Quotes About Time

Los huesos se sueldan. El arrepentimiento perdura para siempre.

sound of a man who is waiting to die.

according to the ledger, the time of the class was "now" and the location was "everywhere.

that concerns itself overmuch with the turning of the world?

I shaved once, or was it twice? Time enough for me to grow a bit of a beard." Wil rolled his eyes at this, running his hand over his own dark Cealdish beard. "Nothing like your marvelous facebear," I said. "Still, mine grew out at least two or three times.

A real story takes time to prepare

Many memories are simply painful, and there's no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door.

It is quiet, and when the belling tower strikes the late hour, it doesn't break the silence so much as it underpins it.

Does this seem to be a place that concerns itself overmuch with the turning of the world?

Songs choose their hour and their own season. When your tune's tin, there is a reason. The tone of a tune is your heart's mettle, and there's no clear water from a muddy well. All you can do is let the silt settle, or you'll sound sour as a broken bell." I

stiffen. Our eyes dim. Skin roughens and our beauty fades. The only exception is the voice. Properly cared for, a voice does nothing but grow sweeter with age and constant use. His was like a sweet honey wine. He finished his song to hearty applause, and after a moment the lights came back up and the room swelled with conversation.

Patrick Rothfuss

El sueño nos ofrece un refugio del mundo y de todo su dolor. El sueño marca el paso del tiempo y nos proporciona distancia de las cosas que nos han hecho daño.

IN THE FULLNESS OF TIME, and with considerable help from Deoch and Wilem, I became drunk. Thus it was that three students made their slightly erratic way back to the University. See them as they go, weaving only slightly. It is quiet, and when the belling tower strikes the late hour, it doesn't break the silence so much as it underpins

When you wait a few span or month to hear a finished song, the anticipation adds savor. But after a year excitement begins to sour. -Kvothe, The Name of the Wind, Ch. 12

Patrick Rothfuss

I am. We are. She is. He was. They will be.

felt every year twice tonight, some of them three times.

Certainly. For now. But you of all people should realise how thin the line is between the truth and a compelling lie. Between history and an entertaining story.' Chronicler gave his words a minute to sink in. 'You know which will win, given time.

What have I done? The adulation of my peers below has been a waste of hours. Could I recall the moments I have carelessly cast away, I could but hope to spend them in a wiser way, and warm myself in light that rivals light of day.

constantly before his eyes now was a river flowing from him; and it was as if he himself and his house and the wealth he had accumulated over many decades were flowing away like the river, while he was too old and too weak to oppose the powerful current.

Als Schubert so alt war wie ich, da war er schon drei Jahre tot.

Bir düÅŸünün hele, bundan yüz y?l önce olan ya da böyle bir buluÅŸ konusu olan bir ÅŸey, bugün art?k bir Allah'?n kulunu bile heyecanland?ramayacak kadar s?radan hale geliyor.

era una tortura, no se acababa nunca el tiempo en que el mundo real le abrasaba la piel.