Don’t you ever waste a single second in your life to think that you’re useless. God created you with a purpose. And the mere fact that you exist in this world is a benefit of...

I have the time and the heart to fall and feel in love, but I am scared that I cannot certainly tell the difference between a slut and a beloved anymore.

Time has its own secrets, so it is best to wait upon it untill it tells.

I love today, it is a sacred time.

With time comes perspective.

Lulled by stupefying illusions, the world is asleep in the cradle of infancy, dreaming away the hours.

He holds her for an eternity. Time cascades into the void of the past. She inhales his scent. Full of man and strength and yearning. And she wonders why she ever doubted their relationship. Why...

Slowly, all the days became Saturdays, full of more sunlight than I could remember seeing in a long time.

It isn’t time that folds, it’s space.

There is only one god and his name is Time.

There is a force more powerful than the fundamental forces of nature: time.

Time is more than living.

Everything is fluctuation. Fluctuating ultimate extreme levels of a moments of time are the basic building blocks of life, the universe and everything.

It takes no time to create a new universe.

Time is the memory of the universe.

I saw a news report recently that measured average video game use by American men between the ages of twenty-five and thirty-five: twenty hours per week. Do you mean the flower of America’s masculinity can’t...

You have no idea how big is a moment of time.

Anytime you meditate, some electric jerks occur in your thigh…the symbol of premonition of an unpleasant event that has happened or will take place in future.

Everything has expiry date but the time never expires.

Time is the mother of all infinities.

The sun burnt everyday. Time burnt the sun and it burnt itself.

Today and tomorrow is an illusion, days are all joined together, and if you are waiting for your time, you are wasting your time.

…why, I’ve just this instant found out… that we might have gone around the world in only seventy-eight days.

Ophelia,’ said the boy. He said it very quietly. She didn’t like the way he said that at all. He sounded sad and as though he expected more from her.’And how do you know my...

This was long before the term ‘single-parent family’ came into use; back then it was a ‘broken home’…

I and the girl in the picture have ceased to be the same person. I am her outcome, the result of the life she once lived headlong; whereas she, if she can be said to...

Psychologists have devised some ingenious ways to help unpack the human “now.” Consider how we run those jerky movie frames together into a smooth and continuous stream. This is known as the “phi phenomenon.” The...

Two months in Shanghai, and what does she have to show for herself? She had been full of plans on the plane ride over, had studied her phrase book as if cramming for an exam,...

A moment of torture feels like an eternity, while an eternity of joy passes in a moment. Perhaps time is naught but an illusion.

In 1850, August Salzmann photographed, near Jerusalem, the road to Beith-Lehem (as it was spelled at the time): nothing but stony ground, olive trees; but three tenses dizzy my consciousness: my present, the time of...

She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their world, and that the time apart now would be a nightmare...

You walk around feeling like a teenager and immortal your whole life, and suddenly there isn’t much time left.

I would like to sing someone to sleep,to sit beside someone and be there.I would like to rock you and sing softlyand go with you to and from sleep.I would like to be the one...

Reflections…passages in time..sometimes, the only things that make sense..the only peace I find..is found somewhere, unwritten..in between the lines.

God schedules a birthday, not man.

Life will follow the path it started upon, and will neither reverse nor check its course; it will make no noise, it will not remind you of its swiftness. Silent it will glide on; it...

Time moves in one direction, memory another. We are that strange species that constructs artifacts intended to counter the natural flow of forgetting.

There is no better time than now to rededicate yourself to the principles taught by Jesus, and to teach your children about Him too!

The way those old memories kept bubbling to the surface in the present tense was disturbing. It was as if the past had never died; as if on some level of time’s great tower, everything...

Time and times are but cogwheels, unmatched, grinding on oblivious to one another. Occasionally – oh, very rarely! – the cogs fit; the pieces of the plot snap together momentarily and give men faint glimpses...

In any case, in talking about the past we lie with every breath we draw.

I’d like to get away from earth awhileAnd then come back to it and begin over.May no fate wilfully misunderstand meAnd half grant what I wish and snatch me awayNot to return. Earth’s the right...

They keep track of time. Sometimes things happen and you feel that you need to mark them down.

Not marble, nor the gilded monuments Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;But you shall shine more bright in these contents Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time. When wasteful war shall statues overturn, And...

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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.

Money is far commoner than time. When one reflects, one perceives that money is just about the commonest thing there is.

The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.

Die Jahre, die man auf dem Buckel hatte, waren zu nichts mehr nutze: Man brauchte sie ungelebt, einen ganzen Vorrat davon. Denn je älter man wurde, desto mehr Dinge gingen zu Bruch.

It’s always about timing. If it’s too soon, no one understands. If it’s too late, everyone’s forgotten.