Quotes About Time

Never take it for granted because soon enough it will be taken away. Time is tough. Every time you go out on the court be thankful. Be grateful. Believe me, I am. If you are lucky enough to be a tennis player you should recognize that it's a privilege to be able to walk out on that court and play the game.

It's the worst part of seeing old friends: when your rose-colored memories become undone by reality.

Nico was wrong. The Book of Fate isn't already written. It's written every day. Some scars never heal. Then again, some do.

can I tell you something...? I don't think you're in love with the past. I think you're scared of the future.

The notion that he can accomplish a huge amount with a larger time frame, if he is steady about it, is fundamentally his philosophy.

Bezos's counterintuitive point was that coordination among employees wasted time, and that the people closest to problems were usually in the best position to solve them.

Our cities are going to be given back to us. Our time is going to be given back to us. And there's going to be a very, very different world in terms of how we experience our cities. We are just getting started.

Occam's razor," Adam said. "The simplest answer is usually correct. Corinne texted that she needed time apart. It's still only been a few days. She'll come back when she's ready." "You

It's been a long day." "It's only nine in the morning." Myron said, "For what breeds time but two hands on a clock?

We had six healthy months and then six not-so-healthy months. I don't call them 'good' or 'bad' months. They're all good if you're doing the right thing. Do you know what I mean?" "Yeah," Augie says. "I know what you mean." "I made sure Hank was here when Doris died. We were both with her.

sweater. He had a huge head, tiny shoulders, and a spare tire that was the envy of the Michelin man—an hourglass figure with all the time run out. He was big and puffy and the kind of bald where the top of the head looks like it exploded through the hair during an earthquake. Frank

He loved her. She loved him. Simple but there you have it. You both have careers and you raise kids and there are victories and defeats and you just sort of coast along, living your life, the days long, the years short, and then every once in a while, you remember to pull up and look at your partner, your life partner, really look at the one who travels down the lonely road right by your side, and you realize how much you are in this together.

Junior year of high school. Ask Mom and Dad what they did yesterday, they won't remember. Ask them about anything from his youth, and it's like they studied replays at night. He held up his hands in mock surrender. "Got me.

Esme Fong glanced at her watch and rose. "I only stopped by to say hello," she explained. "I really must be going." All three men stood. Norm bussed her cheek. "Take care, Esme, okay? I'll see you tomorrow morning.

Gavin said, "I don't like it." "In another lifetime," Hester said, "I'll care, really. I'll shed tears. But for now, shush and depart.

I hadn't spoken to Rick in nine years." "Nine years," I repeated. "That would be right around the time we met." She looked at me. "Don't be dazzled by my mathematical prowess," I said. "Math is one of my hidden talents. I try not to brag.

Regrets and could-have-beens tried to sneak in, but he shoved them away. No time for this now.

She handed him an old class photograph, the color not so much fading as greening from age. Fifteen kids flanked by two teachers, one a far younger Peggy Joyce. The years had not been unkind to her, but they'd passed anyway.

An hour later—or maybe it was only twenty minutes—Myron collapsed and rolled onto his back.

Death teaches you that. You would give anything, forgive anything, for just one more second. . . .

All love stories," Maya's father had told her many years ago, "end in tragedy." Maya had shaken her head and said, "God, Dad, that's grim." "Yes, but think about it: You either fall out of love, or, if you're really one of the lucky ones, you live long enough to watch your soul mate die." Maya

He checked his watch. "One more drink," Win said. "And then I will go in the other room because—oh, you'll love this—Mee so horny." I

The adrenaline rush began to taper off, allowing a nauseating level of pain to flow through his body. Eventually—Simon had no idea how much time had passed—Hayes and a tall white cop with the nametag WHITE hoisted him up and drag-walked him to a squad car. When he was in the backseat, White took the driver's side, Hayes the passenger. Hayes, who had his wallet in her hand, turned around and said, "So what happened, Mr. Greene?

Remember when you asked me why I didn't say anything before you married Tom?" "It was a few days ago. I can sometimes remember back a whole week." "I