Quotes About Time

Time is required to produce that union of minds which alone can produce all the good we aim at. Our patience will achieve more than our force.

all virtues are not equally becoming to all men and at all times.

Man is a most unwise, and a most wise, being. The individual is foolish. The multitude, for the moment, is foolish, when they act without deliberation; but the species is wise, and when time is given to it, as a species it almost always acts right.

There's something romantic about me,' he added reflectively. 'I'm an adventurer manqué: born out of my time.

The child was born at a quarter to eight, emerging so easily that neither chloroform nor instruments were needed.

Time will have his little scar, But the wound won't last.

It is a sheer waste of time for these people Ã¢â'¬Â¦ to threaten me with defeat for the Presidency next year. Nothing would hire me even to accept the Presidency if I had to take it on terms which would mean a forfeiting of self-respect.

Somewhere between six one evening and eight-thirty next morning, beside his dressing and his dinner and his guests and his sleep, he had read a volume of three-hundred-and-odd pages, and

His louely words her seemd due recompence Of all her passed paines: one louing howre For many yeares of sorrow can dispence: A dram of sweete is worth a pound of sowre: Shee has forgott, how many, a woeful stowre For him she late endurd; she speakes no more Of past . . . Before her stands her knight, for whom she toyld so sore.

you always look your age, down to the last minute

I asked him what it was like to live in a monastery and meditate for a year. He said it was a waste of time, that he never meditated, and that the older monks were interested only in feeling up boys, playing cards, and telling fortunes, that they were a dirty, lazy, superstitious lot.

I could certainly subscribe to the notion that life ends in old age, sickness, and death—but later, later.

People say young love or love of the moment isn't real, but I think the only love is the first. Later we hear its fleeting recapitulations throughout our lives, brief echoes of the original theme in a work that increasingly becomes all development, the mechanical elaboration of a crab canon with too many parts.

At my age (seventy-eight), I realize that everyone, or almost everyone except Hitler, will be forgotten from this period; if a writer can shore up an eroding coastline for a decade or two, that's the only "immortality" we'll ever know on this dying planet.

I never go to weddings. Waste of time. Person can get married a dozen times. Lots of folks do. Family like ours, know everybody in the state of Texas and around outside, why, you could spend your life going to weddings. But a funeral, that's different. You only die once.

she sees her life pass before her in rapid succession, like clouds, different shapes and different colors, merging, passing into one another, the story of her life being pulled out of her, like the pages pulled from a book.

moonlight in Mayo" time.

divide things equally between both children? If anything should happen to her she is appealing to him to honor this final wish. It is the first letter she has written to her husband in over fifty years, an admission that makes her choke back a tear. Fifty years. The golden jubilee that neither remembered. Fields let for grazing. No more the proud neighing thoroughbreds in the fields, the thoroughbreds on which his hopes centered

My mother is dead, my mother is dead," she kept saying it in her numbed state, because it had not sunk in. It is outside of her, it is a figment, both because it is so sudden and because she cannot pinpoint the exact moment, it being such and such a time in one land and a different time on the clock of the other. It had happened in lost time. The three previous days are jumbled

Pero, en estos tiempos, es como si el mundo desapareciera cada día. De vez en cuando es un tiempo que no existe. Es inútil apostar por él. Durante más de dos años yo aposté, con cuerpo de perdida y dignidad de caballero, por un tiempo inexistente. No me quejo. No me arrepiento. Puse algo de dinero. Un gramo de locura. Un montón de afecto. Quizás amor. - Nazdrave! Afortunadamente, el amor ya no es lo que era.

All of my plays are about people missing the boat, closing down too young, coming to the end of their lives with regret at things not done, as opposed to things done. I find most people spend too much time living as if they're never going to die.

People like theater that is safe, generally speaking — things that are easy, that are not too deeply troubling. In other words, people want to go to the theater and waste their time.

Once you've been taken, you usually have twenty-four hours left to live.

The most encompassing view of interest is contained in the notion of interest as the 'time value of money' or, simply, as the price of time.