Quotes About Time

Every moment is great, we were taught, every moment s unique.

I praise my destroyer, and will continue praising until hours run like mercury through my fingers, hope flares a final time in the last throes of innocence, and all the coins of sense are spent.

Try to remember that, by definition, an estimate is always wrong (two months equals two years in dog days), and that cost quickens with time. Expense is a river whose rapids never rest.

Maybe I had more wrinkles than I would if I hadn't spent so much of my life outdoors, but I didn't care. It was a privilege to grow old, and not everyone got to enjoy it. I was grateful for every minute I was given.

There are too many silly rules in our lives," she said, "and our lives are far too short to pay attention to them.

He spoke in incomplete sentences, as though he had so much he wanted to say that he needed to leave out some of the words to save time.

A legend can just as well be founded in the future as in the past. It's called a 'prophecy,' Urruah said. You may have heard of the concept.

Knowing is most of my job," the Transcendent Pig said. "But then there's a long tradition of oracular pigs. I should know: I started it." It paused. "That is, assuming you're into sequential time." "It works all right for me," Nita said, rather cautiously. "Well, preference is everything, as far as time's concerned; you can handle it however you like.

It begins to dawn on her that she is lackadaisical about other people. They are tremendously important to her for a time and then they are not. She begins to see her life in sections, as separate pockets of time and affiliation.

Time has passed. Things have happened. More time will pass. More things will happen. I have become myself again, but I am not the same. Perhaps that is a good thing... This is my life and I'm going to live it.

I am human. Like all humans, I do not remember my birth. By the time we wake up to ourselves, we are little children, and our advent is something that happened an eternity ago, at the beginning of time. We live like latecomers to the theater; we must catch up as best we can, divining the begging from the shape of later events. - Vida Winter

Without the past to cast its long shadow, might you see the future more clearly?

What better place to kill time than a library? And for me, what better way to get to know someone than through her choice and treatment of books?

For at eight o'clock the world came to an end. It was reading time. The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have always been my magic hours. Against the blue candlewick bedspread the white pages of my open book, illuminated by a circle of lamplight, were the gateway to another world.

Time was of the essence. For at eight o'clock the world came to an end. It was reading time. The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have always been my magic hours. Against the blue candlewick bedspread the white pages of my open book, illuminated by a circle of lamplight, were the gateway to another world.

My story - my own personal story - ended before my writing began. Storytelling has only ever been a way of filling in the time since everything finished.

pasaul? ir p?r?k daudz gr?matu, lai t?s izlas?tu vienas dz?ves laik?; kaut kur ir j?novelk sv?tra.

We live like latecomers at the theatre; we must catch up as best we can, dividing the beginning from the shape of later events.

The events of six months ago seemed very distant now, for on a summer day winter always seems like something you have dreamt or heard spoken of and not a thing you have lived.

We live like latecomers to the theater; we must catch up as best we can, divining the begging from the shape of later events.

Readers, continued Miss Winter, are fools. They believe all writing is autobiographical. And so it is, but not in the way they think. The writer's life needs time to rot away before it can be used to nourish a work of fiction. It must be allowed to decay. That's why I couldn't have journalists and biographers rummaging around in my past, retrieving bits and pieces of it, preserving it in their words. To write my books, I needed my past left in peace, for time to do its work.

Seventeen years being neither a very short nor a very long time, Phillip was remembered and misremembered in equal measure.

For at eight o'clock the world came to an end. It was reading time. The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have always been my magic hours.

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