Quotes About Time

Farther up, in the recess formed by the palace wing, was a clock. And behind that clock, the cell of the Prisoner of Zenda. No stroller in the Carrousel gardens ventured down that alley. We spent entire afternoons playing amid the broken birdbaths and statues, the stones and dead leaves. The hands of the clock never moved. They forever struck five-thirty. Those immobile hands enveloped us in a deep, soothing silence. We only had to stay in the alley and nothing would ever change.

Patrick Modiano

He was haunted by what he called "fixed points." In this uninterrupted stream of women, men, children, and dogs that pass by and end up lost from sight among the streets, it would be nice to hold on to a face once in a while.

As the years go by, many people and many things end up seeming so humorous and so pathetic that all you can do is try to look at them through the eyes of a child.

Tenía usted razón cuando me decía que en la vida, lo que cuenta no es el porvenir, sino el pasado.

Peut-être l'un de ces dimanches doux et ensoleillés d'hiver où vous éprouvez un sentiment de vacance et d'éternité – le sentiment illusoire que le cours du temps est suspendu, et qu'il suffit de se laisser glisser par cette brèche pour échapper à l'étau qui va se refermer sur vous.

Des photos comme il en existe dans toutes les familles. Le temps de la photo, ils étaient protégés quelques secondes et ces secondes sont devenues une éternité.

Ces après-midi d'été où vous ne savez plus très bien en quelle année vous êtes.

trong cu?c ??i, không ph?i t??ng lai mà quá kh? m?i ?áng k?

Patrick Modiano

Tudo o que vivemos no dia a dia é marcado pelas incertezas do presente.

Và chúng tôi ch?ng h? x?ng ???c nh? v?y, tr? m?i cái s? x?ng ?áng mà tu?i tr? ban phát cho b?t kì ai trong m?t quãng th?i gian r?t ng?n, nh? m?t l?i th? m? h? ch?ng gi? ???c bao gi?

molto tempo dopo, qualcuno mi ha assicurato che l'unica cosa impossibile da ricordare è il timbro delle voci. Eppure, ancora oggi, durante le mie notti insonni, sento spesso la voce dall'accento parigino - quello delle strade in salita- dirmi:"Allora, la sta trovando la sua felicità?". Una frase che conserva ancora oggi tutta la sua gentilezza e il suo mistero.

He had us sit on a bench, then he posed us in front of a wall shaded by a row of trees, on Avenue Denfert-Rochereau. I've kept one of those shots. My girlfriend and I are sitting on the bench. To me it's as if they were other people, not us, because of the years that have passed, or maybe because of what Jansen saw through his lens, which we wouldn't have seen in a mirror at the time: two anonymous teenagers lost in Paris.

Don't think you haven't lived long enough to have a story to tell.

But,' he thinks, 'it's possible to die before you die.

You think I tell you stories to teach you lessons ? the monster said. You think I have coming walking out of time and earth itself to teach you a lesson in niceness ?

I was only following orders," the Mayor mocks. "The refuge of scoundrels since the dawn of time.

As incredible as it seemed, time kept moving forward for the rest of the world. The rest of the world that wasn't waiting.

Time goes on, even when yer not looking.

He knew it would come, and soon, maybe even this 12:07. The moment she would slip from his grasp, no matter how tightly he held on.

As to how you'll help me," he says. "Well, we have met the Answer, have we not?" He turns back to look at us, his eyes glinting. "It's time for them to meet the Ask.

It's too early for you to have grown up this much.' 'Yeah, well, sometimes you don't have a choice.

He'd known Lily forever. Or for as long as he could remember, which was basically the same thing.