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Never does one open the discussion by coming ri…

Never does one open the discussion by coming right to the heart of the matter. For the heart of the matter is always somewhere else than where it is supposed to be. To allow it to emerge, people approach it indirectly by postponing until it matures, by letting it come when it is ready to come. There is no catching, no pushing, no directing, no breaking through, no need for a linear progression which gives the comforting illusion that one knows where one goes. Time and space are not something entirely exterior to oneself, something that one has, keeps, saves, wastes, or loses.

Never does one open the discussion by coming right to the heart of the matter. For the heart of the matter is always somewhere else than where it is supposed to be. To allow it…

Sympathies that lie too deep for words, too dee…

Sympathies that lie too deep for words, too deep almost for thoughts, are touched, at such times, by other charms than those which the senses feel and which the resources of expression can realise.

Sympathies that lie too deep for words, too deep almost for thoughts, are touched, at such times, by other charms than those which the senses feel and which the resources of expression can realise.

At any time, and under any circumstances of hum…

At any time, and under any circumstances of human interest, is it not strange to see how little real hold the objects of the natural world amid which we live can gain on our hearts and minds? We go to Nature for comfort in trouble, and sympathy in joy, only in books. Admiration of those beauties of the inanimate world, which modern poetry so largely and so eloquently describes, is not, even in the best of us, one of the original instincts of our nature.

At any time, and under any circumstances of human interest, is it not strange to see how little real hold the objects of the natural world amid which we live can gain on our hearts…

To wit: actions, like sounds, divide the flow o…

To wit: actions, like sounds, divide the flow of time into beats.[...]The quality of a man's life depends on the rhyhmic structure he is able to impose upon the input and output of energy.

To wit: actions, like sounds, divide the flow of time into beats.[…]The quality of a man’s life depends on the rhyhmic structure he is able to impose upon the input and output of energy.

Having a pleasant time can extend a long period…

Having a pleasant time can extend a long period of time to have a fun time.

Having a pleasant time can extend a long period of time to have a fun time.

Information about time cannot be imparted in a …

Information about time cannot be imparted in a straightforward way. Like furniture, it has to be tipped and tilted to get it through the door. If the past is a solid oak buffet whose legs must be unscrewed and whose drawers must be removed before, in an altered state, it can be upended into the entryway of our minds, then the future is a king-size waterbed that hardly stands a chance, especially if it needs to be brought up in an elevator.Those billions who persist in perceiving time as the pursuit of the future are continually buying waterbeds that will never make it beyond the front porch or the lobby. And if man's mission is to reside in the fullness of the present, then he's got no space for the waterbed, anyhow, not even if he could lower it through a skylight.

Information about time cannot be imparted in a straightforward way. Like furniture, it has to be tipped and tilted to get it through the door. If the past is a solid oak buffet whose legs…

If New Orleans is not fully in the mainstream o…

If New Orleans is not fully in the mainstream of culture, neither is it fully in the mainstream of time. Lacking a well-defined present, it lives somewhere between its past and its future, as if uncertain whether to advance or to retreat. Perhaps it is its perpetual ambivalence that is its secret charm. Somewhere between Preservation Hall and the Superdome, between voodoo and cybernetics, New Orleans listens eagerly to the seductive promises of the future but keeps at least one foot firmly planted in its history, and in the end, conforms, like an artist, not to the world but to its own inner being--ever mindful of its personal style.

If New Orleans is not fully in the mainstream of culture, neither is it fully in the mainstream of time. Lacking a well-defined present, it lives somewhere between its past and its future, as if…

You knows dat in New Orleans is not morning ‘ti…

You knows dat in New Orleans is not morning 'til dee sun come up.

You knows dat in New Orleans is not morning ’til dee sun come up.

I’m not sure. But – unless I’m struggling with …

I’m not sure. But – unless I’m struggling with the darkness within – I like to sustain the illusion that death is actually much further from me than it really is.

I’m not sure. But – unless I’m struggling with the darkness within – I like to sustain the illusion that death is actually much further from me than it really is.

Smartass Disciple: What were said for things be…

Smartass Disciple: What were said for things before the time exist?Master of Stupidity: No words to be said by no man at no time at all.

Smartass Disciple: What were said for things before the time exist?Master of Stupidity: No words to be said by no man at no time at all.

I could tell you of occasionally, every eon, me…

I could tell you of occasionally, every eon, meeting a person, with whom I might stay for a billion years. But what of it? After a billion years there is nothing left to say, and you wander apart, uncaring in the end.

I could tell you of occasionally, every eon, meeting a person, with whom I might stay for a billion years. But what of it? After a billion years there is nothing left to say, and…

I’m trying to remember how you tell the time by…

I'm trying to remember how you tell the time by looking at the sun." -"I should leave it for a while, it's too bright to see the numbers at the moment.

I’m trying to remember how you tell the time by looking at the sun.” -“I should leave it for a while, it’s too bright to see the numbers at the moment.

Time and space were, from Death’s point of view…

Time and space were, from Death's point of view, merely things that he'd heard described. When it came to Death, they ticked the box marked Not Applicable. It might help to think of the universe as a rubber sheet, or perhaps not.

Time and space were, from Death’s point of view, merely things that he’d heard described. When it came to Death, they ticked the box marked Not Applicable. It might help to think of the universe…

Back then we gave it our all, we neither lied n…

Back then we gave it our all, we neither lied nor made mistakes, we didn't fail and didn't do anything wrong.It's just that...TIME has passed and changed it all.

Back then we gave it our all, we neither lied nor made mistakes, we didn’t fail and didn’t do anything wrong.It’s just that…TIME has passed and changed it all.

