Quotes About Time

un acto es menos que todas las horas de un hombre.

Y no comprendo cómo el tiempo pasa Yo, que soy tiempo y sangre y agonía.

I would say, however, that romantic sentiment is a keen and pathetic sense of time, a few hours of amorous delight, the idea that everything passes away; a deeper sentiment for autumn, for twilight, for the passing nature of our own lives.

No one can read two thousand books. In the four hundred years I have lived, I've not read more than half a dozen

I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.

Differing from Newton and Schopenhauer, your ancestor did not think of time as absolute and uniform. He believed it an infinite series of times, in a dizzily growing, ever spreading network of diverging, converging and parallel times.

Si para todo hay término y hay tasa y última vez y nunca más y olvido ¿quién nos dirá de quién en esta casa, sin saberlo, nos hemos despedido?

tal vez todos sabemos profundamente que somos inmortales y que tarde o temprano, todo hombre hará todas las cosas y sabrá todo.

Sólo perduran en el tiempo las cosas Que no fueron del tiempo.

Depois refleti que todas as coisas nos acontecem precisamente, precisamente agora. Séculos de séculos e apenas no presente ocorrem os fatos; inumeráveis homens no ar, na terra e mar, e tudo o que realmente sucede, sucede a mim...

We (the indivisible divinity that works in us) have dreamed the world. We have dreamed it resistant, mysterious, visible, ubiquitous in space and firm in time, but we have allowed slight, and eternal, bits of the irrational to form part of its architecture so as to know that it is false.

Aquí nos encontramos al fin y lo que antes ocurrió no tiene sentido.

What eternity is to time, the Aleph is to space.

Un hombre se confunde, gradualmente, con la firma de su destino; un hombre es, a la larga, sus circunstancias.

O Time thy pyramids.

El tiempo está viviéndome. (Jactancia de quietud - Luna de enfrente)

Yo querría que este momento durara siempre -murmuré. -Siempre es una palabra que no está permitida a los hombres -afirmó Ulrica (…)

Money is abstract, I said over and over, money is future time. It can be an evening just outside the city, or a Brahms melody, or maps, or chess, or coffee….

En av lärorna på Tlön går så långt att den förnekar tiden: den tänker sig att nuet är oändligt, att framtiden inte är verklig annat än som en förväntan i nuet, att det förflutna inte är verkligt annat än som ett minne i nuet.

Russel /.../ antar att planeten har blivit skapad för några minuter sedan, >utrustad< med en mänsklighet som >minns< ett illusoriskt förflutet.

La cosa certa è che viviamo rimandando tutto ciò che può essere rimandato; forse tutti sappiamo che siamo immortali e che prima o poi, ogni uomo farà ogni cosa e saprà tutto

I reread these negative remarks and realize that I do not know whether music can despair of music or marble of marble. I do know that literature is an art that can foresee the time when it will be silenced, an art that can become inflamed with its own virtue, fall in love with its own decline, and court its own demise.

Being with you, and not being with you, is the only way I have to measure time.

Vivimos descubriendo y olvidando esa dulce costumbre de la noche. Hay que mirarla bien. Puede ser última. (Our life is spent discovering and forgetting that gentle habit of the night. Take a good look. It could be the last.)