Quotes About Time

through all the monotony and the splendor of life.

Seeking perfection, Ross . . . in life it's dangerous, for it makes the less than perfect seem less than enough. Time is not indefinite.

He tried to remember her as a thin little urchin trailing across the fields with Garrick behind her. But that was no use at all. The urchin was gone forever. It was not beauty she had grown overnight but the appeal of youth, which was beauty in its own right.

Give me some surety if you want to continue. It is not late yet." Ross offered his gold watch, which had belonged to his father and which he seldom wore.

to hold and possess the whole fullness of life in one moment, there and then, past and present and to come.

The trouble with music was that in some way it was too nostalgic...every tune seemed to exist with its notes firmly rooted in an event or an emotion or a period of time.

Wishing is like water caught in a dam. You let a little trickle of it escape and you don't think it's much, but in no time the trickle has worn a channel and the edges fall in and the water's doubled and then you get a flood carrying everything away.

With age one never looked far ahead. The marathon horizons of youth narrowed and shortened into hurdles of age.

L'autunno indugiava come invaghito della propria perfezione.

Si poteva sprecare l'intera giovinezza delineando differenze di nessun conto tra un obbligo morale e un altro.

He was not discontented, but he was too restless, too preoccupied. Each day led so relentlessly to the next, linked by cause and effect, anticipation and result, preparation and achievement.

Life is too short to allow little things to fret.

Youth was so mercilessly hard in its decisions; it had its own unyielding standards and had not yet learned enough to know that time would prove them arbitrary.

Erano stati insieme, la bambina e l'orologio, la ragazza e l'orologio, la donna e l'orologio, attraverso malattie, incubi, fiabe e sogni a occhi aperti, attraverso la monotonia e la meraviglia della vita.

Invece adesso quella stanza, che l'aveva vista diventare adulta, l'avrebbe anche vista avvizzire e sbiadire.

Someone—a Latin poet—had defined eternity as no more than this: to hold and possess the whole fullness of life in one moment, there and then, past and present and to come.

That reminds me of when you used to call and see us before Christmas, the year before last. Somehow–somehow life was all dark and secret and beautiful then.

Qualcuno - un poeta latino - aveva scritto che l'eternità consisteva nel trattenere e possedere la pienezza della vita in un unico istante, nel qui e nell'ora, il passato, il presente e il futuro

Ross?» «Sì, fiorellino?» «Ancora fiorellino» disse lei. «Stasera sono stata un bocciolo e un fiorellino. Spero che tra qualche anno non comincino a chiamarmi baccello.» Lui rise a bassa voce ma a lungo.

Sawle-with-Grambler; but Sawle Church would hardly have been big enough, Truro was more central for most of the guests, and November with its heavy rains was not a time for country travel. It was a big wedding after all.

It is a mistake to try to look too far ahead. The chain of destiny can only be grasped one link at a time.

To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.

No hour of life is wasted that is spent in the saddle.

Of this I am certain, that if we open a quarrel between the past and the present, we shall find that we have lost the future.