Quotes About Time

In every letter, in every line, she saw him. He hadn't changed - he'd only grown into the man he'd meant to be.

The real stars don't even fascinate me as much as they used to when I was... younger." "I'm sorry for that, as well.

How much of her life had she spent waiting? Waiting for a plant to sprout? Waiting for her father's judgment? Waiting for another letter to appear in the knothole from Kai? Waiting for years after Kai left to feel at peace with her decision? She fed the Reduced, she did her chores, she avoided her father and her sister, and she waited.She did the duties she'd been taught as a Luddite, and she lied with every breath.

Is something irretrievably... broken inside of him? How do you know if your own only family member is a sociopath? And how much time have we got?

Memories were like bookmarks. Lately she didn't like the pages they were marking.

We lived our lives as if life was forever. To live one's life without a sense of time is to squander it.

I once heard someone say, "I shall die very young. How young? I don't know. Maybe seventy, maybe eighty, maybe ninety. But I shall be very young.

Wonder is the heaviest element on the periodic table. Even a tiny fleck of it stops time.

Which is crueler, an old man's lost memories of a life lived, or a young man's lost memories of the life he meant to live?

seven and fourteen

till you get to the full Moon.

It seemed like all she did these days was wait.

And grief is never quick and easy," he said. "It takes time to get through." "I'll never get over it," I said. "Not over, but through. That's the key word. You can't skip it. You have to go through it.

Working two part-time jobs and doing round-the-clock research was a snap compared to full-time motherhood," she said.

If you're having fun at the beach, like we are, but you spend all your time here wishing you could be here all the time, you're wasting the time you're here.

Power," Nita heard her father say behind her. "Creation. Forces from before time. This is--this business is for saints, not children!" Even saints have to start somewhere," Carl said softly. "And it's always been the children who have saved the universe from the previous generation and remade the universe in their own image.

Where's my bed?! " Dairine shrieked. "It's on Pluto," Nita said. "On the winter side, somewhere nice and dark and quiet, where you won't find it if you look all day-which you're not going to have time to do, becaus you'll be in school.

If women were in charge, all men's underwear would come with an expiration date.

Painful memories are like landmines, patiently lying in wait. They lure us into places we ought to avoid, but sometimes, painful memories are all that we have left.

Not having to own a car has made me realize what a waste of time the automobile is.

Memories are simply moments that refuse to be ordinary

We can't save the past or solve the riddle of love. But to me, it's worth trying.

The exhausting effort to control time by altering the effects of age doesn't bring happiness

Her beauty didn't do her any good and she couldn't use it in any positive way or manipulative way. I just hope that people will look and see and believe in that hope of love, that hope of freedom, even if it was just for a limited time.