Quotes About Time

Oh, what would the world be without youth? And yet it passes so quickly. We are old before we know it. We never believe it ... and then some day we wake up and discover we are old.

If it be true that we count time by heart throbs Emily lived two years in it instead of two days.

No, darling. We've always known each other in Tomorrow,' I said.

I have only the one chance. If I don't grow up right I can't go back and begin over again.

I can always get through to-day very nicely. It's to-morrow I can't live through.

You have yet to learn how kind time is. And life has something for you - I feel it. Go forward to meet it fearlessly, dear.

NahoÅŸ ÅŸeyleri ertelemek çok kötü bir al??kanl?k.

Non passa mai, per gli uomini e le nazioni, il tempo di rendersi ridicoli e venire alle mani.

At seventeen dreams DO satisfy because you think the realities are waiting for you further on. When I was seventeen, Anne, I didn't think forty-five would find me a white-haired little old maid with nothing but dreams to fill my life.

Well, one can't get over the habit of being a little girl all at once, said Anne gaily. You see, I was little for fourteen years and I've only been grown-uppish for scarcely three.

Genelde kas?m tats?z bir ayd?r, sanki y?l aniden giderek ya?land???n? fark etmi? de s?zlan?p dert yanmaktan ba?ka elinden bir ?ey gelmiyormu? gibidir.

A country Sabbath is suggestive of rest and peace and quiet--sleepy blue skies, shadows golden and green, sunny fields, and the pink and snow of apple blossoms. June is at her height of radiant loveliness now. What a pity it is such a short time. I am here in my old room--my little absolute kingdom. Here I read, write and dream. My favourite pictures adorn the walls, my well read books are on their shelves and my clock ticks me cheerful company.

All in all, it was a never-to-be-forgotten summer — one of those summers which come seldom into any

Anlayaca??n?z, gün bat?m?nda zaman buradakinden çok daha uzun.

Marilla is eighty-five," said Anne with a sigh. "Her hair is snow-white. But, strange to say, her eyesight is better than it was when she was sixty.

You have yet to learn how kind time is.

the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop, and that hurts.

the right kind of a clock. One that did not hurry the hours away but ticked them off deliberately.

He must know he can't live forever Ã¢â'¬Â¦ though to hear him talk you'd think he meant to.

If there is anything coming it may as well come soon and be done with, for with all these rags to dye before supper I have no time to waste in flirting

I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it?

as time went on and autumn passed and winter came with its beautiful bare-limbed trees, and soft pearl-grey skies the were slashed with rifts of gold in the afternoons, and cleared to a jewelled pageantry of stars over the wide white hills and valleys around New Moon.

But agony is nonetheless real because in later years when we have learned that everything passes, we wonder what we agonized about.

And the awful joy of dreaming that he was young again, with unspoiled life before him, was so great and compelling that it counterbalanced the agony in the realization of a dishonoured old age, following years in which he had squandered the wealth of his soul in ways where Wisdom lifted not her voice.