Quotes About Time

A single moment changes destinies.

Okay, try this on for size, Tall, Dark and Handsome. I won't be born for almost seven hundred hundred years. How's that strike you?

If he lived in my time, Marcello would've been in the running for Sexiest Man Alive in People. Rich, powerful, and hotter than wasabi, he was a force. (Kindle Locations 766-767).

My eyes shifted to the trickling river. Come spring, it would be ten times as wide and just as deep. On and on it went, rushing toward the distant horizon. Like time. Like life. Sometimes gently falling from one pool into the other, other times fast and cascading, and still other times narrowing into a funnel, a torrent of knots and waves.

There was something eternal about loss, something endless. You could always lose the things you had, but you couldn't always get back the things you lost.

It's all these choices that we could have made, the things we might have done. We see them with perfect clarity only long after the moment has passed. Just thirty seconds either way, and I wouldn't have this story to tell you. I wouldn't be the same person telling it.

Most of us don't live in the present tense. We dwell in a mental place where our regrets and grudges from our past compete with our fears about the future. Sometimes we barely notice what's going on around us, we're so busy time traveling.

there is nothing certain in life but death. We may labour under the delusion that we know what the day ahead of us holds, what the hour holds. But we do not. We may think our death, our very certain death, is something distant and remote, an island we might never visit. But for some of us, its right here, waiting.

People, no one tells you when you're young, fade as time passes without them—all the little qualities and tics, the happy times, the sweet moments, become blurry and vague. It's the bad things that stay with you, the ugly things that nag.

But really it's a reminder that every moment is precious, and that nothing matters as much as you think it does. Because death is certain, its time uncertain.

The years grew over that embrace like a vine.

The past is gone. The future is a fantasy. There is only the breath, the moment.

What did it really mean to love someone? Did it have to last forever to have existed at all?

It was a secret space, a place apart from the world where all time stood still.

We're dead far longer than we're alive. Why not celebrate? Why not tell ourselves a story about what comes next?

But then again, we're all on death row, aren't we? Most of us just don't know it.

Selena loved the liminal spaces. Those precious slivers of time between the roles she played in life.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.

I see all the kids—the popular ones, the brains, the jocks, the punks, the burnouts. They are not who they will become. This moment, teenage life, it feels like the whole universe, but it's only a millisecond.

Why did the act of simplifying your life seem so complicated and require so much effort? Why was there never any time to do it?

My husband used to say, 'The past is history. The future is a mystery. The present is a gift.

While we're obsessed with here and now, God is focused on forever.

In every life story, including our own, decisions are made in haste that determine the course of eternity.

There are moments in life – so few you can count them – when time's perspective seems to shift quite literally. In those moments, a second can last a minute, or freeze to near-eternity. Soldiers know this. But homes can be war zones too.