Quotes About Time

Prophets are not honored in their own land or in their own time either. The future bears them out—or it does not.

As soon as you cross your property line, you might as well write off the possibility of getting anything else done that day.

WILL'S RULES FOR LIVING #5: HEALING TAKES MUCH LONGER THAN YOU THINK. THE BIGGEST SCARS YOU CARRY AREN'T THE ONES YOU CAN SEE.

Storytellers don't run out of stories, they just run out of time.

Diane, I've never asked you this before, and as a general rule I try never to mix my private and public life, but I would consider a great honor if you would consider having dinner with me. If this in any way crosses over a line that we have long ago set for our relationship, I will understand. If not, how does eight o'clock sound?

WILL'S RULES FOR LIVING #9: TAKE CARE OF THE MINUTES, AND THE HOURS WILL TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES.

Life is what it is, a gift that is given to us for a time—like a library book—that must eventually be returned. How should we treat this book? If we are able to remember that it is not ours to begin with—one that we're entrusted with, to care for, to study and learn from—perhaps it would change the way we treat it while it's in our possession.

Moving forward in time, it is important that we learn to distinguish between mysteries and secrets. Mysteries precede humankind, envelop us and draw us forward into exploration and wonder. Secrets are the work of humankind, a covert and often insidious way to gather, withhold or impose power. Do not confuse the pursuit of one with the manipulation of the other.

As I look at the world today, I am aware of how minuscule one person may seem to the systemic actions in front of our eyes yet, oddly, I ask you to laugh at such shrinking of our potential. For the Divine does not make mistakes and nearly every sacred tradition says we who exist were imagined since the beginning of time.

When I ask these people questions that let them open their minds and express their intelligence, I witness a peculiar phenomenon: These hurried professionals, whose most valuable resource is time, hunger to spend more of that time with me.

First we are children to our parents, then parents to our children, then parents to our parents, then children to our children." —MILTON GREENBLATT, M.D.

The quickest way to make a lasting negative impression is to waste someone's time:

and there was nothing to do except to wait and to hurt.

If we can by any method establish a relation of mutual trust between the laborer and the employer, we shall lay the foundation stone of a structure that will endure for all time.

Do you think you are going to live forever? Is life so long you rather rag somebody than be nice to them?

Justice can sleep for years and awaken when it is least expected. A miracle is nothing more than dormant justice from another time arriving to compensate those it has cruelly abandoned. Whoever knows this is willing to suffer, for he knows that nothing is in vain.

We often blame things that happen to us on Satan, but we must remember that Satan can only be one place at a time

the past is only the future with the lights on.

It takes two years for the salt to reach the center of a wheel of Parmigiano-Reggiano cheese.

With its architectural grandeur, Senator Gore said, our capital would someday "make wonderful ruins.

Abu-Jamal, serving a life-sentence now in the Pennsylvania prison, after over 29 years on death row, observes this about prison time: "Once loving relationships wither into yesterday's dust. Relatives die, their loss mourned in silent loneliness. Times, temperaments, mores change, and the caged move to outdated rhythms.

Yet there is a still more crucial transformation of time: it becomes an agent that does things to the one passing through it. Many a prisoner will give voice to this idea by saying, "You don't do time; time does you.

Time's agency becomes most vicious when it is routinized for the practical effect of control. The routinizaton of time is a transformation cultivated by prison authorities and designed to make every day like every other. In this experience, paradoxically, time acts even to deaden one's sense of time. All the more true is this among the 80,000, likely more,[52] who are serving time in solitary confinement. Lisa

Time in prison—not just in solitary—becomes "a thick dull mallet that pounds consciousness into a coma.