The three rules of the Librarians of Time and S…

The three rules of the Librarians of Time and Space are: 1) Silence; 2) Books must be returned no later than the last date shown; and 3) Do not interfere with the nature of causality.

The three rules of the Librarians of Time and Space are: 1) Silence; 2) Books must be returned no later than the last date shown; and 3) Do not interfere with the nature of causality.

of course it is, it all is, what difference doe…

of course it is, it all is, what difference does that make?

of course it is, it all is, what difference does that make?

It is well known that stone can think, because …

It is well known that stone can think, because the whole of electronics is based on that fact, but in some universes men spend ages looking for other intelligences in the sky without once looking under their feet. That is because they've got the time-span all wrong. From stone's point of view the universe is hardly created and mountain ranges are bouncing up and down like organ-stops while continents zip backward and forward in general high spirits, crashing into each other from the sheer joy of momentum and getting their rocks off. It is going to be quite some time before stone notices its disfiguring skin disease and starts to scratch, which is just as well.

It is well known that stone can think, because the whole of electronics is based on that fact, but in some universes men spend ages looking for other intelligences in the sky without once looking…

If your brain is working, you always have no ti…

If your brain is working, you always have no time.

If your brain is working, you always have no time.

The magnitude of any one day is compromised by …

The magnitude of any one day is compromised by its passing quickly into the next, a mere moment in time which soon fades into the collective memory of our past.

The magnitude of any one day is compromised by its passing quickly into the next, a mere moment in time which soon fades into the collective memory of our past.

The first question they ask is: “Why was he ete…

The first question they ask is: "Why was he eternally surprised?"And they were told: "Wen considered the nature of time and understood the universe is, instant by instant, re-created anew. Therefore, he understood, there is, in truth, no Past, only a memory of the Past. Blink your eyes, and the world you see next did not exist when you closed them. Therefore, he said, the only appropriate state of mind is surprise. The only appropriate state of heart is joy. The sky you see now, you have never seen before. The perfect moment is now. Be glad of it.

The first question they ask is: “Why was he eternally surprised?”And they were told: “Wen considered the nature of time and understood the universe is, instant by instant, re-created anew. Therefore, he understood, there is,…

Life’s impermanence, I realized, is what makes …

Life's impermanence, I realized, is what makes every single day so precious. It's what shapes our time here. It's what makes it so important than not a single moment be wasted.

Life’s impermanence, I realized, is what makes every single day so precious. It’s what shapes our time here. It’s what makes it so important than not a single moment be wasted.

I REMEMBER WHEN ALL THIS WILL BE AGAIN.

I REMEMBER WHEN ALL THIS WILL BE AGAIN.

I REMEMBER WHEN ALL THIS WILL BE AGAIN.

I spit into the face of Time That has transfigu…

I spit into the face of Time That has transfigured me.

I spit into the face of Time That has transfigured me.

How oddly situated a man is apt to find himself…

How oddly situated a man is apt to find himself at age thirty-eight! His youth belongs to the distant past. Yet the period of memory beginning with the end of youth and extending to the present has left him not a single vivid impression. And therefore he persists in feeling that nothing more than a fragile barrier separates him from his youth. He is forever hearing with the utmost clarity the sounds of this neighboring domain, but there is no way to penetrate the barrier.Honda felt that his youth had ended with the death of Kiyoaki Matsugae. At that moment something real within him, something that had burned with a vibrant brilliance, suddenly ceased to be.Now, late at night, when Honda grew weary of his legal drafts, he would pick up the dream journal that Kiyoaki had left him and turn over its pages.(...)Since then eighteen years had passed. The border between dream and memory had grown indistinct in Honda’s mind. Because the words contained in this journal, his only souvenir of his friend, had been traced there by Kiyoaki’s own hand, it had profound significance for Honda. These dreams, left like a handful of gold dust in a winnowing pan, were charged with wonder.As time went by, the dreams and the reality took on equal worth among Honda’s diverse memories. What had actually occurred was in the process of merging with what could have occurred. As reality rapidly gave way to dreams, the past seemed very much like the future.When he was young, there had been only one reality, and the future had seemed to stretch before him, swelling with immense possibilities. But as he grew older, reality seemed to take many forms, and it was the past that seemed refracted into innumerable possibilities. Since each of these was linked with its own reality, the line distinguishing dream and reality became all the more obscure. His memories were in constant flux, and had taken on the aspect of a dream.

How oddly situated a man is apt to find himself at age thirty-eight! His youth belongs to the distant past. Yet the period of memory beginning with the end of youth and extending to the…

Time is a universal regressor, time will prove …

Time is a universal regressor, time will prove everything

Time is a universal regressor, time will prove everything

You have made flowers grow where I cultivated d…

You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.

You have made flowers grow where I cultivated dust and stones. Remember this, on this journey you insist on making. If you die, I will not survive you long.

It’s strange how time can make a place shrink, …

It's strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

It’s strange how time can make a place shrink, make its strangeness ordinary.

We might not win today” But Time is our best fr…

We might not win today" But Time is our best friend, HE will catch up with you and drag you down... Vengeance will be ours

We might not win today” But Time is our best friend, HE will catch up with you and drag you down… Vengeance will be ours

Most of our lives are crucified between two thi…

Most of our lives are crucified between two thieves, yesterday and tomorrow. We never live today. But the time to live is now. It is today.

Most of our lives are crucified between two thieves, yesterday and tomorrow. We never live today. But the time to live is now. It is today.

As Eternity has reckoned There’s a lifetime in …

As Eternity has reckoned There's a lifetime in a second

As Eternity has reckoned There’s a lifetime in a second

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