Quotes About Time

I suppose it's amazing how quick life goes by when you have children.

Be innocent, wise and ninety-five.

Twenty-three is said to be the prime of life by those who have reached so far and no farther. It shares this distinction with every age, from ten to three-score and ten.

My love, I see you through my tears. No pity in your face I see. I have sailed far across the years; Stretch out, stretch out your arms to me.

The sun was like a word written between the sea and the sky, a word that was swallowed up by the sea before any man had time to read it.

To tidy up takes time, and she wants all her time for wolfing books...

Green fingers was the country name for time, patience and love working together.

You need what I call the Gentle Powers.' 'Oh, please tell me what they are!' 'Beauty, and Time, and the Past and Pity (their names sound like a band of angels, don't they?) Laughter, too – you need calming and lifting into the light, not plunging into darkness and struggle.' She

I literally have meetings at eight o'clock in the morning, and I finish at nine o'clock at night. It sounds pathetic, but I don't even have time to go shopping.

Auf dem Pult] stand die Sanduhr. Alle Körner mußten durch die Engstelle, um unten denselben Haufen zu bilden wie vordem oben. Der entstandene Zeitverlust hieß Lateinstunde.

The count had reached his fifties: a cruel word whose resonance can perhaps be fully appreciated only by a man desperately in love.

Wit lasts no more than two centuries.

Nothing is so hideous as an obsolete fashion.

I just wanted to fly, for that one weightless minute of time streaking through the sky. It felt like nothing I'd ever experienced.

Therefore I cannot but see and feel that time is passing, and I with it, and yet I would not like to go without performing some great action to serve as a monument to my name. What is lost today will not be found tomorrow and I have done nothing so far to cover myself with glory.

El tiempo sin embargo posee una fuerza profunda para quitar intensidad a los sentimientos. - 24 Horas en la Vida de una Mujer

There is something so INEVITABLE about seven-and-twenty; it is decidedly on the wrong side of the decade for a lady, particularly an unmarried one.

He clutched at my fingers--a spasm, perhaps, for the touch relaxed almost instantly. 'Jane.' 'My lord.' He smiled faintly, a curving of the lips; but the face was so haggard, and beaded with sweat. 'You cry, dear? Waste. Should've married you years ago.

Don't let the fear of the time it will take to accomplish something stand in the way of your doing it. The time will pass anyway; we might just as well put that passing time to the best possible use." —Earl Nightingale

May all of us have the courage to open ourselves to the time that we live in, to let it shape us as we, in turn, shape it. May we perceive what is being asked of us. May we awaken here, on this sharp edge of uncertainty.

I was forever late, in a rush, my foot heavy on the pedal, haunted by something I'd forgotten to do, to pay, to sign. I ate on the run, balanced hot coffee while shifting in traffic, and dreamed of being organized, believing I could be if only I had the right containers.

El pasado no se marcha del todo, sino que persiste. Se puede hasta tocar y ver sus restos; y en el medida en que perviven los recuerdos, el pasado es presente. No se puede decir lo mismo del futuro. No está presente de ninguna forma. Puede ser, pero aún no ha llegado. Cuando llega es el presente, pero sólo de manera efímera, hasta convertirse en el pasado. El futuro nunca se puede agarrar con las manos.

Everybody tells me that they would love to knit, but they don't have time. I look at people's lives and I can see opportunity and time for knitting all over the place. The time spent riding the bus each day? That's a pair of socks over a month. Waiting in line? Mittens. Watching TV? Buckets of wasted time that could be an exquisite lace shawl.

Maybe, just maybe, those six balls are a scarf and hat that get tucked away for years and long after I'm gone someone pulls them out and says, "Remember how Grammy was with all the wool? Remember how she knit all the time?" fingering the soft wool and pondering who I was and what I did while I was here.