Time is what prevents everything from happening at once.
Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.
Life is flying by. You don't have time to waste another minute being negative, offended or bitter. If someone did you wrong, get over it and move forward.
Time Like a petal in the wind Flows softly by As old lives are taken New ones begin A continual chain Which lasts throughout eternity Every life but a minute in time But each of equal importance
The trouble is you think you have time.
Lost time is never found again.
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
Never give up on a dream just because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway.
Time is a great teacher, but unfortunately it kills all its pupils.
Time passes so slowly if you are unaware of it and so quickly if you are aware of it.
I don't want to sit on the sidelines and not value the gift of being here. Instead of the idea of time ticking away, the grains of sand running out, I try to think of time as giving me another grain of sand, another gift. So time passing is an accumulation, rather than a diminishing.
Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.
Time whizzes by when you have children. They make you aware of the passing of time, but also help keep you young.
Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new... but who can understand and measure its sharp breath, its mystery and its design?
Time, as is well known, sometimes flies like a bird and sometimes crawls like a worm, but human beings are generally particularly happy when they don't notice whether it's passing quickly or slowly.
Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't own it, but you can use it. You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it you can never get it back.
You may delay, but time will not.
While we are postponing, life speeds by.
Life is not just the passing of time. Life is the collection of experiences and their intensity.
Warmth, perfume, rugs, soft lights, books. They do not appease me. I am aware of time passing, of all the world contains that I have not seen, of all the interesting people I have not met.
You learn something out of everything, and you come to realize more than ever that we're all here for a certain space of time, and, and then it's going to be over, and you better make this count.
One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
There is so little time for us all; I need to be able to say what I want quickly and to as many people as possible.
It would be a fine thing, in which I hardly dare believe, to pass our lives near each other, hypnotized by our dreams.
Has it ever struck you ... that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going? It’s really all memory ... except for each passing moment.
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