Quotes About Time

Döden försvann efter hand tillsammans med tiden allt längre bort i fjärran, och minnet var det enda som blev kvar, minnet som är det allra mest värdefulla vi har.

Formless days passed one after the other, as if swollen into an indistinguishable mass by the damp weather.

Memories are a lot tougher than you might think. Just like the hearts that hold them.

Time is a great healer. It just flows on all of its own accord.

Unable to turn back the clock, they let themselves be turned.

Time passed, and I kept getting lost in the pages of my appointment book, which had been attacked by a mildew of obligations.

At that moment, the thing Knut had been perceiving as "time" melted away. Because starting with this moment, he no longer had any time to think about time.

We live in a time where government is not a leadership thing, it's more a business that's out there and running riot, so I guess the people have to go out there and say stuff.

Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That's when I will be truly dead -- when I exist in no one's memory. I thought a lot about how someone very old is the last living individual to have known some person or cluster of people. When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory. I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead.

As we reach the crest of life and look at the path before us, we apprehend that the path no longer ascends but slopes downward toward decline and diminishment. From that point on, concerns about death are never far from mind.

Prayer is to the skeptic a delusion, a waste of time. To the believer it represents perhaps the most important use of time.

I know that our world is going through a very difficult time right now, but I will never lose my faith in humanity, and our incredible ability to overcome just about anything.

Downtown, one has less time. But there are in Europe much people who have the faith, in South America, too.

Elleri yüzlere ye?lerim. Yüzler, ?imdiki zamanla ?i?mi?, aptal, yabanc?d?rlar, an?lar?yla hiç uzla?amazlar ama ellerin resmi, hemen hemen dinsel, uzun sureli bir görgüleri var ve tarafs?z bir içtenlikleri. Kan?t?: aynaya hiç bakmazlar. Bak??lar?n? ve duru?lar?n? hiç hesaplamazlar.

On ne retombe pas en enfance, on n'en sort jamais. Vieux, moi? Qu'est-ce qu'un vieillard sinon un enfant qui a pris de l'âge ou du vendre ?...

The stations of life are not places to inhabit. Rather, they are moments of opportunity that will not repeat themselves.

No, Arabs are not lazy, but we take the time to live life to the full; it is something Europeans don't understand. To them, time is money. To us, time has no price.

Life is a train that stops at no stations; you either jump aboard or stand on the platform and watch as it passes, and there is nothing sadder than an abandoned station.

Timpul se oprise pentru noi. Bineinteles, ziua continua sa fuga de noapte si seara sa ucida aurorele, dar,in ceea ce ne privea, lucrurile ajunsesera la capatul lor. O noua pagina se deschidea si noi nu figuram acolo. Ratacesc printre umbre si cenusa, de parca as fi o fantoma captive in ruinele mele. Eram convins ca imi pierdusem mintile.

A quatre-vingts ans, notre avenir est derrière. Devant, il n'y a que le passé.

ViaÅ£a este un tren care nu se opreÅŸte în nicio gar?. Fie îl lu?m din mers, fie îl privim trecând de pe peron, ÅŸi nu e tragedie mai mare decât o gar? fantom?.

Time changes everything, including the soul of a face.

Ci sono uomini indolenti, sono fatti così, altri che non vogliono perdere un solo attimo di tempo, e si danno da fare, che differenza c'è? Gli uomini si agitano fino a quando non muoiono.

What is our life: (Pause.) it's looking forward or it's looking back. And that's our life. That's it. Where is the moment?