Quotes About Time

Spring gave way to summer, and summer faded into autumn. I mention this, dear reader, not in order to insult your intelligence by assuming you do not comprehend the sequence of the seasons, but merely as a convenient means of transition.

That had been the trouble with him and Betsy: what with his brooding about the past and worrying about the future, there had never been any present at all.

A man who wants time to read and write lets the grass grow long.

How curious it was to find that apparently nothing was ever really forgotten, that the past was never really gone, that it was always lurking, ready to destroy the present, or at least to make the present seem absurd.

Since graduation, I have measured time in 4-by-5-inch pieces of paper, four days on the left and three on the right. Every social engagement, interview, reading, flight, doctor's appointment, birthday and dry-cleaning reminder has been handwritten between metal loops.

There's already a marriage clock, a career clock, a biological clock. Sometimes being a woman feels like standing in the lobby of a hotel, looking at the dials depicting every time zone in the world behind the front desk - except they all apply to you, and all at once.

The past is the mirror that reflects the future.

Beware the barrenness of a busy life.

Hayat k?sa, vazife a??r, f?rsatlar geçicidir.

?ó là m?t câu h?i ph?c t?p, mà ??i ng??i thì ng?n ng?i.

Time is endless when it is purposeful.

the tan lines will fade but the memories last forever <3

Now when the bardo of this life is dawning upon me, I will abandon laziness for which life has no time, Enter, undistracted, the path of listening and hearing, reflection and contemplation, and meditation, Making perceptions and mind the path, and realize the "three kayas": the enlightened mind;4 Now that I have once attained a human body, There is no time on the path for the mind to wander.

I often think of the words of the great Buddhist master Padmasambhava: "Those who believe they have plenty of time get ready only at the time of death. Then they are ravaged by regret. But isn't it far too late?" What more chilling commentary on the modern world could there be than most people die unprepared for death, as they have lived, unprepared for life?

You see, we are all dying. It's only a matter of time.

Ce que vous êtes est ce que vous avez été », disait le Bouddha ; « ce que vous serez est ce que vous faites maintenant

William Blake: He who binds to himself a Joy, Does the winged life destroy; He who kisses the Joy as it flies, Lives in Eternity's sunrise.7

words of the great Buddhist master Padmasambhava: "Those who believe they have plenty of time get ready only at the time of death. Then they are ravaged by regret. But isn't it far too late?" What more chilling commentary on the modern world could there be than that most people die unprepared for death, as they have lived, unprepared for life?

The past is the past, the future not yet risen, and even the present thought, as we experience it, becomes the past. The only thing we really have is nowness, is now.

La naissance d'un homme est la naissance de sa douleur. Plus il vit longtemps et plus il devient stupide, parce que son angoisse d'éviter une mort inévitable s'intensifie sans relâche. Quelle amertume ! Il vit pour ce qui est toujours hors de portée ! Sa soif de survie dans le futur le rend incapable de vivre dans le présent.

Has my understanding of death and impermanence become so keen and so urgent that I am devoting every second to the pursuit of enlightenment? If you can answer 'yes' to both of these, then you have really understood impermanence.

This existence of ours is as transient as autumn clouds. To watch the birth and death of beings is like looking at the movements of a dance. A lifetime is like a flash of lightning in the sky, rushing by like a torrent down a steep mountain.

As a Tibetan saying goes: "Tomorrow or the next life—which comes first, we never know.

with time, patience, discipline, and the right training, our mind will begin to unknot itself and know its essential bliss and clarity.