Quotes About Time

I need a watch man, to tell me this is what a man says but this is what he means, to draw a line down the middle and say here is this justice and there is that justice and make me understand the difference. I need a watchman to go forth and proclaim to them all that twenty-six years is too long to play a joke on anybody, no matter how funny it is

We're all of us going to hell, it's just a question of time.

You're gonna see change, you're gonna see Maycomb change its face completely in our lifetime. Your trouble, now, you want to have your cake and eat it: you want to stop the clock, but you can't.

Haints, Hot Steams, incantations, secret signs had vanished with our years as mist with sunrise.

Ladies bathed before noon, after their three-o'clock naps, and by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.

God's time is always near. He gave me my strength and he set the North Star in the heavens; He meant I should be free.

The job of the facilitator is not to keep things on time, but rather to enable the creation of safe time.

You have the power . . . to consider time everlasting, to think of the swift change in the parts of each thing, of how brief is the span from birth until dissolution, and how the void before birth and the void beyond dissolution are equally infinite.

One of those thick red carpets that seems to trap time. I have one

An oak stump might cost a man a week of his life.

All laws and ideas are historical and relative, not absolute. They are relevant to their particular time and place

Though he knew that he was young, at this moment he felt that his days were almost over. He could see the future and the rest of his life as clearly as if he had already lived it, because it would be unchanging and no different from the lives of all the others around him.

This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don't get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can't do anything, don't get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it's ready to come undone. You have to figure it's going to be a long process and that you'll work on things slowly, one at a time.

As time goes on, you'll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn't, doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve yourself.

For a while is a phrase whose length can't be measured.At least by the person who's waiting.

The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.

Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to sleep through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there- to the edge of the world. There's something you can't do unless you get there.

You can hide memories, but you can't erase the history that produced them.

Body cells replace themselves every month. Even at this very moment. Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.

When I open them, most of the books have the smell of an earlier time leaking out between the pages - a special odor of the knowledge and emotions that for ages have been calmly resting between the covers. Breathing it in, I glance through a few pages before returning each book to its shelf.

This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don't get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can't do anything, don't get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it's ready to come undone. You have to realize it's going to be a long process and that you'll work on things slowly, one at a time.

I've been lonely for so long. And I've been hurt so deeply. If only I could have met you again a long time ago, then I wouldn't have had to take all these detours to get here.' Tengo shook his head. 'I don't think so. This way is just fine. This is exactly the right time. For both of us. [...] We needed that much time.... to understand how lonely we really were.

Time moves in it special way in the middle of the night.

No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.