Quotes About Time

He who delays the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out.

The foundation of our faith is the belief that God created the Universe from nothing; that time did not exist previously, but was created.

Love at first sight was a common romantic theme, but he could not recall reading about love at the umpteenth thousandth meeting

Tener hambre y no poder comer es morir un poco cada minuto, cada segundo.

The honey from the flowers of the senses, Ever present within, ruler of time, Goes beyond fear. For this Self is Supreme

Only the most ignorant still believe, like Saint Augustine, that time is a river. We others know it is a delta: that it branches out and seeks new routes, that it rejoins itself only to seek a thousand new courses. Some may be waterfalls, some no more than little stagnant pools passed by the tide, forever still... This is one of those times. A pool. I sink down in it. I want to stay forever in this water.

Da qualche parte Didi si putrefaceva e moriva in eterno. Giorno dopo giorno. Mese dopo mese. Anno dopo anno.

He used to say the uglier things are the longer they live, and the ugliest things live forever.

I lived through all these times, these great events, without caring very much, concerned with my own aging rather than the world's. Most of us do likewise. History is the heavy traffic that prevents us from crossing the road. We're not especially interested in what it consists of. We wait, more or less patiently, for it to pause, so that we can get to the liquor store or the laundromat or the burger bar

The past is a dark house, and we have only torches with dying batteries. It's probably best not to spend too much time in there in case the rotten floor gives way beneath our feet.

Sprawled, bloody, holding the pistol, he looked like a police photograph of a suicide. Dart went back to his chair and picked up the Smith and Wesson. Five minutes passed like a year.

If you have one foot in the past and one foot in the future, you're pissing on the present.

Old age lives minutes slowly, hours quickly; childhood chews hours and swallows minutes.

Art is nature speeded up and God slowed down.

We always keep God waiting while we admit more importunate suitors.

The ears are the last feature to age.

There is never enough time, unless you're serving it.

There is never enough time unless you are serving it.

All around these streets , the dead and forgotten - mostly travellers born three thousand miles away, and four hundred years once dreamed and schemed, full of sound and fury. They were real and vital, as yet undimmed by posterity, and lived and loved with every imaginable kind of human feeling until at last they returned to dust.

Only by taking the strange on its own terms can we understand ourselves in time. This is the purpose of history, which my doctoral supervisor was taught then passed on to me. It remains the name of the game.

To be someone's best friend requires a minimum investment of time. More than that, though, it takes emotional energy. Caring about someone deeply is exhausting.

Life is a present but you must open it.

I have resisted temptation for two and a half minutes at least: my redemption is sure.

The Ohlones seem to have lived at a time and in a spiritual place before the imagination was cast away and isolated from 'mainstream' consciousness. Since dreams were real, when an animal-god appeared in the hollows of the dream mind, it was not mere illusion: it was divine revelation.