Quotes About Time

Zaman, bilindiÄŸi üzere, bazen kuÅŸ gibi gider, bazen sümüklü böcek gibi ilerler; ama insan?n en çok hoÅŸland??? onun çabuk mu yavaÅŸ m? geçtiÄŸini farketmemesidir.

Cuando el jardín de la memoria comienza a secarse -le había dicho Celâl una de aquellas noches-, uno tiembla con amor por los últimos árboles y rosales que le quedan. Los riego y los acaricio de la mañana a la noche para que no se sequen: ¡recuerdo, recuerdo que no quiero olvidar!

Eskileri bir bütün içinde sanmak eskiler kadar eski bir yan?lg?d?r!

el desinterés, el tiempo y los desastres naturales irán royendo lentamente nuestras pinturas hasta acabar con ellas.

Fue a lo largo de aquellos cuatro años cuando aprendí que la vida no es una espera sino algo que se puede disfrutar.

Todas las civilizaciones, como la gente que hay en los cementerios, son mortales. Y nosotros sabemos, como el hecho de que vamos a morir, que las civilizaciones que han llegado a su término no volverán nunca más.

There was still plenty of time to spare when Çetin Efendi dropped my parents and me at the revolving doors, which were shaded by a canopy in the form of a flying carpet.

Me parecía que aquel momento de observación se alargaba sin cesar y comprendí que ahora el hecho de ver se había transformado en un cierto recordar. Entonces se me vino a la cabeza lo que sentía antiguamente cuando contemplaba una hermosa ilustración durante horas: si la miras lo suficiente, tu mente entra en el tiempo de la pintura.

Pristojnost ?ovjeku samo oduzima vrijeme, ni?emu drugom ne koristi.

Before my birth there was infinite time, and after my death, inexhaustible time. I never thought of it before: I'd been living luminously between two eternities of darkness.

Ne tuhaf aÅŸk denen ÅŸey! Åžimdiyi hiç yaÅŸam?yorum sanki! Bir yandan b?k?p usanmadan gelecekte ne olaca??n? düÅŸünüyor, öte yandan da bütün hareketlerini ve sözlerini anlamland?rabilmek için olup bitenleri yeniden defalarca düÅŸünerek geçmiÅŸte ya??yorum.

Mnogo je toga u životu, vjerojatno je tako, ali ti, eto, ?ekaš. Ovako to meni izgleda: stvari koje bih želio da se dogode potrebno je dugo ?ekati, a kad se i dogode, ne dogode se onako kako sam ih ja zamišljao i o?ekivao; kao da su se sve urotile protiv mene: dolaze polako, polako, a dok se sna?eš i pogledaš, ve? su i prošle.

Then suddenly I'd hear a ship coming from the direction of Karaköy and Tophane blowing its whistle, and I would remember the noise of the city, and its crowds, and as I tried to conjure up the image of the ferries approaching the piers, I would reluctantly realize just how involved I'd become with the Keskin family, how much time I'd spent eating at this table: As these ships had gone by, blowing their whistles, I'd not even noticed how many months and years had passed us by.

Ninguém reconhece o momento mais feliz da sua vida no instante em que o vive.

Butuh waktu untuk memupuk kesabaran. Pria tidak sabaran sepertimu tidak jatuh cinta dengan seorang wanita, tetapi ingin menguasainya.

Bu bak?mdan, bu duvar saati zaman? hat?rlamaya, yani ÅŸeylerin deÄŸiÅŸtiÄŸini arada bir düÅŸünmeye deÄŸil, tam tersi, hiçbir ÅŸeyin deÄŸiÅŸmediÄŸini hissetmeye ve inanmaya yarard?.

Fransa'da en az?ndan elli y?l süren o çaÄŸ, bizde beÅŸ ay bile sürmedi.

YaÅŸlanmam??, ihtiyarlay?p çökmüÅŸ.

Bir sure sonra Suleyman da talepleri ile hakikat uzakliga alisti.

fact no one recognizes the happiest moment of their lives as they are living it. It may well be that, in a moment

Deschisesem discuÈ›ia deoarece È™tiam c? la È™aptezeci È™i trei de ani, când nu avea s? mai poat? tânji dup? alte vieÈ›i, Rüya avea, în sfârÈ™it, s? m? iubeasc?.

I tried desperately to remember her, only to realize that despite love, a face long not seen finally fades.

Mevlut used to toil on foot through mud and rain, up and down these very same streets, and now here they were slipping right through with ease. Life, too, slipped by in much the same way, speeding up as it ran along the tracks laid out by time and fortune.

In those moments, he would realize that this city where he'd spent forty years of his life, where he'd passed through thousands and thousands of doors, getting to know the insides of people's homes, was no less an ephemeral thing than the life he'd lived there and the memories he'd made.