Quotes About Time

i have so many books i am perishing to read in my bookcase. hours-and-hours-and-hours- and hours.

The feeling one must get up earlier and earlier to get ahead of the day, which by one o'clock is determined.

The future is what matters because one never reaches it, but always stays in the present.

I get a little frightened when I think of life slipping through my fingers like water—so fast that I have little time to stop running.

Cuándo llegará el momento en que el Tiempo se quiebre, Y la eternidad lo engulla, y yo me hunda del todo?

What I want back is what I was Before the bed, before the knife, Before the brooch-pin and the salve Fixed me in this parenthesis; Horses fluent in the wind, A place, a time gone out of mind.

Very simply, you were not wise to give me your image. You should know your woman, and be kind. You expect too much of me; you know I am not strong enough to live merely in that abstract Platonic realm out of time and flesh on the other side of all those mirrors.

My hours are married to shadow. No longer do I listen for the scrape of a keel On the blank stones of the landing.

Then next week. Next week it all slows, rides easy under apple boughs.

It is the strangers that are easiest to love at this hard time. Because they do not demand and watch, always watch. I

Among petals pale as death And leaves steadfast in shape They sleep on, mouth to mouth. A white mist is going up. The small green nostrils breathe, And they turn in their sleep. Ousted from that warm bed We are a dream they dream. Their eyelids keep the shade. No harm can come to them. We cast our skins and slide Into another time.

This second is life. And when it is gone, it is dead. But you can't start over with each new second. You have to judge by what is dead.

God, what a life - living in the future and the past and existing merely in the present.

enjoying the pressure of reading, thinking, while at my back is always the mocking tick: A Life is Passing. My Life.

Tomorrow what? Always patching masks, making excuses for having read a bare half of what I purposed. Yet a life is passing?

And to wait, taut, smiling, till evening, and the time after eight o'clock, again, to the time you go to bed, which is yours, which is brief and private.

Elk begin is tenslotte niets meer dan een vervolg. en het boek der gebeurtenissen ligt altijd open in het midden.

Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky Like a patient etherised upon a table;

Rich people choose to get paid based on results. Poor people choose to get paid based on time.

Arquivo de riqueza no 11 As pessoas ricas preferem ser remuneradas por seus resultados. As pessoas de mentalidade pobre preferem ser remuneradas pelo tempo que despendem.

Si me das cinco minutos, puedo predecir el futuro económico que tendrás el resto de tu vida».

Poor people trade their time for money. The problem with this strategy is that your time is limited. This means that you invariably end up breaking Wealth Rule #1, which states, "Never have a ceiling on your income." If you choose to get paid for your time, you are pretty much killing your chances for wealth.

I miss being young. I miss being young and strong. Young and fast. Young and in love. Nothing like it. Old love is good, too. But you get the feeling that the world mainly just wants you out of the way.

Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance