Quotes About Time

Ah! let us love, my Love, for Time is heartless, Be happy while you may!

Shall not this bygone Eden that we knew In our Eternal Life have shape and hue? For where Time is not shall not all Time be? In that calm breast whereto our souls are cleaving Shall we not find our loved ones beyond grieving About the hearth-stone of Eternity?

O time, arrest your flight! and you, propitious hours, arrest your course! Let us savor the fleeting delights of our most beautiful days!

A man can never have too much Time to himself, nor too little to do. Had I a little son, I would christen him Nothing-To-Do; he should do nothing. Man, I verily believe, is out of his element as long as he is operative. I am altogether for the life contemplative.

Time partially reconciles us to anything. I gradually became content--doggedly contented, as wild animals in cages.

Big L is that nigga you expect to catch rep on any cassette deck, I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet.

Creative expression, whether that means writing, dancing, bird-watching, or cooking, can give a person almost everything that he or she has been searching for: enlivenment, peace, meaning, and the incalculable wealth of time spent quietly in beauty.

I am all the ages I've ever been.

The miracle of it is this: how little things from such a long time ago can still be remembered as if they had occurred only yesterday.

Haven't we all, as time continues, found that we must be kind to ourselves and listen to our thoughts, because fewer and fewer of those remain who know what is most real to us?

For each of us, he understood, is born into our own time and eventually the things we held as the center of our world, dearly, unforgivingly, must fade.

Anyway, I gave her the ring. We were serious at the time. Words were spoken, promises made, unborn children were imagined and named! We were twenty-two years old. We get engaged, everything is fine, and then—well, a decade goes by.

The point is, we're investing our labor on a product that is consumed immediately and brings in small change." "Big Shot!" their father said. "You rather spend your precious time jacking off? Then shoot your wad about your own business and not mine.

In my older age, I've learned to take things slower, because I used to be that total-fall-in-love-after-a-day guy.

Last we consider the time of their coming, the season of the year. It was no summer progress. A cold coming they had of it at this time of the year, just the worst time of the year to take a journey, and specially a long journey. The ways deep, the weather sharp, the days short, the sun farthest off, in solsitio brumali, 'the very dead of winter

You cannot separate the composition from the life of the moment. It is all one thing, to be decided in a split second while you're living through it.

The very beautiful rarely love at all; those precious images are placed above the reach of the passions: Time alone is permitted to efface them.

Life is a egg you have to be patient and carefull with it or it will brake

You're seventeen," Magnus said. "You can't have wasted a life you've barely lived.

You could give me the past," he said a little sadly. "But Alec is my future.

She looked up at him with a smile. The smile broke what was left of his resistance--shattered it. He had let the walls down when he'd thought she was gone, and there was no time to build them back up.

She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?

All I know is that I love you. And for the first time, that's good enough.

How long have you been drawing me?" He sighted. A moment later his hand came to rest in her hair. His fingers twined in the strands. "My whole life.