Quotes About Time

Man is mortal. This is his fate. Man pretends not to be mortal. That is his sin. Man is a creature of time and place, whose perspectives and insights are invariably conditioned by his immediate circumstances.

I could start a war in 30 seconds. But some countries spend 100 years trying to find peace. Just like good manners, peace has to be learned.

The heart ages last.

It has taken about four billion years for living systems, mostly in the sea, to transform the lifeless ingredients of early Earth into the Eden that makes our lives possible, and less than a century for us to destabilize those rhythms.

I wonder why I don't go to bed and go to sleep. But then it would be tomorrow, so I decide that no matter how tired, no matter how incoherent I am, I can skip on hour more of sleep and live.

Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted.

I knew a time when Europe feasted well: bodies were munched in thousands, vintage blood so blithely flowed that even the dull mud grew greedy, and ate men; ... Long revel, but at last to loathing turned, and through after-dinner speeches yawned those who still waked to hear them. No one claps. Come, Time, 'tis time to bear away the scraps! - Opus 7

She had thrown away twenty years of her life like a handful of old rags, but the wind had blown them back again, and dressed her in the old uniform.

Was it for pleasure that you followed them Putting off your slippers at the door To dance barefoot and blood-foot in the snow? No. What then? What glamoured you? No glamour at all; Only that I remembered I was young And had to put myself into a song. How could time bear witness that I was tall, Silken, and made for love, if I did not so? I do not know. - Earl Cassilis's Lady

to fight against time, against forgetting, against death, to do justice to this absolute presence of the instant, to this eternity of the instant, which will have been forever

How old do you have to be to think: this is forever?

If I'm not for myself, who will be for me? And if not now, when? But if I'm only for myself, who am I?

Our bodies are the burial grounds of dead time.

Chasing the past, I stumbled into the future.

I think I have more patience now than I did in the past.

How sad was it that grief had a shelf life, he thought. It's only fresh and raw for so long before it begins to spoil. And soon enough, it would be replaced by a newer, brighter heartache - the old one discarded and eventually forgotten.

Don't you hate waking up after the day's already started?" Jake usually asks, like it's a race. As though by the time I roll out of bed I'm already lagging behind everyone else, as if I'll never be able to catch my stride.

A body forgets, but the heart remembers.

There is no day or night in a hospital, there is only now.

But there's no pause in real life. There's also no rewind. And there's definitely no delete. There's just now running on and on, and you can't ever stop it, no matter what you do.

Daddy always said that days had to be embraced, enjoyed, used. Otherwise, they would multiply into months and years that would mock you from afar –

Even the heart in time may grow cold.

In a minute there is time for decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

It is only in the world of objects that we have time and space and selves.