Quotes About Time

Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralysing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

Ends are for yesterdays, not tomorrows.

Time is not what you think. Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on Earth is only the beginning.

He explained how once we began to chime the hour, we lost the ability to be satisfied. There was always a quest for more minutes, more hours, faster progress to accomplish more in each day. The simple joy of living between sunrises was gone. "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.

You marked the minutes," the old man said. "But did you use them wisely? To be still? To cherish? To be grateful? To lift and be lifted?

When you are measuring life, you are not living it...

How long have i been dead? A minute. An hour. A thousand years

ÎÈ›i poÈ›i imagina s? ai un timp infinit la dispoziÈ›ie pentru a înv??a?

time, because none of us know how much we have, and it is an affront to God to assume there will be more.

Seberapa banyak pun kau mengumpulkan hari-hari sepanjang hidupmu, semua takkan cukup untuk menggantikan satu hari itu, satu hari yang ingin sekali bisa kau miliki lagi.

Before I came to you," he said, "you came to me." Sarah studied his face. "You don't really fix clocks, do you?" "I prefer them broken." "Why is that?" Victor said. Dor looked at the grain of sand in his fingers. "Because I am the sinner who created them.

Kai laiko turi be galo, niekas neb?ra ypatinga. Be netek?i? ar aukos mes nesugebame ?vertinti to, k? turime.

Dievas riboja m?s? dien? skai?i? ne be priežasties. -Kokia to priežastis? -Kad kiekviena diena b?t? brangi.

And one day spent with someone you love can change everything.

He looked at his own arms and realized, in his earthly body, he was now older than his father. He had outlived him in every way.

And thus, unknowingly, did Dor begin 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. It seemed to be running too fast for everyone but him.

Once, on the balcony of a seaside villa, she said she wished she'd met him earlier in life, and he said, We're gonna make up for that. We're gonna live a long time together.

No life is a waste," the Blue Man said. "The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.

Y sin esperanza, el tiempo es un castigo

The air went dead. All sounds disappeared. It was like that T. S. Eliot poem, "the still point of the turning world," as if the entire planet held its breath.

But all endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.

No life is a waste... The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.

Consider the word time. We use so many phrases with it. Pass time. Waste time. Kill time. Lose time. In good time. About time. Take your time. Save time. A long time. Right on time. Out of time. Mind the time. Be on time. Spare time. Keep time. Stall for time. There are as many expressions with time as there are minutes in a day. But once, there was no word for it at all. Because no one was counting. Then Dor began. And everything changed.