Quotes Tagged "time"

The only problem is time.

Mostly what you lose with time, in memory, is the specificity of things, their exact sequence. It all runs together, becomes a watery soup. Portmanteau days, imploded years. Like a bad actor, memory always goes for effect, abjuring motivation, consistency, good sense.

Time itself is created through deeds of true kindness.

All I'm saying is, love changes over time. No person is ever perfect for another person

All objects exist in a moment of time.

Depression, as far as I'm concerned, is just a waste of time.

O the joy of my spirit--it is uncaged--it darts like lightning! It is not enough to have this globe or a certain time, I will have thousands of globes and all time.

Opportunity makes the man

Much may be done in those little shreds and patches of time which every day produces, and which most men throw away.

Some days some times are remembered by me, in life’s all moments they are cherished by me

Time is a player. Time is part of today, not simply a measure of its passing.

People who understands how to convert their time into useful products do not complain of boredom.

The day is refracted, and the next and the one after that, all of them broken up into a hundred juggled segments, each brilliant and self-contained so that the hours are no longer linear but assorted like bright sweets in a jar.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away; They fly forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day.

You can be your own boss

Time is basically an illusion created by the mind to aid in our sense of temporal presence in the vast ocean of space. Without the neurons to create a virtual perception of the past and the future based on all our experiences, there is no actual existence of the past and the future. All that there is, is the present.

Life becomes a dilemma when you are living a purposeless and goalless life

Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past. If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable. What might have been is an abstraction Remaining a perpetual possibility Only in a world of speculation. What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present.

We're thinking, does life owe us anything. Did we get it wrong? And time is an animal, man. The years. Time is killing us it has us in its teeth.

Time stops for no one, no matter how unsure we are of the future.