Quotes About Time

Some mistakes can never be put right—not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either. In my experience, this is the hardest lesson of them all. After a certain age, we are all walking around this world in bodies made of secrets and shame and sorrow and old, unhealed injuries. Our hearts grow sore and misshapen around all this pain—yet somehow, still, we carry on.

We don't have time for perfect.

Entonces, ¿la tristeza es un sitio? —preguntó Giovanni. —Un sitio en el que la gente a veces se pasa años —contesté.

It's only that I've waited so long to grow up, but now there's nothing worth growing up for.

There's a reason they call God a presence—because God is right here, right now. In the present is the only place to find Him, and now is the only time.

When we are young, Angela, we may fall victim to the misconception that time will heal all wounds and that eventually everything will shake itself out. But as we get older, we learn this sad truth: some things can never be fixed. Some mistakes can never be put right—not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either. In my experience, this is the hardest lesson of them all.

One thing was certain: Human Time was the saddest, maddest, most devastating variety of time that had ever existed. She tried her best to ignore it. Nevertheless, the days passed by.

Why was there never enough time?

The other problem with all this swinging through the vines of thought is that you are never where you are. You are always digging in the past or poking at the future, but rarely do you rest in this moment. It's something like the habit of my dear friend Susan, who-whenever she sees a beautiful place-exclaims in near panic, It's so beautiful here! I want to come back here someday! and it takes all my persuasive powers to try to convince her that she IS already here.

When we are young, Angela, we may fall victim to the misconception that time will heal all wounds and that eventually everything will shake itself out. But as we get older, we learn this sad truth: some things can never be fixed. Some mistakes can never be put right—not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either.

History has a pulse, they say- but mostly I have never been able to hear it, not even when its drumming in my goddamn ears.

Because time does not object to passing - not even in the strangest and most unfamiliar situations - time passed for Alma in Matavai Bay. Slowly, haltingly, she began to comprehend her new world.

Pasó más tiempo. Llegada una cierta edad, Angela, el tiempo parece caerte en la cabeza igual que la lluvia en un mes de marzo: siempre te sorprende la cantidad en que puede acumularse y la velocidad.

She felt the familiar old constriction in her chest - that combination of desire and urgency. She needed more hours - many more hours - if she was ever to study these questions as they deserved to be studied. She would never have enough hours. She had already lost so much time this week. Every soul in the world seemed to believe that Alma's hours belonged to him. How was she ever meant to devote herself to proper scientific exploration?

Nothing is so essential as dignity, girls. Time will reveal who has it, and who has it not.

Nothing is so essential as dignity, girls, and time will reveal who has it

It was like looking at a spot on a wall where a clock had hung for years, and seeing only an empty space. She could not train herself not to look; the emptiness surprised her every time.

sometimes you count the days, sometimes you weigh them.

since Moses was in nappies.

But as we get older, we learn this sad truth; some things can never be fixed. Some mistakes can never be put right - not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either.

si experimentas la quietud necesaria con el tiempo descubrirás que todo (lo incómodo y lo hermoso) pasa con el tiempo.

Anything can get tedious after enough time, Angela—even watching heartbreaking acts of naked vulnerability.

Life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. Time

We don't have time for perfect. In any event, perfection is unachievable: