Quotes About Time

Life is too valuable to be wasted and it lasts too short

We will survive this, my sons. We will survive until you are men, and when Eeluk is old, he will wonder if it is you coming for him every time he hears hooves in the darkness.

It's too late for remorse, but the old ones always regret for something

Time and age extinguish, even, the greatest flame

They had been married for almost forty years and grown old together in what he called the 'gentle harness'. It was a phrase he had used many times to amuse her, one of many he would utter just to see her smile. The humour may have been lost over the years, but the memory of it and the affection remained.

Your life is just a bird's flight through a lit room. You pass from infinite darkness into endless night, with only a short time in between.

El día de mañana nos espera detrás de esa puerta. Está ahí agazapado, un oceano de palabras e incertidumbres. Pero todavía no ha llegado hasta aquí y nosotros sí.

Over a seven year span, only 10% of college slaying remained in place.

It's going to be like this from now on...The longer we live, the more of our friends we'll lose.

And kissed her for a hundred and sixty-nine years.

A Grand Design we couldn't see because we were part of it. A Grand Design we only got occasional, fleeting glimpses of. A Grand Design involving the entire course of history and all of time and space that, for some unfathomable reason, chose to work out its designs with cats and croquet mallets and penwipers, to say nothing of the dog. And a hideous piece of Victorian artwork. And us.

Time is a dream ... a destroying dream; it lays great cities in dust, it fills the seas; it covers the face of beauty, and tumbles walls.

Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!--but time goes on, and will, unheeding, though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn, and the wild days set true hearts bleeding.

Ghostly above us in lamplight the towers gleam ... and after a while they will fall to dust and rain; or else we will tear them down with impatient hands; and hew rock out of the earth, and build them again.

My heart has become as hard as a city street, the horses trample upon it, it sings like iron, all day long and all night long they beat, they ring like the hooves of time.

The days, the nights, flow one by one above us. The hours go silently over our lifted faces. We are like dreamers who walk beneath a sea. Beneath high walls we flow in the sun together. We sleep, we wake, we laugh, we pursue, we flee.

All lovely things will have an ending,All lovely things will fade and die,And youth, that's now so bravely spending,Will beg a penny by and by.

Before him, numberless lovers smiled and talked. And death was observed with sudden cries, And birth with laughter and pain. And the trees grew taller and blacker against the skies And night came down again.

The moon rose, and the moon set; And the stars rushed up and whirled and set; And again they swarmed, after a shaft of sunlight; And the dark blue dusk closed above him, like an ocean of regret.

I never thought I would live long enough to see the legal profession change to the extent it has.

I always said I'm just an instrument; I'm transparent, like a medium, the language passes through me. Which is a bit like saying I'm a recording device, I start and I go. I had a real connection to ongoing, language production in real time.

Where have you gone, O noble lords of the plain? Time has erased your footprints with the passing seasons' rain. Your voices have now been silenced to no longer echo in the hills. The battles are but memories when you watched your lifeblood spill. It is we who are the losers; it is we who bear the shame. O mighty Blackfoot warrior, only your legend remains the same. Constance O'Banyon

Child, the future is like looking in a mirror—we can see the here and now; we can see what's behind us; but we can't see what will be reflected in the mirror when we walk away. Tomorrow is going to be hard to get through, we know that—but trust that the future

When we are no longer children we are already dead.