Quotes About Time

But dying was no drama. Dying was cold and hard and painful, and dull. It went on too long. I was exhausted and growing bored with it. Now I had too much time to think about whether I was going to die from the tide

His parting would have been solemn but we were too busy to think much of it. We were weaving fourteen hours a day then, with hardly a moment for meals, and I was dizzy with the pattern of the tapestry in front of me even when I wasn't weaving. I fell into bed each night and slept without moving until Madeleine woke me in the morning. There was little time left to think about a man's departure. The night before Nicolas went the

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She felt the strangeness of recognizing a place and yet not knowing it, of having a similar tone as if nothing had changed, yet everything had changed and aged, including Violet herself.

Mientras contemplábamos el fósil, sentí por un momento que su espiral me absorbía y me hacía retroceder cada vez más lejos en el tiempo hasta que el pasado se perdía en su centro.

Love has its own time, its own season, and its own reasons from coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you

Man takes up the sword in order to shield the small wound in his heart sustained in a far-off time beyond remembrance. Man wields the sword so that he may die smiling in some far-off time beyond perception.

Even these thoughts will slip my mind in time. And then..... ...only... ...the beat of my heart still remains.

You can't erase your past. And as long as you have a past, you're just like everyone else. You have to learn to live with that. It matters...eventually the choices you make today will be part of that past. So think about it, and decide how you want to live.

Though the urge to hurry was beginning to beat through my brain, I knew that was the one thing I couldn't do. Not of I wanted to save lives.

The childhood years are the best years of your life… Whoever coined that was an unmitigated fuckwit, a bullshit artist supreme. Life gets better the older you grow, until you grow too old of course.

Between waking and being awake there is a moment full of doubt and dream, when you struggle to remember what the place and when the time and whether you really are. A peevish moment of wonderment as to where the real world lies.

Time's fun when you're having flies.

What is 45 minutes to an old goat like you?" - Vanda "I believe it is still 45 minutes." - Connor

I think it's because it's startling every time - every single time - that such beauty and such loss coincide in every life, in every soul, in every memory.

Become who you want to be while you can enjoy it. Don't put off doing the work of becoming who you want to be. Waiting will not make it easier, and time is short.

Life is a million choices, and every choice is a choice not to do something else, and so regrets accrue with life.

One only has a few fragrant nights of spring. Store your memories for when you are old. You will enjoy them again under such a moon as this.

I hate clocks. They tick. Other things make noises in their time and need, but clocks mechanically beat the seconds to death.

Love goes through all times

The first pair Opal and Amber are, Agate sings in B flat, the wolf avatar, A duet-solutio! - with Aquamarine. Mighty Emerald next, with the lovely Citrine. Number Eight is digestio, her stand is Jade fine. E major's the key of the Black Tourmaline, Sapphire sings in F major, and bright is her sheen. Then almost at once comes Diamond alone, Whose sign of the lion as Leo is known. Projectio! Time flows on, both present and past. Ruby red is the first and is also the last.

Time ain't nothing, but time. It's a verse with no rhyme, And it all come down to you. «El tiempo solo es tiempo. Es un verso sin rima, y todo depende de ti.»

Cruza las fronteras del tiempo y encuentra el verdadero amor" "Me llamo Gwen y soy la última viajera en el tiempo. Así empieza la aventura de mi vida

I still have a headache," said Charlotte, without looking up from the floor. "There, you see?" Aunt Glenda gave a venomous smile. "I have a headache too," said Mum. "But that doesn't mean I'm about to start traveling in time.