Quotes About Time

Vengono i mesi e gli anni, non mi porteranno via mai più nulla. Sono tanto solo, tanto privo di speranza, che posso guardare dinanzi a me senza timore.

Sela je za svoj sto i izvadila pribor za pisanje. - Ljubljeni, pisala je, ti sa nejasnim licem, nepoznati, koji nikad nisi došao, stalno o?ekivani, zar ne ose?aš kako vreme izmi?e? A onda je prestala da piše i odgurnu kasetu u kojoj su ležala mnoga neposlata pisma, pisma za koje nije znala adrese - pogleda u beli list pred sobom i pomisli: zašto pla?em? Time se ionako ništa ne može izmeniti...

Cilv?ks vienm?r un visur ir non?cis gal?. Laiks ir aizspriedums. Tas ir dz?ves nosl?pums. Tikai m?s to nezin?m. M?s vienm?r tiecamies kaut kur non?kt.

Die Stille ist die Ursache dafür, dass die Bilder des Früher nicht so sehr Wünsche erwecken als Trauer - eine ungeheure, fassungslose Schwermut. Sie waren - aber sie kehren nicht wieder. Sie sind vorbei, sie sind eine andere Welt, die für uns vorüber ist.

Da li znate, bra?o, šta je najjezivije na svetu? - Prazna ?aša - odgovori Lenc. Ferdinand ga zbrisa jednim zamahom: - Gotfride, žalosno je kad je muškarac lakrdijaš. On se opet obrati nama. - Vreme je, drugovi, najjezivije. Vreme! Trenutak u kome živimo, a kojim ipak ne vladamo.

Habit is the explanation of why we seem to forget things so quickly.

Via?a era vaporul din port, care nu mergea spre infinit...

Wunderbar war das beim Trinken - es brachte einen rasch zusammen-, aber zwischenn Abend und Morgen schaffte es auch wieder Zwischenräume, als wären es Jahre.

And yes, that's it, that is what they think, those hundred thousand Kantoreks. Young men of iron. Young? None of us is more than twenty. But young? Young men? That was a long time ago. We are old now.

Kui lähestikku on eilne ja tänane, surm ja elu.

I am conscious of the nameless sadness of Time that runs and runs on and changes, and when a man returns he shall find nothing again. —Yes, it is a hard thing to part; but to come back again, that is sometimes far harder.

Ah! Mother, Mother! You still think I am a child - why can I not put my head in your lap and weep? Why have I always to be strong and self-controlled? I would like to weep and be comforted too, indeed I am little more than a child; in the wardrobe still hang short, boy's trousers - it is such a little time ago, why is it over?

man bija t?da saj?ta, it k? maz? telpa paceltos un ar mums aizlidotu cauri naktij un gadiem, gar?m daudz?m atmi??m. T? bija sav?da noska?a. Laiks lik?s apst?jies; tas vairs nebija k? straume, kas n?ca no tumsas un iepl?da tums?, - tas bija ezers, kur? klusi atspogu?oj?s dz?ve.

Tinere?ea trebuie s?-?i tr?iasc? prim?vara vie?ii.

A trecut de 21 de ani, Rosie. O sa fie doctor. Lasa-l sa-si foloseasca stetoscopul sa-si asculte propria inima.

This is the story of Isaac and his time in America, the last turning of the centuries, when the hubris of men led them to believe they could disregard even nature itself.

As I look back on those days, most people in Chicago felt that way. Chicago was host to the world at that time and we were part of it all.

That you have found me Ã¢â'¬Â¦ among so many millions is the miracle of our time!" he cried. "And that I have found you, that is Germany's fortune!

It is true that in this time people set their faces hard for photographs, partly from custom, partly because of deficits in photographic technology, but this crowd might not have smiled for the better part of a century. The women seem suspended in a state somewhere between melancholy and fury and are surrounded by old men in strange beards that look as if someone had dabbed glue at random points on their faces, then hurled buckets of white hair in their direction.

Hindsight tells us that during that fragile time the course of history could so easily have been changed. Why, then, did no one change it? Why did it take so long to recognize the real danger posed by Hitler and his regime?

These were complicated people moving through a complicated time, before the monsters declared their true nature.

Time lost can never be recovered," he said, "and this should be written in flaming letters everywhere.

love dies slowly with me, if at all

The resulting prose, he wrote, "may at first seem rough as compared with the flat surface of officialese jargon. But the saving of time will be great, while the discipline of setting out the real points concisely will prove an aid to clear thinking.