Quotes About Time

Prejudice is a great time saver. You can form opinions without having to get the facts.

To perceive Christmas through its wrapping becomes more difficult with every year.

Life is always a rich and steady time when you are waiting for something to happen or to hatch.

Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.

Old age is a special problem for me because I've never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself - a lad of about 19.

The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war.

After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die.

The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and change the oil in the crankcase.

Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half the time.

At least the Pilgrim Fathers used to shoot Indians: the Pilgrim Children merely punch time clocks.

though love be a day and life be nothing, it shall not stop kissing.

(So,when kiss Spring comes we'll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss lips because tic clocks toc don't make a toctic difference to kisskiss you and to kiss me)

anyone lived in a pretty how town(with up so floating many bells down)spring summer autumn winterhe sang his didn't he danced his did.

Every action of our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

Every action in our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.

You can't have an ending. It's impossible. Because unlike in the movies, life goes on. You're never at the end until you die.

The song: Our youth is wasted We will not waste it Remember my name 'Cause we made history Na na na na, na na

If only she could go back in time, Jule felt, she would be a better person. Or a different person. She would be more herself. Or maybe less herself.

In fact, the mark of tragedy became, with time, a mark of glamour.

They're doing just as I asked them to. As we Sinclairs always do. Pretending. Lying. Trying to have a good time.

They planned to know one another when they were ancient and gray-"when we're doddering around with canes and have forgotten the names of our wives, we will still be Bassets,and still be young in our hearts.

For a moment, the two of us were alone on the planet, with all the vastness of the sky and the future and the past spreading out around us.

You better live this life of yours while you can—real living, the kind where you get a little dirt on your halo—'cause, babe, not one of us knows how long we got.

Touching him is familiar and unfamiliar. We have been here before. Also we have never been here before. For a moment, or for minutes, for hours, possibly.