friends of my youth were there beside me, And nothing had changed. 'Remember the Old Road

they will take you back to a time when life was not so full of care and there was time to stand and stare. But not for too long, or the train would leave without you!

Ranji had a one-rupee coin. He'd had it since morning, and now it was afternoon - and that was far too long to keep a rupee. It was time he spend the money, or some of it, or most of it.

Outside the towns in the isolation of the hills, life is simply a matter of yesterday, today and tomorrow. And not always tomorrow.

In spite of these hazards, a letter sent by dak runner used to take twelve days to reach Meerut from Calcutta. It takes about the same time today, unless you use speed-post.

I sat in a teashop, tasted my teeth on an old bun, and washed it down with milky tea. The bun had been around for some time, but so had I, so we were quits. At the age of forty I could digest almost anything.