Quotes About Time

I love writing about places I know well. Research is my least favourite thing, as it takes time from the story, but I can't write about a place I've never experienced.

Destiny and history are untidy.

In the acceptance of depravity the sense of the past is most truly captured. What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance? Corruption is the Age of Time.

Those long remembered can alone claim to be long forgotten.

She was one of the most unimportantly wicked women of her time - because she could not let her time alone, and yet could never be a part of it.

Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.

Youth is cause, effect is age; so with the thickening of the neck we get data.

Il tempo non è abbastanza lungo! [...] Non è abbastanza lungo per una vita che faccia dimenticare le sue notti.»

The wise men say that the remembrance of things past is all that we have for the future, and am I to blame if I've turned up this time as I shouldn't have been, when it was a high soprano I wanted, and deep corn curls to my bum, with a womb as of a fishing schooner? And what do I get but a face on me like an old child's bottom - is that happiness, do you think?

To pay homeage to our past is the only gesture that also includes the future.

Once in the war I saw a dead horse that had been lying long against the ground. Time and the birds and its own last concentration had removed the body a great way from the head. As I looked upon the head, my memory weighed for the lost body; and because of that missing quantity even heavier hung that head along the ground. So love, when it has gone, taking time with it, leaves a memory of its weight.

I like the prince who was reading a book when the executioner touched him on the shoulder telling him that it was time, and he, arising, laid a papercutter between the pages to keep his place and closed the book.

Only the impossible lasts forever, with time, it is made accessible. Robin's love and mine was always impossible, and loving each other, we no longer love. Yet we love each other like death.

Ich dachte (...) an die beiden alten Männer, die einander rasierten, während die Welt sich weiter drehte, denn schließlich und endlich wird das Männerhaar trotz Friedensvertrag und Kampf um die Vormacht in Irland weiterwachsen.

So love, when it has gone, taking time with it, leaves a memory of its weight

Only the impossible lasts forever; with time, it is made accessible.

One has, I am now certain, to be a little mad to see into the past or the future, to be a little abridged of life to know life, the obscure life – darkly seen.

I put my hand on the poor bitch of a cow and her hide was running water under my hand, like water tumbling down from Lahore, jerking against my hand as if she wanted to go, standing still in one spot; and I thought, there are directions and speeds that no one has calculated, for believe it or not that cow had gone somewhere very fast that we didn't know of, and yet was still standing there.

She was broad and tall, and though her skin was the skin of a child, there could be seen coming, early in her life, the design that was to be the weather-beaten grain of her face, that wood in the work; the tree coming forward in her, an undocumented record of time.

To our friends,' he answered, 'we die every day, but to ourselves we die only at the end.

Poštovanje se mu?no sti?e. Tako mislim. Ono se ne nasle?uje, kao imanje. Ne može ni da se kupi. Kao ?in i zadovoljstvo. Nikakvom silom ne može da se postigne. Ne možeš ni da ga izmoliš. Najgore je s poštovanjem, moj gospodine vodni?e, što se ono najteže sa?uva. Otmu ti ga ljudi, pojede ti ga vreme. Malo je ljudi koji poštovanje odnesu u grob.

Od spoljnih nepogoda ljudskog života, najužasnija je nepogoda - Vreme. U radosti ima brzinu svetlosti, u patnji staje. Malo ga imamo za razumevanje sveta u kome smo bez krivice, a osu?eni da ga s mukom shvatamo, svaku istinu preplatimo, najbitnije ne saznamo. No?as se, valjda, kona?no osveš?ujem: ?ovek nema vremena sebe da shvati.

Ljubav se dokazuje praštanjem i ?ekanjem.

Borac život iznova zapo?inje svakog trenutka, kako ga i okon?ava.