Quotes About Time

After all the highways, and the trains, and the appointments, and the years, you end up worth more dead than alive.

Immortality is like trying to carve your initials in a block of ice in the middle of July.

I made a gift for you, Good Proctor. I had to sit long hours in a chair, and passed the time with sewing. - Mary Warren

It was in my twenties that I felt old, that was when time was an abrasive wheel grinding me down. But it was not so much death I feared as insignificance.

I've always made a point of not wasting my life, and everytime I come back here I know that all I've done is waste my life.

CAPTAIN: Try to avoid taking anybody out of a crowd. Just cruise around the way we did before, and take them one at a time. There are all kinds of rumors. We don't want to alarm people.

I've always made a point of not wasting my life, and everytime I come back here I know that all I've done is to waste my life.

WILLY: I was thinking of the Chevvy. Slight pause. Nineteen twenty-eight . . . when I had that red Chevvy— Breaks off. That funny? I coulda sworn I was driving that Chevvy today.

Are you still awake?' he might ask in the intimate whisper of 3 a.m. lovers who half arise, warm and happy, to find they have been in someone's company during all those lost hours of sleep.

We must not forget that the issues of Eternity are settled in Time.

Like the sundial, my paint box counts no hours but sunny ones.

it seemed as if the ebb would never stop. Tom

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.

Buying books would be a good thing if one could also buy the time to read them; but as a rule the purchase of books is mistaken for the appropriation of their contents.

The shortness of life, so often lamented, may be the best thing about it.

One can never read too little of bad, or too much of good books: bad books are intellectual poison; they destroy the mind. In order to read what is good one must make it a condition never to read what is bad; for life is short, and both time and strength limited.

A man finds himself, to his great astonishment, suddenly existing, after thousands and thousands of years of non-existence: he lives for a little while; and then, again, comes an equally long period when he must exist no more. The heart rebels against this, and feels that it cannot be true.

Ordinary people merely think how they shall 'spend' their time; a man of talent tries to 'use' it.

Sleep is the interest we have to pay on the capital which is called in at death; and the higher the rate of interest and the more regularly it is paid, the further the date of redemption is postponed.

Each day is a little life.

What keeps all living things busy and in motion is the striving to exist. But when existence is secured, they do not know what to do: that is why the second thing that sets them in motion is a striving to get rid of the burden of existence, not to feel it any longer, 'to kill time', i.e. to escape boredom.

buying books would be a good thing if we also could buy the time to read them.

A precondition for reading good books is not reading bad ones: for life is short.

No little part of the torment of existence lies in this, that Time is continually pressing upon us, never letting us take breath, but always coming after us, like a taskmaster with a whip. If at any moment Time stays his hand, it is only when we are delivered over to the misery of boredom.