Quotes About Time

The will to work must dominate, for art is long and time is brief.

Impassive clock! Terrifying, sinister god, Whose finger threatens us and says: Remember!

Minutes, blithesome mortal, are bits of ore That you must not release without extracting the gold!  Remember, Time is a greedy player Who wins without cheating, every round! It's the law. The daylight wanes; the night deepens; remember! The abyss thirsts always; the water-clock runs low.  Soon will sound the hour when divine Chance, When august Virtue, your still virgin wife, When even Repentance (the very last of inns!), When all will say: Die, old coward! it is too late!

Saniye, tam üç bin alt? yüz kez saatte, F?s?ldar:: An?msa! - Çabuk çabuk, sesiyle Bir böceÄŸin, Åžimdi der: Ben GeçmiÅŸ'im bile, Ä°ÄŸrenç hortumumla emdim ömrünü hatta!

You must be drunk always. That is everything: the only question. Not to feel the horrible burden of Time that crushes your shoulders and bends you earthward, you must be drunk without respite. But drunk on what? On wine, on poetry, on virtue — take your pick. But be drunk.

Behold how they beckon, those years, long expired, From Heaven, in faded apparel attired

Dear, you evoke white-veiled and lukewarm hours

Hay que estar siempre ebrio. Nada más: ése es todo el asunto. Para no sentir el horrible peso del Tiempo que os fatiga la espalda y os inclina hacia la tierra, tenéis que embriagaros sin tregua. Pero, ¿de qué? De vino, de poesía o de virtud, como queráis. Pero embriagaos.

Ma perché piange? Ella, perfetta beltà che metterebbe a' suoi piedi, vinto, il genere umano? Qual misterioso male rode l'atletico suo fianco? - Ella piange, insensata, perché ha vissuto! e perché vive! Ma ciò che soprattutto deplora, ciò che le fa fremere tutta quanta, gli è che l'indomani, ahimè! sarà forza vivere ancora! Domani, dopo domani e sempre! - come noi!

Quando ho riaperto gli occhi pieni di fuoco,ho visto l'orrore del buco in cui vivo e,rientrato in me stesso, ho sentito il pungolo delle preoccupazioni; l'orologio a pendolo dai funebri accenti crudelmente suonava mezzogiorno, e il cielo riversava oscurità sul tristte mondo intirizzito

Podría compararse este tipo de obra con un puro trabajo manual que debe cubrir cierta cantidad de espacio en un tiempo determinado, o con una larga ruta con un gran número de etapas. Cuando se ha completado una etapa, no hay que volver a hacerla; y cuando se ha recorrido la ruta entera, el artista se libra del cuadro.

Para no ser esclavos y mártires del Tiempo, embriagaos, embriagaos sin cesar. De vino, de poesía o de virtud; de lo que queráis.

L'art est long, et le temps est court.

palabra que exprese la idea en cuestión. Se trata, en su caso, de rescatar de lo histórico cuanto la moda contenga de poético, de extraer lo eterno de lo transitorio.

de aquel que estudie en lo antiguo algo que no sea el arte puro, la lógica, el método general! De tanto zambullirse en ello, pierde el recuerdo del presente; abdica el valor y los privilegios que otorga la circunstancia; pues casi toda nuestra originalidad proviene del sello que imprime el tiempo en nuestras sensaciones.

It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.

Length and stress are both mutated in an open area where language mobilizes a network of meaning using the open space as a kind of time divided by an unquantified movement of the eye and breath while reading.

Anything is a waste of time unless you are fucking well or creating well or getting well or looming toward a kind of phantom-love-happiness.

the tired sunsets and the tired people - it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all.

You are thirty minutes late. Yes. Would you be thirty minutes late to a wedding or a funeral? No. Why not, pray tell? Well, if the funeral was mine I'd have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral.

New Year's Eve always terrifies me.

Each person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.

this time has finished me.

they say that nothing is wasted: either that or it al is