Quotes About Time

A wedding in haste is worth two at leisure.

Whether it's the best of times or the worst of times, it's the only time we got.

The lightning-rod man still dwells in the land; still travels in storm-time, and drives a brave trade with the fear of man.

Here, brush this old hair aside; it blinds me, that I seem to weep. Locks so grey did never grow but from out some ashes! But do I look very old, so very, very old, Starbuck? I feel deadly faint, bowed, and humped, as though I were Adam, staggering beneath the piled centuries since Paradise.

an eight day clock.

Whoever is not in the possession of leisure can hardly be said to possess independence.

Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.

Las pequeñas obras deben ser terminadas por sus primeros arquitectos. En cuanto a las grandes, las verdaderas, debe dejarse que la posteridad las complete. ¡Que Dios me libre de pretender completar nunca nada! Todo este libro no es sino un esbozo, el esbozo de un esbozo. ¡Oh, tiempo, energía, dinero, paciencia!

Como si el hombre, cuanto más tiempo vinculado a la vida, menos quisiera tener que ver con nada que se parezca a la muerte.

immortality is but ubiquity in time); that

But I now leave my cetological System standing thus unfinished, even as the great Cathedral of Cologne was left, with the crane still standing upon the top of the uncompleted tower. For small erections may be finished by their first architects; grand ones, true ones, ever leave the copestone to posterity. God keep me from ever completing anything. This whole book is but a draught—nay, but the draught of a draught. Oh, Time, Strength, Cash, and Patience!

for immortality is but ubiquity in time);

It's the Black Sea in a midnight gale.—It's the unnatural combat of the four primal elements.—It's a blasted heath.— It's a Hyperborean winter scene.—It's the breaking-up of the icebound stream of Time. But at last all these fancies yielded to that one portentous something in the picture's midst. That once found out, and all the rest were plain.

But do I look very old, so very, very old, Starbuck? I feel deadly faint, bowed, and humped, as though I were Adam, staggering beneath the piled centuries since Paradise.

For one, I gave myself up to the abandonment of the time and the place; but while yet all a-rush to encounter the whale, could see naught in that brute but the deadliest ill.

Clarel the mentor frequent heard The time for Christ's return allot: A dream, and like a dream it blurred The sense- faded, and was forgot.

There is no steady unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed gradations, and at the last one pause

Lord, when shall we be done growing?

It was in the summer of 1842

What a delightful, lazy, languid time we had whilst we were thus gliding along!

What's the use of elaborating what, in its very essence, is so short-lived as a modern book. Though I wrote the Gospels in this century, I should die in the gutter.

Gliding across an imaginary line that splits the Pacific Ocean from the north to the south polar caps, the sunrise acquired a new label, June 23. Behind that line, June 22 had just dawned. This murky international convention, amid world chaos, still stood. For the globe still turned as always in the light of the sun, ninety million miles away in black space, and the tiny dwellers on the globe still had to agree, as they went about their mutual butcheries, on a way to tell the time.

Wasted hours destroy your life just as surely at the beginning as at the end - only at the end it becomes more obvious.

Remember this, if you can—there is nothing, nothing more precious than time. You probably feel you have a measureless supply of it, but you haven't. Wasted hours destroy your life just as surely at the beginning as at the end—only at the end it becomes more obvious. Use your time while you have it, Willie, in making something of yourself.