Quotes About Time

Art is long, and the talk about it is even longer.

How beautiful the days, They come and go.

If you are losing your leisure, look out; you may be losing your soul.

The mere process of growing old together will make the slightest acquaintance seem a bosom friend.

There must be a tomorrow, because my life overflows today.

Everyone needs time to develop their dreams. An egg in the nest doesn't become a bird overnight.

Taxes for people with too much damned time on their hands.

Maybe in fairytales you're only as old as you feel, but here in L. A. you're every second as old as your pores.

In this town, a successful marriage is one that lasts longer than ice.

If you were to be lost in the river, Jonas, your memories would not be lost with you. Memories are forever.

For the first time, he heard something that he knew to be music. He heard people singing. Behind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps, it was only an echo.

It's not a comfortable thing, to be chosen so. I tried to avoid it for a long time, but God finds ways of dealing with draft dodgers.

We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it.

All the geniuses I ever met were so just part of the time. To qualify, you only have to be great once, you know. Once when it matters.

Growing up, I have discovered over time, is rather like housework: never finished.

But if it's God's will, anytime is the perfect time.

Chaque matin, je me dégage des bras enchanteurs de Morphée, pétrifiée à l'idée de ces heures interminables qui s'égrèneront lentement jusqu'à ce que je puisse me replonger dans l'oubli bienfaisant d'un nouveau sommeil.

We didn't lose the game; we just ran out of time.

Today's quote of the day from B, "I haven't got time for Demonic Presences; we've got packing to do".

Age is never so old as youth would measure it.

He lacked the wisdom, and the only way for him to get it was to buy it with his youth; and when wisdom was his, youth would have been spent buying it.

Nothing lasts forever But there is always something.

How absolute and omnipotent is the silence of the night! And yet the stillness seems almost audible. From all the measureless depths of air around us comes a half sound, a half whisper, as if we could hear the crumbling and falling away of the earth and all created things in the great miracle of nature?decay and reproduction?ever beginning, never ending?the gradual lapse and running of the sand in the great hour-glass of Time.

The every-day cares and duties which men call drudgery are the weights and counterpoises of the clock of Time, giving its pendulum a true vibration, and its hands a regular motion; and when they cease to hang upon the wheels, the pendulum no longer sways, the hands no longer move, the clock stands still.