Quotes About Time

I don't know how much longer I'll be around. I'll probably be writing when the Lord says, 'Maya, Maya Angelou, it's time.

Weekdays revolved on a sameness wheel. They turned into themselves so steadily and inevitably that each seemed to be the original of yesterday's rough draft. Saturday, however, always broke the mold and dared to be different.

Upon certain subject I am able to hold my tongue and hope that time will right wrongs.

We carry accumulation of years in our bodies and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are still innocent and shy as magnolias.

The God of my childhood was an old, white, Vandyck-bearded Father Time, who roared up thunder, then puffed out His cheeks and blew down hurricanes on His errant children. He could be placated only if one fell prostrate, groveled and begged for mercy. I didn't like that God, but He did seem more real than a Maker who was just thought and spirit. I wished for a Someone in between.

Your skin like dawn Mine like dusk. One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a sure beginning. from Passing Time

Life had a conveyor-belt quality. It went on unpursued and unpursuing

La esencia se escapa, pero su aura permanece

If you know that youth is dying on the run and my daughter trades dope stories with your son we'd better see what all our fearing and our jeering and our crying and our lying brought about. Take Time Out.

Here this clean mirror traps me unwilling in a gone time when I was love and you were booted and brave and trembling for me.

Last year changed its seasons subtly, stripped its sultry winds for the reds of dying leaves, let gelid drips of winter ice melt onto a warming earth and urged the dormant bulbs to brave the pain of spring. We, loving, above the whim of time, did not notice. Alone. I remember now.

Okay, be serious. Aren't you ever afraid of anything? Plenty of time, he said softly. Even when what you're afraid of defies all logic? Especially then. It's been my experience that fear doesn't have a set of parameters. We can't turn it off just by realizing we shouldn't be afraid.

You have five minutes or I decorate the tarmac with my brains.

Only the memories.

Remember... life is short. Each moment you have is precious. Treasure every second. Don't spend them doing anything you don't love.

And eternity is a long time. So if you have to spend it with someone I could see wanting to spend it with someone impossible...but interesting....

You didn't, John said, stepping from the shadows as he clapped for me, even hit your head this time.

So take my advice: whatever you do? Don't blink

But I intend to enjoy the weeks I have left with you to the fullest. Because I know from my study of the philosophy of time, whatever is going to happen in the future is already unavoidable.

Hasn't anyone ever told you, Jesse asked, in a semi-amused voice, that a gentlemen never lays a hand on a lady? Which I thought was king of funny, considering where Jesse had had his hand the last time I'd seen him

Thrust into this dingy classroom we die like lampless moths locked into the desolation of fluorescent lights and metal desks. Ten minutes until the bell rings. What use is the quadratic formula in our daily lives? Can we use it to unlock the secrets in the hearts of those we love? Five minutes until the bell rings. Cruel Algebra teacher, won't you let us go?

Could there be three other words in the English language more effective at striking terror deep within the heart than Got a minute?

Besides the age thing, Father Dom being sixty and me being sixteen, he's Mister Nice himself, whereas I'm ... Well, not. Not that I don't try to be. It's just that one thing I've learned from all of this is that we don't have very much time here on Earth. So why waste it putting up with other people's crap? Particularly people who are already dead, anyway.

It's just that one thing I've learned from all of this is that we don't have very much time here on Earth. So why waste it putting up with other people's crap?