Quotes About Time

There is the sudden. There is the eventual. And in between, there is the living.

People say that time slips through our fingers like sand. What they don't acknowledge is that some of the sand sticks to the skin. These are memories that will remain, memories of the time when there was still time left.

With some people, the minute you start talking, it feels like you've known them for years. It only means that you were supposed to meet sooner. You're feeling all the time you should have known each other, but didn't. That time still counts. You can definitely feel it.

Once time is lit, it will burn whether or not you're breathing it in. Even after smoke becomes air, there is the memory of smoke. I am seeing as if by the light of a match, a glimpse of my life and having it feel right.

It is not desire. Instead it is something deeper. I don't want to be with him constantly and forever. I want to be with him for the moment, and I want the moments to go on forever.

I have already spent roughly five thousand hours asleep next to you. This has to mean something.

Yesterday is another world. I want to go back there.

In school, the year was the marker. Fifth grade. Senior year of high school. Sophomore year of college. Then after, the jobs were the marker. That office. This desk. But now that school is over and I've been working at the same place in the same office at the same desk for longer than I can truly believe, I realize: You have become the marker. This is your era. And it's only if it goes on and on that will have to look for other ways to identify the time.

I want to write my life. I want to be able to write my life. You are a second away from saying it. You have no idea how much I love you.

You don't realize - the great thing about change is how quickly we get used to it. So I'm not complaining. the more things change,the more they don't stay the same. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. They might not change everywhere all at once - but there are moments when the impossible becomes the inevitable, and the rest is just a matter of time.

All I get is tomorrow.

It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present.

tenet , n . At the end of the French movie, the lover sings, Love me less, but love me for a long time.

No, really,' I said. 'I think she's great. And I honestly like her about twenty more times now than I did when we were dating. But love needs to have a future. And Sofia and I don't have a future. We've just had a good time sharing the present, that's all.

You can't know what it is like for us now--you will always be one step behind. Be thankful for that. You can't know what it was like for us then--you will always be one step ahead. Be thankful for that, too.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn't have music, I don't think we could ever be truly happy, and if we didn't have special moments, we would never find music.

Ultimately, the universe doesn't care about us. Time doesn't care about us. That's why we have to care about each other.

Yes, time can be buoyed by wordlessness, but it needs to be anchored in words.

We stay this way until twilight colours the window and the hour calls me home

I wanted every word to last for hours, every gaze to last for days.

Years into days. Days into hours. Hours into minutes. Minutes into moments. Moments into possibility.

I've known this for a while, but you can know something for years without it really hitting you.

The most understandable thing in the world should be how minutes lead to hours, how hours lead to days, how days can make a year. And yet, this neat progression can still be surprising.

How do you commemorate a year? A paper anniversary, but we are the words written down, not the paper.