Quotes About Time

Perhaps crossing the barriers of time has freed me.

Hardly anybody recognizes the most significant moments of their life at the time they happen.

I don't have to tell you that the one constant through all the years has been baseball. America has been erased like a blackboard, only to be rebuilt and then erased again. But baseball has marked time while America has rolled by like a procession of steamrollers.

You have to make time, even for something as universal as staring at the stars.

I think there's a kind of desperate hope built into poetry now that one really wants, hopelessly, to save the world. One is trying to say everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there's still time.

Going too fast for myself I missed more than I think I can remember almost everything it seems sometimes and yet there are chances that come back that I did not notice when they stood where I could have reached out and touched them

I have come back through the years to this stone hollow encrypted in its own stillness I hear it without listening

and I was looking up out of a time of late blessings

Place" On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree what for not for the fruit the tree that bears the fruit is not the one that was planted I want the tree that stands in the earth for the first time with the sun already going down and the water touching its roots in the earth full of the dead and the clouds passing one by one over its leaves

As those who are gone now keep wandering through our words sounds of paper following them at untold distances so I wake again in the old house where at times I have believed that I was waiting for myself and many years have gone taking with them the semblance of youth reason after reason ranges of blue hills who did I think was missing those days neither here nor there my own dog waiting to be known

A visitor to a garden sees the successes, usually. The gardener remembers mistakes and losses, some for a long time, and imagines the garden in a year, and in an unimaginable future.

Place" On the last day of the world I would want to plant a tree what for not the fruit the tree that bears the fruit is not the one that was planted I want the tree that stands in the earth for the first time with the sun already going down and the water touching its roots in the earth full of the dead and the clouds passing one by one over its leaves

How It Happens" The sky said I am watching to see what you can make out of nothing I was looking up and I said I thought you were supposed to be doing that the sky said Many are clinging to that I am giving you a chance I was looking up and I said I am the only chance I have then the sky did not answer and here we are with our names for the days the vast days that do not listen to us

but happiness has a shape made of air / it was never owned by anyone / it comes when it will in its own time — W.S. Merwin, from "December Morning," Garden Time (Copper Canyon Press, 2016)

for a time beyond measure there were no rooms and now many have forgotten the sky

How long ago the day is when at last I look at it with the time it has taken to be there still in it

your note is the time of your radiance arriving once just as the sun does

now there is only the river that was always on its own way

Waking Hanging upward into the rushing summer Calling -- Everything is The answer Too fast --

A long time ago the lightening was practicing Something I thought was easy

The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.

we travel far and fast and as we pass through we forget where we have been

Tell me what you see vanishing and I will tell you who you are

As you get older, every chance to win a championship is more crucial, because you are going to have less and less of them.