Quotes About Time

I could make promises to myself and to other people and there would be all the time in the world to keep them. I could stay up all night and make mistakes, and none of it would count.

We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were. I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be; one of them, a seventeen-year old, presents little threat, although it would be of some interest to me to know again what it feels like to sit on a river levee drinking vodka-and-orange-juice and listening to Les Paul and Mary Ford and their echoes.

Some time later there was a song on all the jukeboxes on the Upper East Side that went but where is the school-girl who used to be me, and if it was late enough at night I used to wonder that.

for time past is not believed to have any bearing upon time preset or future, out in the golden land where every day the world is born anew

Was there time to go back? Could we have a different ending on Pacific time?

But time brings odd mutations, and there we were.

Marriage is memory, marriage is time

Marriage is not only time: it is also, paradoxically, the denial of time. For forty years I saw myself through John's eyes. I did not age. This year for the first time since I was twenty-nine I saw myself through the eyes of others. This year for the first time since I was twenty-nine I realized that my image of myself was of someone significantly younger.

What gives those December days a year ago their sharper focus is their ending

I would like you to believe that I kept working out of some real professionalism, to meet the deadline, but that would not be entirely true; I did have a deadline, but it was also a troubled time, and working did to the trouble what gin did to the pain.)

Trabajo cincuenta horas semanales y reconozco que a veces no tengo tiempo para «ser todo lo que puedo ser»

We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget.

All I mean is that I was very young in New York, and that at some point the golden rhythm was broken, and I am not that young any more.

History is context.

Everyone was younger then, and in the telling a certain glow suffuses those years.

I like every part of growing older except what happens to your feet. Written by Avis DeVoto to Julia Child in As Always, Julia

A story is already over before we hear it. That is how the teller knows what it means.

Slowed time is -- or should be -- a way of pointing to what's important.

This is fictional time, where events play out and possibilities are exhausted, so that meaning can emerge.

S]torytelling, in ancient and modern practice, is always a contemplation of the experience of time passing. A story depends on things not standing still, on the built-in condition of impermanence.

A story is entirely determined by what portion of time it chooses to narrate.

If anyone had unfinished business, he did. If anyone needed more time, he did. He was going to wander for years at the edge of my line of sight.

His best moment was when he walked up the majestic stairway to the second floor of the Met; he loved the glorious spaces of old exhibition halls. Not that they knew about old here, with buildings always being blasted and rebuilt higher. How did people in this city keep track of themselves, with so much coming at them at once?

It was one of the mysteries of modern life, what happened to old love.