Quotes About Time

Everyone hates knowing that tomorrow's Monday, but we live on thinking about how another fun Saturday will come around. It isn't always Monday!

I crossed the Agcawayan River and reached a position about three hundred yards from the appointed spot. It was only about four o'clock, so I still had plenty of time. I changed to a camouflage of fresh leaves.

And when I saw this small, dignified man emerge from the plane, bow, and then stand rigidly at attention for his ovation, I suddenly realized that he was something I had not seen—a man who was still living in 1944! Or at least only a few days out of it. A man who for the past thirty years must have been carrying around in his head the forgotten wartime propaganda of those times.

Photography is a system of saving memories. It's a time machine, in a way, to preserve the memory, preserve time.

We'll drive backwards in what will become your new car to the beach where we first slept side by side. The green waves will go back into the ocean, yellow and blue. You'll pull up my underwear. I'll button your shirt. We'll dress and dress and dress. Then we'll step into our footprints and erase our trail.

Even love matures. It's like a flower. Cherish it while it blooms.

I'll try to see you as just a friend, but it's gonna take a while. So please be patient, okay? Let me be in love with you for just a little longer.

Come back here the day before yesterday, you noodle-legged weasel!

The past, like a severed limb, tried to fix itself onto the body of the present.

Nothing ever happens here. But when it does, it happens at the speed of lightning. You can change the world in a day. It might take forty-two years for that day to come, but when it does…

This surely is the way to be, I thought to myself, that one should take hold of those one loves most and simply look into their eyes for a long time, or perhaps, for eternity.

My father is both dead and alive. I do not have a grammar for him. He is in the past, present and future. Even if I had held his hand, and felt it slacken, as he exhaled his last breath, I would still, I believe, every time I refer to him, pause to search for the right tense. I suspect many men who have buried their fathers feel the same. I am no different. I live, as we all live, in the aftermath.

The world had to be sliced into hours to fill; otherwise you could go mad with loneliness.

?i de-atunci e numai toamna. Mereu, necontenit.

ty var människas handstil förändras oavbrutet, en liten smula vart år, kanske omärkligt för henne själv, men lika oundvikligt och säkert som ansiktet, hållningen, rörelserna, själen.

Här stod tiden stilla. Det är med förändringarna man mäter tidens gång, jag har ingenting att mäta den med.

God put me on this Earth to accomplish a certain number of things. Right now I'm so far behind that I'll never die".

Never put off till tomorrow the book you can read today.

The time to read is any time: no apparatus, no appointment of time and place, is necessary. It is the only art which can be practised at any hour of the day or night, whenever the time and inclination comes, that is your time for reading; in joy or sorrow, health or illness.

No trouble ever got fixed late at night," he said. "Midnight is for regrets.

I would remain nearer you for what time there is." "Gone in one faerie sigh," she quoted. Leather-clad fingers brushed over her short hair, rested on her cheek. "I can hold my breath.

We're all dying, Cassel. It's just that some of us are dying faster than others.

We may not die from age, but we grow weary with it.

They were just buying time in scrapes and tatters.