Passing Of Time Quotes

Quotes tagged as "passing-of-time" (showing 1-27 of 27)
Sanober  Khan
“I blink January’s lashes
and gush down December’s cheeks”
Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

H. Rider Haggard
“Time after time have nations, ay, and rich and strong nations, learned in the arts, been, and passed away to be forgotten, so that no memory of them remains. This is but one of several; for Time eats up the works of man.”
H. Rider Haggard, She: A History of Adventure

Sanober  Khan
“Like a speeding train
I am passing by...
I don’t know
where I’m heading
with whom or why
all I know is that
I will never, ever
pass from here again
all I know is I’m skidding forward
on this track of life.”
Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

Roman Payne
“I sat up in the strange bed fearing it had been a dream, afraid I would never see her again. Not because I wanted anything from her, only her presence. The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.”
Roman Payne, The Basement Trains

Roman Payne
“The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards death.”
Roman Payne, The Wanderess

Michael Crichton
“In reality, time doesn't pass; we pass. Time itself is invariant. It just is. Therefore, past and future aren't separate locations, the way New York and Paris are separate locations. And since the past isn't a location, you can't travel to it.”
Michael Crichton, Timeline

Earl Nightingale
“Never give up on a dream because of the time it will take to accomplish it. The time will pass anyway.”
Earl Nightingale

J.R. Rim
“Every second that goes by is a point of no return.”
J.R. Rim

Mervyn Peake
“Noon, ripe as thunder and silent as thought, had fled unfingered.”
Mervyn Peake, Gormenghast

Dianna Hardy
“...we're not eighteen anymore. We've lived. We've created things that last – things of joy, and things of burden.”
Dianna Hardy, Summer's End

Richelle E. Goodrich
“A moment of torture feels like an eternity, while an eternity of joy passes in a moment. Perhaps time is naught but an illusion.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Mervyn Peake
“To say that the frozen silence contracted itself into a yet higher globe of ice were to under-rate the exquisite tension and to shroud it in words. The atmosphere had become a physical sensation. As when, before a masterpiece, the acid throat contracts, and words are millstones, so when the supernaturally outlandish happens and a masterpiece is launched through the medium of human gesture, then all human volition is withered at the source and the heart of action stops beating.
Such a moment was this. Irma, a stalagmite of crimson stone, knew, for all the riot of her veins that a page had turned over. At chapter forty? O no! At chapter one, for she had never lived before save in a pulseless preface.
How long did they remain thus? How many times had the earth moved round the sun? How many times had the great blue whales of the northern waters risen to spurt their fountains at the sky? How many reed-bucks had fallen to the claws of how many leopards, while that sublime unit of two-figure statuary remained motionless? It is fruitless to ask. The clocks of the world stood still or should have done.”
Mervyn Peake, Gormenghast

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Time is an imp—a pesky, little, hellish troll that hastens the clock when I smile but then delays the passing of minutes when I frown.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Life may dawdle along in minutes but don't be deceived, for it will sprint by in years before you even notice.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway

Gabriel García Márquez
“Pierwszy z rodu jest przywiazany do drzewa, a ostatniego zjadaja mrowki.”
Gabriel García Márquez, Cien años de soledad y un homenaje/ One Hundred Years of Solitude and a tribute: Discursos de Gabriel García Márquez y Carlos Fuentes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“It's strange how in childhood it feels like tomorrow won't come until the end of forever, but in adulthood it feels like the end of forever could come tomorrow.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Debasish Mridha
“Oh my beloved life, wait a bit at my window, go slowly, and let me enjoy it to the fullest.”
Debasish Mridha

“Time doesn't change. We do!”
Anthony T.Hincks

Lauren Oliver
“I am a stone being excavated by the slow passage of water; I am wood charred by a fire.”
Lauren Oliver, Pandemonium

Katherine McIntyre
“Truth be told, loneliness had seeped into her bones with the passing of time until it had become her normal way of life.”
Katherine McIntyre, Soul Solution

Glenn Haybittle
“The sky is a virginal blue translucence as though bereft for a fleeting moment of the effects of both light and darkness. A crimson streak smoulders over the outline of the hills, a simmering bloodline. There is a solitary canoe on the water. A cold white sheen rises from the water. She holds her breath. As if to stop any more time from passing, to stop the future happening. The peacefulness of the morning is almost heartbreaking in its fragility.”
Glenn Haybittle, The Way Back to Florence

Richard L.  Ratliff
“Time is passing : not leaden stepping
But sprinting on winged feet,
Quick silver slipping by.”
Richard L. Ratliff

Ford Madox Ford
“At the beginning of the war…I had to look in on the War Office, and in a room I found a fellow…What do you think he was doing…what the hell do you think he was doing? He was devising the ceremonial for the disbanding of a Kitchener battalion. You can’t say we were not prepared in one matter at least…. Well, the end of the show was to be: the adjutant would stand the battalion at ease; the band would play Land of Hope and Glory, and then the adjutant would say: There will be no more parades…. Don’t you see how symbolical it was—the band playing Land of Hope and Glory, and then the adjutant saying: There will be no more parades?…For there won’t. There won’t, there damn well won’t. No more Hope, no more Glory, no more parades for you and me any more. Nor for the country…nor for the world, I dare say… None… Gone… Napoo finny! No…more…parades!”
Ford Madox Ford, Parade's End

Gris Grimly
“Winter, spring, and summer, passed away during my labours; but I did not watch the blossoms or the expanding leaves — sights which before always yielded me supreme delight, so deeply was I engrossed in my occupation.”
Gris Grimly, Gris Grimly's Frankenstein

Joseph Roth
“I am not a man of my time. In fact I find it hard not to declare myself its enemy. Not, as I often remark, that I fail to understand it. My comment is merely a pious one. Because I am easy-going I prefer not to be aggressive or hostile and therefore I say that I do not understand those matters which I ought to say I hate or despise. I have sharp hears but I pretend to be hard of hearing, finding as I do that is more elegant to feign this handicap than to admit that I have heard some vulgar sound”
Joseph Roth, The Emperor's Tomb

“As the days dwindled towards the end of the week I knew only one thing: I couldn't return to our old life.

Haroon had taken Honour and Al with him,”
Ruth Ahmed, When Ali Met Honour

H.S. Crow
“Moonless nights haunt me. They evoke remembrances of a carefree life when I dreamed without doubt to what my future could be. I yearn for a time when my mother’s tree swayed beneath the dusk like an amber sea, but the past is locked without a key. Never to return—only flee”
H.S. Crow