Quotes About Time

Was today the worst anniversary yet, or was it always this bad? It was probably always this bad. It was so easy to forget how bad things were. Like winter. Like the flu. Like childbirth.

the innate awkwardness of all long-distance phone calls. They were unnatural. You were on opposite sides of the world, at opposite ends of the day, so you couldn't quite synchronize your voices: one person too upbeat, the other too mellow.

The time will come, my darling, we'll get frail and sick and stubborn and your stomach will twist with love and terror each time we call, but plenty of time, don't get ahead of yourself, we're not there yet.

Some elderly people look like they've always been old, but Connie looked like a young person who had aged a great deal.

I don't want any more children," said Carmel. "I just want to go back in time to when everything was beginning. Pregnancies are the ultimate beginnings.

There was some sort of malfunction going on with how fast the earth was spinning. Decades went by as quick as years once did.

Grandchildren would be her second chance to get it right. Now she had the time and the eggs to spare, and she would be present with her grandchildren. When she looked at photos of her children when they were little, she sometimes thought, Did I notice how beautiful they were? Was I actually there? Did I just skim the surface of my entire damned life?)

Sometimes it felt like Zoe was just waiting out her life now, enduring it, ticking off events and days and months and years, as if she just had to get herself through something unspecified and then things would be better except she never got through it and it never got better and she would never forgive him.

I do not want to pass the time. I want to grab hold of it and leave my mark upon the world.

He moved as slowly as an hour-hand in a crowd of second-hands.

As a man passes into middle life, or beyond it, autumn, it has been said, whispers more to his soul than any other season of the natural year. It is not difficult to see why this should be.

A few years hence and he will be beneath the sod; but those cliffs will stand, as now, facing the ocean, incessantly lashed by its waves, yet unshaken, immovable; and other eyes will gaze on them for their brief day of life, and then they, too, will close.

My mother is an extraordinary anchor for me. In this fast-paced and hectic new world, so many people are liberating themselves from their families, putting their loved ones in old people's homes. This is tragic, to me. Parents and grandparents are a precious commodity. You must not waste them. Make sure your children have time with them. They, too, can gain strength from them.

The busier we are, the more important it is that we make sure there is special family time. It is not enough to think family time is important; it must be important. What we do is the visible expression of our real values.

Time is a rigid, bonelike structure, extending infinitely ahead and behind, fossilizing the future as well as the past.

The time-deaf are unable to speak what they know. For speech needs a sequence of words, spoken in time.

A good book changes for you every few years because you are in a different place in your own life. That's a sign of a good novel. Not only will two different readers get something different but so will a single reader at different points in his life.

In a world in which time is a circle, every handshake, every kiss, every birth, every word, will be repeated precisely.

Order is the law of nature, the universal trend, the cosmic direction. If time is an arrow, that arrow points toward order. The future is pattern, organization, union, intensification; the past, randomness, confusion, disintegration, dissipation.

We probably aint supposed to be together, but I wonder if my love of her could last forever.

Admired as a saint, defined by my rank. Combined with my strength, my time and my length.

She put her head back, then her eyes closed. We stuck in the moment, like the time froze. Then my girl called, back to reality. But I keep in a picture in my heart gallery.

The more time you spend contemplating what you should have done... you lose valuable time planning what you can and will do.

Dogs have their day but cats have 365.