Quotes About Time

Hijo, aire y luz y tiempo y espacio no tienen nada que ver con la creación y no crean nada más que, quizá, una vida más larga para encontrar nuevas excusas para no hacerlo

Somos finos como papel.Existimos por acaso entre as percentagens, temporariamente. E esta é a melhor e a pior parte, o fator temporal. E não há nada que se possa fazer sobre isso. Você pode sentar no topo de uma montanha e meditar por décadas e nada vai mudar. Você pode mudar a si mesmo para ser aceitável, mas talvez isso também esteja errado. Talvez pensemos demais. Sinta mais, pense menos.

They arrived in 20 minutes with the cleavage but without the beer.

I am tired of waiting on life, it was so slow to arrive and so quick to leave.

amor es lo que pasa un año de cada diez

Poezia spune prea multe într-un timp prea scurt; proza spune prea puÅ£in ÅŸi dureaz? prea mult.

baby, air and light and time and space have nothing to do with it and don't create anything except maybe a longer life to find new excuses for.

La vida, tan fea como parece, quizá merezca vivirse tres o cuatro días más.

According to the latest scientific study it takes 325 years for the last brain cell to pop. Now I realize that most of the girls I met in bars and brought home with me were lying about their age.

it was one of those times where nothing was lost because nothing had ever been found

Entiéndeme. No soy como un mundo ordinario. Tengo mi locura, vivo en otra dimensión y no tengo tiempo para cosas sin alma

El mundo se ha llevado de mí muchas horas y años con sus tareas anodinas y rutinarias

El tiempo no transcurría en tanto la existencia se iba transformando en algo insoportable.

Secoli di poesia e siamo ancora al punto di partenza.

For a geophysicist, what's going on is stunning," my friend told me. "We used to believe these systems needed thousands of years to make these shifts. Instead it's happening so fast that it's terrifying. Conceivably, you could start seeing truly bad effects in a hundred years.

glottochronology

There's time enough, but none to spare.

You want to find your self in the flow of time, miraculously relieved of your irrelevance . . . I saw the pursuit of historical beauty, the yearning for those higher essences other people had staked their lives on, as the hope for some kind of voice, a chance to join the chorus. I was mad for relevance, connection, some hint that I was not alone. I started scribbling in notebooks in part just so I'd have an excuse, a reason for sitting where I sat, an alibi for being by myself.

Everything died off and disappeared in that silent way only an eon can absorb and keep secret.

Folks double my age and older often run down a conversation tracking a vanishing world that will, with the passing of their memory, vanish entirely.

How fleeting are the wishes and efforts of man! How short his time! Consequently how poor will his products be, compared with those accumulated by nature during whole geological periods. Can we wonder, then, that nature's productions should be far "truer" in character than man's productions; that they should be infinitely better adapted to the most complex conditions of life, and should plainly bear the stamp of far higher workmanship?

Therefore a man should examine for himself the great piles of superimposed strata, and watch the rivulets bringing down mud, and the waves wearing away the sea-cliffs, in order to comprehend something about the duration of past time, the monuments of which we see all around us.

Judging from the past, we may safely infer that not one living species will transmit its unaltered likeness to a distant futurity.

Il me serait difficile de rappeler au lecteur qui n'est pas familier avec la géologie les faits au moyen desquels on arrive à se faire une vague et faible idée de l'immensité de la durée des âges écoulés.