Quotes About Time

it never happened but it seemed like there were times when rot stopped waited like a streetcar at a signal.

my garden in the sun and in the rain and in the day and in the night pain is a flower pain is flowers blooming all the time.

suicide fails as you get older: there's less and less to kill.

to whom it may concern: please phone me for appointments when you want to see me. I will not answer unsolicited knocks upon the door. I need time to do my work. I will not allow you to murder my work. please understand that what keeps me alive will make me a better person toward and for you when we finally meet under easy and unstrained conditions.

I waited. Nothing. I waited for God. I waited and waited. I believe I slept.

it's half-past nowhere everywhere.

Não sou esnobe; eu simplesmente não estou interessado no que a maioria das pessoas tem pra dizer, ou no que elas desejam fazer - principalmente com o meu tempo

I only want the sky to burn me more and more burn me out so that the sun begins at 6 in the morning and goes past midnight

DEATH COMES SLOWLY LIKE ANTS TO A FALLEN FIG

You can feel your life being pounded to a pulp by the useless waste of time.

the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like eyes in the look of a dog, like a square of wax, like a fire taking city hall, the county, the continent, like fire taking the hair of maidens and monsters; and hawks buzzing in peach trees, the sea running between their claws, Time drunk and damp, everything burning, everything wet, everything fine.

then I was a young man a thousand years old, and now I am an old man waiting to be born.

it is a fine sunny day and great matters loom across the horizon of history. Carthage in my rearview mirror, I blend into Time.

the bar was the best place to hide in. time came under your control, time to wade in, time to do nothing in. no guru was needed, no god. nothing expected but yourself and nothing lost to the unexpected.

We are simply a part of the machinery of the moment.

you feel that you've wasted your years and yourself it didn't work for me either but isn't there always one good thing to look back on? think of how many cups of coffee we drank together.

We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting.

Eleven years. Although each night had been long, the years had gone fast.

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is this how it works? in this room the hours of love still make shadows. when you left you took almost everything.

The kids sit about sipping at their coffees and waiting for it to happen. It isn't going to happen.

Well, if the funeral was mine I'd have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral." I was always quick with the mouth. I would never learn.

We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting.a

we are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting it is as if the sun were a mind that has given up on us.