Quotes About Time

I'm no good at the new games because I rarely play them. I like old things. Old books. Old movies. Old TV shows. [...] Life was more complicated, but it was quieter, I bet. Slower. [...] The distractions then were card catalogs and dust and the smell of old paper and ink. The distractions were deep. I wonder what it would be like to go back in time, to live as long ago as the 1980s, or even further back. To know what was to come.

I suppose the thought of it should be comforting to me, the idea that a lifetime is measured not in time, but in understanding.

Like life. Last as long as you can. Hold on as long as possible. And there's no shame in losing, because everyone loses. It's just that everyone has a different score. And the scores don't really matter after all. They disappear when you turn off the game.

We are surrounded by modern, time-saving devices, but we never seem to have enough time.

It was a joy to be a part of the team that created Round The Horne. I was involved with the show at a time of my life when I was very happy., and that happiness overflowed into the scripts.

The problem then with Jesus is that he cannot be removed from his time and transplanted into our own without simply creating him anew

The known plane is God's creation, fallen out of its union with Him, and therefore the world of the flesh needing redemption, the world of men, and of time, and of things -- our world. This known plane is intersected by another plane that is unknown -- the world of the Father, of the Primal Creation, and of the final Redemption. The relation between us and God, between this world and His world presses for recognition, but the line of intersection is not self-evident.

Getting old.... Not so limber, dear friend, time for the bone factory? The little blue van. Your hands are covered with tiny pepperoni. Your knees predict your face. Your back stabs you, on the left side, twice a day. The belly's been discussed. The soul's shrinking to a microdot. We're ordering your rocking chair, size 42. Would you like something in Southern pine?

Music ... is the frozen tapioca in the ice sheet of History.

Can the life of the time be caught in an advertisement? Is that how it is, really, in the meadows of the world?

Time ever mocks all youthful hopes; He laughs at ever plan youth makes; He buries fame and honor deep In grave of hope--too late youth wakes.

As users of English we often need a grammatical device to make reference to the way a particular event unfolds in time. This is called aspect.

Then is Now. The star you steer by is gone,its tremulous thread spun in the hurricanespider floss on my cheek; light from the zenithspun when the slowworm lay in her lapfifty years ago.

But time and surprise are the two most vital elements in war.

It was a strategic victory as bloodless for the defeated as for the victor-and the less men slain on the other side, the more potential adherents and recruits for Caesar. Despite the substitution of manoeuvre for direct assaults upon his enemy the campaign had cost him only six weeks of his time.

Every action makes you a fragmentary existence. I hold on to my nature as an entirety only by refusing to act--or at least by denying the superiority of time, which is reserved for action.

Suddenly it occurred to me that maybe the point of writing wasn't just to record something past but also to prolong the present, like in One Thousand and One Nights, to stretch out the time until the next thing happened.

The old Paris is no more (the form of a city changes faster, alas! than a mortal's heart).

Our entire linear and accumulative culture collapses if we cannot stockpile the past in plain view.

Dead periods have to be left to take their chances. This goes for the present too, which we should not try to disturb in its melancholy deliquescence.

Time is given us to be happy and for no other reason.

Man is in his short sojourn on earth equal to God in His eternity.

The lamp you lighted in the olden time Will show you my heart's-blood beating through the rhyme: A poet's journal, writ in fire and tears... Then slow deliverance, with the gaps of years...

One of my great all-time loves in cinema, and I've seen it three times, is Bondarchuk's 'War and Peace.' Not a lot of people may have seen that film. It was made during the Soviet era.