Quotes About Time

Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age.

In the long, sleepless watches of the night.

It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old.

Learn to labour and to wait.

Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. In is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and a manly heart.

Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future, without fear.

To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.

Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead.

Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.

We steal if we touch tomorrow. It is God's.

We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.

I used to think the Lord's Prayer was a short prayer; but as I live longer, and see more of life, I begin to believe there is no such thing as getting through it. If a man, in praying that prayer, were to be stopped by every word until he had thoroughly prayed it, it would take him a lifetime.

Repentance may begin instantly, but reformation often requires a sphere of years.

Whatv is thisnlife, if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?

Youth is the one worthwhile treasure in this world, no matter how miserable the rest of life might be.

The world has robbed me of my love, time has dried up hatred, and as the living individual must feel something, I live upon what remains to me. I must also say that he who feels and lives thus does not get a surfeit of happiness.

Thoughts like mine are not reckoned among the delights of life. It is like the dog trying to catch his tail; he does not catch anything. I do not prove anything, only tire myself; but have the satisfaction that another day has passed, or another night gone by. I

It seemed to him that there was nothing real in that religion, but that reality in presence of it was so paltry that it deserved not the time for thought.

I think that when you remember, remember, remember everything like that, you could go on until you remember what was there before you were in the world.

Then he thought himself unhappy, but happiness was all in the future; now he felt that the best happiness was already in the past.

How strange it was to think that he, who such a short time ago dared not believe in the happiness of her loving him, now felt unhappy because she loved him too much!

Loving the same man or woman all your life, why, that's like supposing the same candle could last you all your life

He was always in a hurry to get where he was not.

But live while you live, tomorrow you die...