Quotes About Time

Today,is the Tomorrow I was so worried about Yesterday

An individual is a four-dimensional objectof greatly elongated form; in ordinary language we say he has considerable extension in time and insignificant extension in space.

I shall use the phrase "time's arrow" to express this one-way property of time which has no analogue in space.

Those who love deeply never grow old they may die of old age, but they die young.

Six hours in sleep, in law's grave study six,Four spend in prayer, the rest on Nature fix.

We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand and melting like a snowflake...

leave such mistakes for time to set right. And when the truth comes in such a case it comes to some purpose.

Who God doth late and early pray,More of his grace than gifts to send,And entertains the harmless dayWith a well-chosen book or friend.

Taking a very gloomy view of the future of the human race, let us suppose that it can only expect to survive for two thousand million years longer, a period about equal to the past age of the earth. Then, regarded as a being destined to live for three-score years and ten, humanity, although it has been born in a house seventy years old, is itself only three days old.

Your heart is as fresh as your face; and that is well. The useless men are those who never change with the years. Many views that I held to in my youth and long afterwards are a pain to me now, and I am carrying away from Thrums memories of errors into which I fell at every stage of my ministry. When you are older you will know that life is a long lesson in humility.

Dug from the tomb of taste-refining time, Each form is exquisite, each block sublime. Or good, or bad,-disfigur'd, or deprav'd,- All art, is at its resurrection sav'd All crown'd with glory in the critic's heav'n, Each merit magnified, each fault forgiven.

Waste of time is waste of time for everyone.

Cease, Man, to mourn, to weep, to wail; enjoy thy shining hour of sun; We dance along Death's icy brink, but is the dance less full of fun?

The created World is but a small Parenthesis in Eternity.

Time which antiquates Antiquities, and hath an art to make dust of all things.

The inequity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.

Old families last not three oaks.

Time ... antiquates antiquities, and hath an art to make dust of all things.

The night of time far surpasseth the day, and who knows when was the equinox?

These dead bones have… quietly rested under the drums and tramplings of three conquests.

To keep our eyes open longer were but to act our Antipodes. The huntsmen are up in America, and they are already past their first sleep in Persia. But who can be drowsy at that hour which freed us from everlasting sleep? or have slumbering thoughts at that time, when sleep itself must end, and, as some conjecture, all shall awake again?

Times before you, when even living men were antiquities; when the living might exceed the dead, and to depart this world could not be properly said to go unto the greater number.

The joy of love is too short, and the sorrow thereof, and what cometh thereof, dureth over long.

But age, with his stealing steps,Hath claw'd me in his clutch.