Quotes About Time

A year may be easy, but its days are hard indeed.

All things, when measured in spans of years, seem simple. But human lives do not occur in years but slowly, day by day. A year may be easy, but its days are hard indeed.

We should remember this. Often it may seem that time has taken us very far from our origin. But if we take only a few more steps, we will round the corner and see a familiar place. And sometimes it may seem that in all our traveling we have returned to the place where we began. But although the view may be similar, it will never be identical; we should remember that there is no return.

Often it may seem that time has taken us very far from our origin. But if we take only a few more steps, we will round the corner and see a familiar place. And sometimes it may seem that in all our traveling we have returned to the place where we began. But although the view may be similar, it will never be identical; we should remember that there is no return.

Not the past, not the lines of pain inscribed on the human body, not a thing will ever disappear.

I was four years old when my mother died. It's young enough that I might never think of her. Old enough that the knowledge would always be with me. And I don't. And it is.

For a man like Bar-Avo, everything is a constant present.

We travel from birth to death, from past to future, and each second which ticks by is gone forever.

Meetings were for wasting time, created by and for high-tone people to justify their existence.

At this particular time, cemeteries are not accepting Japanese bodies.

If he could sleep, she thought, sleep through the unhappy months, the heart's hunger, the months of death and cold and not having what you most want, and wake with time gone past and blurred and a new year coming. But perhaps it is too early in the year, she thought after that, and besides, he is not a bear.

life is too short not living every second of it

What is wrong with life is human memory, she thought. What is the point of life and history--all that human beings sacrifice and endure, overcome and rejoice over--if we do not remember? What point are the centuries, years, months, hours, minutes, if they slip through our fingers, if we learn nothing?

you will never catch up. Walk around feeling like a leaf know you could tumble at any second. Then decide what to do with your time. --The Art of Disappearing

Today you will say things you can predict and other things you could never imagine this minute. Don't reject them, let them come through when they're ready, don't think you can plan it al out. This day will never, no matter how long you live, happen again. It is exquisitely singular. It will never again be exactly repeated.

Space I can recover. Time, never.

Since sixt week j learn the Englich and j do not any progress. Six week do fourty and two day. If might have learn fivity word four day I could konow it two thusands and two hundred.

Occupation is the scythe of time.

Our hour is marked, and no one can claim a moment of life beyond what fate has predestined.

Posterity alone rightly judges kings. Posterity alone has the right to accord or withhold honors.

Go, sir, gallop, and don't forget that the world was made in six days. You can ask me for anything you like, except time.

Whatever shall we do in that remote spot? Well, we will write our memoirs. Work is the scythe of time.

There is one kind of robber whom the law does not strike at, and who steals what is most precious to men: time.

Hay ladrones a los que no se castiga, pero que roban lo más preciado: el tiempo.