Quotes About Time

Death waits for us all. But she takes the lazy first.

Broken hearts heal with time, but broken teeth never do. Glokta

Somewhere in the shadows a clock vomited up a few sluggish chimes.

My father used to say the seeds of the past bear fruit in the present.

La mejor pradera es la que siempre se encuentra al otro lado del horizonte. El agua más dulce, la del siguiente río. El cielo más azul, el que siempre ves encima de otra colina. Y antes de que te des cuenta, una mañana te castañetean las articulaciones y no puedes dormir dos horas seguidas sin levantarte a orinar, y sólo entonces comprendes que el mejor lugar quedó atrás, y que no lo viste porque estabas obsesionado en seguir adelante.

Patience is the parent of success.

Cuanto menos tiempo tienes, menos quieres arriesgar el que te queda

It's a crime, when you think about how little time we get, that a man should ever be bored. When you're lying on your deathbed, I expect you regret those weeks wasted more than your worst mistakes.

Nadie tiene mucho tiempo, y el tiempo que pasas compadeciéndote es tiempo perdido.

Change, Friendly . . . change is a funny thing. Sometimes men change for the better. Sometimes men change for the worse. And often, very often, given time and opportunity . . .' He waved his flask around for a moment, then shrugged. 'They change back.

It can be a fearsome weapon, patience. One that few men ever learn to use. A

but in the end Logen had earned their trust, and their respect, and their friendship even. Small gestures and a lot of time, that was how he'd done it. "Patience is the chief of virtues," his father used to say, and "you won't cross the mountains in a day." Time might be against them, but there was nothing to be gained by rushing. You have to be realistic about these things.

There aren't many wounds that ever heal all the way, and there are some that hurt more with every day that passes.

Everything simple. No grinding worry, no chafing frustration, no wasted days slipping past. Only the beautiful, terrible now.

We don't get much time, and time feeling sorry for yourself is time wasted.

Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on us from behind, and snatches us away while we shit. He

Live long enough, you see everything ruined.

The thing about rowing, you face backward. Always looking into the past, never the future. Always seeing what you're losing, never what you've got to gain.

All times are end times for someone.

Those were the times. Those were still the times, and maybe always would be.

No matter how great and glorious the making, time will unmake it. No matter how strong the word, strong the thought, strong the law, all must return to chaos.' Skifr jerked her head back and sent spit spinning high into the air, arcing neatly down and spattering on rusted metal. 'King Uthil says steel is the answer. I say his sight is short. Dust is the last answer to every question, now and always.

The dead save me from the fucking young.' 'No getting away from 'em, sadly,' muttered Clover. 'The older you get, the more of 'em there are.

I don't intend to rush at the grave, believe me." "Few do. The grave swallows us all regardless.

What's the difference between biding it and wasting it?" Clover saw no need to open his eyes. "Results, woman. Results.