Quotes About Time

As we become the distant past, you become a future few of us would have imagined.

The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.

What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such a small measure of time contain such enormity?

Anticipation is no longer needed- because the moment is now.

It feels like I am wasting time. I mean, that's always the case. My life doesn't add up to anything.

Each of us has our own unit of measurement, our own relativity. Spaces between loves. Spaces between destinations. Spaces between deaths.

That lasting things do, in fact, last.

The past and future are what's complicated. It's the present that's simple.

I realize that two years is not a long time. I realize that even ten years is not a long time. But when it seems insurmountable, I need reminders like this that you can get used to it. That it can take on the comfort of the right choice. That lasting things do, in fact, last.

I had a sense then of how if we truly understood how many of the unimportant things we do will end up outliving us, we'd never be able to go on.

He never wears a watch (his own rebellion against time, against watching).

bolster , v . I am very careful whenever I know you're on the phone with your father. I know you'll come to me eventually, and we'll talk you through it. But I have to wait — you need your time. In the meantime, I'm careful what songs I play. I try to speak to you with my selections.

All couples get nostalgic about the start of their story.

I loved the notion that the night was mine to spend, and I immediately decided to spend it on you.

I mean, being with someone for over a year can mean that you love them… but it can also mean you're trapped.

And here we are, so different from who we were on September 10th. And also different from who we were on the 11th. And the 12th. And yesterday. Sometimes you see the before/after. And sometimes it's as soft as saying hello.

f you stare at the center of the universe, there is a coldness there. A blankness. Ultimately, the universe doesn't care about us. Time doesn't care about us. That's why we have to care about each other

My life changes all the time, but books don't change. My reading of them changes-- I can bring new things to them each time. But the words are familiar words. The world is a place you've been before, and it welcomes you back.

I could have been hanging out with my friends, but most of them were hanging out with their families or their Wiis. (Wiis? Wiii? What is the plural?)

What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such small measure of time contain such enormity? I suddenly realize why people believe in deja vu, why people believe they've lived past lives, because there is no way the years I've spent on this earth could possibly encapsulate what I'm feeling. The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations -- all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen.

Fuck, I loved her then. And 'then' is blurring into 'now'. I'm thinking 'why not?' I'm thinking 'we're still the same people.

We are the time. We are the breathing. We are the air.

Today was awkward, but I think that's because it feels like a very awkward time. It isn't about you, and it isn't about love. It's about everything crashing together at once.

All this history...,' Danny says, then trails off. Lost in it. Feeling it connect. Realizing the weight of the world comes largely from its past.