Quotes About Time

Here at Big Sur, at a certain time of the year and a certain time of the day only, a pale blue-green hue pervades the distant hills. . . . It is not only the tone and color of distance, abetted by the magic fall of light, it is a mystical phenomenon, or so I like to think, born of a certain way of looking at the world.

Do we weep when the sun sinks into the ocean? The full magnificence of the sun is revealed to us only in the few moments preceding and following its disappearance.

On the meridian of time there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of motion creating the illusion of truth and drama.

One must have the patience of radium buried beneath a Himalayan peak.

The cancer of time is eating us away. Our heroes have killed themselves, or are killing themselves. The hero, then, is not Time, but Timelessness.

In the course of disintegration, a process which may go on for centuries, life loses all significance.

bright neckties on the Boulevard Montparnasse, dark bathrooms, Porto Sec, Abdullah cigarettes, the adagio sonata Pathétique, aural amplificators, anecdotal seances, burnt sienna breasts, heavy garters, what time is it, golden pheasants stuffed with chestnuts, taffeta fingers, vaporish twilights turning to ilex, acromegaly, cancer and delirium, warm veils, poker chips, carpets of blood and soft thighs.

My eye, but I've been all over that ground.. years and years ago. I've lived out my melancholy youth. I don't give a fuck anymore what's behind me, or what's ahead of me. I'm healthy. Incurably healthy. No sorrows, no regrets. No past, no future. The present is enough for me. Day by day. Today! Le bel aujourd'hui!

En el momento en que nace un niño pasa a formar parte de un mundo en que no hay sólo el ritmo de la vida, sino también el ritmo de la muerte.

Not the slightest indication of a change anywhere. The cancer of time is eating us away. Our heroes have killed themselves, or are killing themselves.

This is not a book. This is libel, slander, defamation of character. This is not a book, in the ordinary sense of the word. No, this is a prolonged insult, a gob of spit in the face of Art, a kick in the pants to God, Man, Destiny, Time, Love, Beauty . . . what you will. I am going to sing for you, a little off key perhaps, but I will sing. I will sing while you croak, I will dance over your dirty corpse . . .

Each one is traveling his own way ad though the earth be rotting with good things, there is no time to pluck the fruits; the procession scrambles toward the exit sign, and such a panic is there, such a sweat to escape, that the weak and the helpless are trampled into the mud and their cries are unheard.

give you a nostalgia for a people and a soil you have never known, but which is in your blood, mysteriously there in your blood, like the sense of time and space, a fugitive, constant value that you turn more and more when you get old, which you try to seize with your mind, but ineffectually

El mundo que me rodea está desintegrándose y deja aquí y allá motas de tiempo. El mundo es un cáncer que se devora a sí mismo...

Va a haber más calamidades, más muerte, más desesperación. Ni el menor indicio de cambio por ningún lado. El cáncer del tiempo nos está devorando. Nuestros héroes se han matado o están matándose. Así, que el héroe no es el tiempo, sino la intemporalidad. Debemos marcar el paso, en filas cerradas, hacia la prisión de la muerte. No hay escapatoria. El tiempo no va a cambiar.

I didn't give a fuck whether I found anything or not. The thing is, never to be too anxious. Everything comes in due time.

The reward for waiting on God far exceeds the investment of patience required to do so. JOSHUA

Leaders who continually invest large amounts of time into people who refuse to do God's will are investing their time unwisely. On

En el mejor de los casos, la vida es fugaz y pasa rápidamente. Lo que hacemos en el tiempo breve que Dios nos concede sobre la Tierra es lo que nos sigue a la eternidad. Bienaventurados los que invierten bien su tiempo, cumplen su propósito divino y reciben la recompensa prometida.

Every life moves far too swiftly. A few anecdotes, one or two passages of laughter, a midnight flight of sorrow, and then the end.

Time is to slow for those who wait, Too swift for those who fear, Too long for those who grieve, Too short for those who rejoice... But for those who love, Time is Eternity.

Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time

Youth comes but once in a lifetime

We are all architects of faith, ever living in these walls of time.