It has been a week since Ami died and this morning I woke suddenly hours before dawn, indeed the same hour as when my mother died. It was not a dream that woke me, but...

Time is the most beautiful and most powerful creation of God.

Science tells me time is an illusion.My heart tells me time must exist.My mind tells me I’ll never understand time.

Time is a language.

The first wealth of the universe is time.

The universe and time inseparable.

Time is more than one universe.

I’m alone. There is no time where I am.

There is more to life than simply increasing its speed.

Time sucks, and then you die.

Time is my everything.

One day spent with someone you love can change everything.

Time is running out of us.

Man rarely knows his power.

Each time that I have felt like I might finally be figuring some things out, life has decided to change the rules and I’ve had to start all over again.

They want time to move fast so they can paint their nails a provocative red and wear high heels that crack walnuts and make people jump. He wants time to slow down so he can...

I’m unhappy because ‘X’ happened to me yesterday, or I’ll be happy again when ‘Y’ happens to me tomorrow.” He says time is the ultimate villain.

It makes me wonder, Do we spend most of our days trying to remember or forget things? Do we spend most of our time running towards or away from our lives? I don’t know.

Time was the most precious thing in the world to me, and I’d just given her all of it. Because I was falling for her. Because I cared for her. Because I wanted to give...

I always felt like I was meant to have been born in another era, another time.

She has no regrets; she knows now he could never have made her happy, even though he has, apparently, joined AA, is doing better. But sobriety is his journey, not hers; he needs to do...

Never waste time holding grudges for people who have wronged you.Time waits for no one.Apologise when you are wrong,Express your love when you should,Forgive the ones who wronged you,And appreciate the one who makes efforts...

Time ain’t money.Time flies, money bubble.

Time felt slower when we do nothing but wait.

Months are different in college, especially freshman year. Too much happens. Every freshman month equals six regular months—they’re like dog months.

This is a new year. A new beginning. And things will change.

One day you will wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. Do it now.

There was a beautiful time…

All that crap about time being a great healer is bullshit. Time heals nothing. Well, acne maybe.

If you only have one world, one life, then however brilliant it is most of the time, you have nowhere to run when you need to escape from it for a while.

Not the intense momentIsolated, with no before and after,But a lifetime burning in every moment.

Measured against eternity, our time on earth is just a blink of an eye…

Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions. The surest poison is time.

Everyday is one less day.

Nature intended me for the tranquil pursuits of science, by rendering them my supreme delight. But the enormities of the times in which I have lived, have forced me to take a part in resisting...

Sometimes the best gifts aren’t convenient at the time.

‎No people whose word for ‘yesterday’ is the same as their word for ‘tomorrow’ can be said to have a firm grip on the time.

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 don’t spend my time pontificating about high-concept things; I spend my time solving engineering and manufacturing problems.

Everything started as nothing.

People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers- a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.

If you throw even a cursory glance into the past, at the life which lies behind you, not even recalling its most vivid moments, you are struck every time by the singularity of the events...

We both wondered whether these contradictions that one can’t avoid if one begins to think of time and space may not really be proofs that the whole of life is a dream, and the moon...

Time and progress are two long-lost relatives who send an occasional letter.

The arrow of time obscures memory of both past and future circumstance with innumerable fallacies, the least trivial of which is perception.

Gradually it became known that the new race had a definite purpose, and that purpose was to chart and possess the whole country, regardless of the rights of its earlier inhabitants. Still the old chiefs...

Come to salvation!

I saw to the south a man walking. He was breaking ground in perfect silence. He wore a harness and pulled a plow. His feet trod his figure’s blue shadow, and the plow cut a...

Tick. Tick. Tick. This is the sound of your life running out.

My hate is stronger than the dimensions, stronger than memory, stronger than time. My hate is now the truest part of who I am.