Quotes About Time

He realized suddenly that it was one thing to see the past occupying the present, but the true test of prescience was to see the past in the future.

Guilt and blame grew defuse when memory covered a millennia.

Te lupti cu vise? Te certi cu umbre? Te misti ca intr-un somn adanc? Timpul a trecut. Viata ti s-a luat. Te-ai amarat cu fleacuri. Esti victima nesabuintei tale.

All contemporaries do not inhabit the same time.

The flesh surrenders itself, he thought. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not . . . yet, I occurred.

Bir insan? yaÅŸam?n?n bir saatinden mahrum etmekle, onu yaÅŸam?ndan mahrum etmek aras?nda yaln?zca bir ölçek fark? vard?r. Sonuçta ona kar?? ÅŸiddet uygulam??, onun enerjisini tüketmiÅŸ olursunuz.

It is impossible to live in the past, difficult to live in the present, and a waste to live in the future.

I'm getting old, he thought. I've felt the cold hand of my mortality. And in what? An old woman's greed.

Time can also be a place, Moneo," Leto said. "Everything depends upon where you are standing, on where you look or what you hear. The measure of it is found in consciousness itself.

Le esplosioni sono anche compressioni del tempo. I mutamenti osservabili nell'universo naturale sono tutti esplosivi, entro certi limiti e sotto certi punti di vista; altrimenti non li notereste. Un mutamento continuo e uniforme, se sufficientemente rallentato, non verrebbe notato da osservatori il cui arco di osservazione, nel tempo, è troppo breve. Perciò, io vi dico che ho visto mutamenti che voi non avreste mai notato.

When our time ends on its rictus smile, we'll pass the lure of fortune.

you wrestle with dreams? Do you contend with shadows? Do you move in a kind of sleep? Time has slipped away. Your life is stolen. You tarried with trifles, Victim of your folly.

To stay awake all night adds a day to your life," Stilgar said, accepting the tray with coffee as it was passed in the door.

Do you wrestle with dreams? Do you contend with shadows? Do you move in a kind of sleep? Time has slipped away. Your life is stolen. You tarried with trifles, Victim of your folly. —DIRGE FOR JAMIS ON THE FUNERAL PLAIN, FROM "SONGS OF MUAD'DIB" BY THE PRINCESS IRULAN

Leave absolute knowledge of the future to those moments of déjà vu which any human may experience. I know the trap of prescience. My father's life tells me what I need to know about it. No, grandmother: to know the future absolutely is to be trapped into that future absolutely. It collapses time. Present becomes future. I require more freedom than that.

that it is difficult to live in the present, pointless to live in the future and impossible to live in the past.

I tell you, Prue, consciousness has to be something that flows against the current of time. Time in which it's embedded.

To the people whose labors go beyond ideas into the realm of "real materials"—to the dry-land ecologists, wherever they may be, in whatever time they work, this effort at prediction is dedicated in humility and admiration.

Between depriving a man of one hour from his life and depriving him of his life there exists only a difference of degree.

The present is distraction; the future a dream; only memory can unlock the meaning of life.

Moneo has discovered it is pointless to live in the past, impossible to live in the future, and difficult to live in the present.

The flesh surrenders itself, he thought. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not . . . yet, I occurred.

Because of the one-pointed Time awareness in which the conventional mind remains immersed, humans tend to think of everything in a sequential, word-oriented framework. This mental trap produces very short-term concepts of effectiveness and consequences, a condition of constant, unplanned response to crises. —LIET-KYNES THE ARRAKIS WORKBOOK

My lungs taste the air of Time Blown past falling sands….