Quotes About Time

Yesterday is gone and nothing but a memory. Maybe a bad one, but there's no way to call it back or change it. Tomorrow is just the whisper of a hope. Today is all you got.' You'd

Yesterday is gone and nothing but a memory. Maybe a bad one, but there's no way to call it back or change it. Tomorrow is just the whisper of a hope. Today is all you got.

Love. Work. Family. The future. Forever.

The past is the past. We can't undo it," Tabby said after a long sigh. "What you did almost two decades ago can't define the future any more than what I did about that same time can determine how tomorrow looks for me. We'd probably all choose to do things different if we could go back, but then we have to ask ourselves if we would be the same people we are today if we could do that.

Don't be afraid of dying. Be afraid that you don't make the most of every single day you are alive.

Yesterday is gone and nothing but a memory. Maybe a bad one, but there's no way to call it back or change it. Tomorrow is just the whisper of a hope. Today is all you got.

There is a time for all seasons," he quoted Scripture. "A time to break down and a time to build up. You've had your time to break down, and now it's your time to build up. Don't punish yourself for what you didn't do. Just put all that behind you and move forward.

There's a time when it's too late to do what you should have been doing all along.

received through the years. But Harriet had passed on the

Would you want to be sixteen again?" Lola asked.

Yesterday is gone and nothing but a memory. Maybe a bad one, but there's no way to call it back or change it. Tomorrow is just the whisper of a hope. Today is all you got, lady.

The past defines the present and affects the future

Don't be afraid of dying. Be afraid that you don't make the most of every single day you are alive. I read about an old lady who said she wanted to slide into heaven with nothing left.

Kids your age will always be children to me.

No," she said, "she wanted to have used every bit of her energy, every second of her time, and have given every drop of her love away so that when she got to heaven, what had been her on this earth was all finished and done with.

Is this true? Those who had world' enough, that is, those engaged in a demanding daily vocation, were short of time while those without regular obligations had more than sufficient time, but no world?

The impression I have, therefore, of marriage in my sixties is of a time when I took to living only for the moment -- when, above all, I took to expecting nothing that long years of close association had by now, at long last, assured me would never occur. He would not change his personality or his habits of loving, and neither would I. [pp. 213-214].

The drive to Bridgeton took about an hour and a half. Nancy and Helen arrived in time to attend services in the quaint, white, eighteenth-century church. Then they had lunch at a tearoom.

Enough gossip," George said, clapping her hands. "Time to eat!

Instant gratification takes too long.

You only get married the first time once." There was the philosophy of a generation wrapped up in a tidy little sentence

This city had been a city for two thousand years, and I could feel that with every step I took. bits of all that time were still here, alive, even if it was just in the form of collective memory.

Come back to me safe, Kate, Grace said, whispering, because her throat had closed and her own tears were falling. She had so much to tell Kate, so much more advice to give, but there wasn't time, because the tide was turning and David was no doubt waiting at the pier. But she had time for one last piece of advice. One last, desperate plea. And for God's sake, don't fall in love with your captain.

I think about living forever and figure I can get really good at Xbox.