Quotes About Time

A wind blew, and the sand around his drawing scattered. He wrapped his fingers inside his wife's, and Father Time rekindled a connection he had only ever had with her. He surrendered to that sensation and felt the final drops of their lives touch one another, like water in a cave, top meets bottom, Heaven meets Earth. As their eyes closed, a different set of eyes opened, and they rose from the ground as a shared south, up and up, a sun and a moon in a single sky.

It's nice that you spend a day with your mother,' she said. Children should do it more often.

With Marguerite, he wanted only time—more and more time—and he was granted it, nighttimes and daytimes and nighttimes again.

The things you spend so much time on--all this work you do--might not seem as important. You might have to make room for some more spiritual things.

He had his time measures and he had her. That was his life. For as long as he could remember, it had been that way, Dor and Alli, even as children. I do not want to die, she whispered. You will not die. I want to be with you. You are.

And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creatures endures. A fear of time running out

Not aging is not the same as living

Time is not something you give back

Dor came from a time before the written word, a time when if you wished to speak with someone, you walked to see them. This time was different. The tools of this era—phones, computers—enabled people to move at a blurring pace. Yet despite all they accomplished, they were never at peace. They constantly checked their devices to see what time it was— the very thing Dor had tried to determine once with a stick, a stone, and a shadow.

Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left?

The most precious thing you can give someone is your time, Chika, because you can never get it back. When you don't think about getting it back, you've given it in love. I learned that from you.

The End is coming. What will you do with the time you have left?

In a strange way, I envied the quality of Morrie's time even as I lamented its diminishing supply. Why did we bother with all the distractions we did? .. give up days and weeks of our lives, addicted to someone else's drama.

Listen. You should know something. All younger people should know something. If you're always battling against getting older, you're always going to be unhappy, because it will happen anyhow.

Morrie," Koppel said, "that was seventy years ago your mother died. The pain still goes on?" "You bet," Morrie whispered.

Einstein once postulated that if you traveled at an enormous rate of speed, time would actually slow down relative to the world you left behind, so that seeing the future without aging alongside it was at least theoretically, possible.

But Father Time is real. And, in truth, he cannot age. Beneath the unruly beard and cascading hair—signs of life, not death—his body is lean, his skin unwrinkled, immune to the very thing he lords over.

And thus unknowingly, Dor began to serve his sentence -- to hear every plea from every soul who desired more of the thing he had first identified, the thing that moved man further from the simple light of existence and deeper into the darkness of his own obsessions. Time.

Time passed. Like flakes shaken in a snow globe, the lives of those involved in the tragedy settled slowly to the ground, not in the same spots but in new pockets of peace.

Everything man does today to be efficient, to fill the hour? Dor said. It does not satisfy. It only makes him hungry to do more. Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time. He lowered his hand from Victor's eyes. When you are measuring time, you are not living it. I know.

I was so lonely." And Father Time said, "You were never alone.

What was the constant? Movement. Yes. With time there was always movement. The setting sun. The dripping water. The pendulums. The spilling sand. To realize his destiny, such movement had to cease. He had to stop the flow of time completely …

Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left? -Morrie

You might say that is "too young" to die. But what is too young for a life?