Quotes to inspire and reflect

Timeliness is best in all matters.

There are times when sense may be unseasonable, as well as truth.

I think time is a merciless thing. I think life is a process of burning oneself out and time is the fire that burns you. But I think the spirit of man is a good adversary.

We take no note of time / But from its loss.

lime bears away all things, even the mind.

Time moves slowly, but passes quickly.

Time is a wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth.

No preacher is listened to but Time, which gives us the same train and turn of thought that elder people have in vain tried to put into our heads before.

Great Time makes all things dim.

Time is a kindly God.

Time is like an enterprising manager always bent on staging some new and surprising production, without knowing very well what it will be.

Time is that in which all things pass away.

Both in thought and in feeling, even though time be real, to realise the unimportance of time is the gate of wisdom.

Time, which changes people, does not alter the image we have retained of them.

l ime heals griefs and quarrels, for we change and are no longer the same persons.

In theory one is aware that the earth revolves, but in practice one does not perceive it, the ground upon which one treads seems not to move, and one can live undisturbed. So it is with Time in one’s life.

Time flies apace—we would fain believe that everything flies forward with it.

When one day is like all the others, then they are all like one; complete uniformity would make the longest life seem short, and as though it had stolen away from us unawares.

Time is the rider that breaks youth.

The most intractable of our experiences is the experience of Time—the intuition of duration, combined with the thought of perpetual perishing.

Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.

Most of the methods for measuring the lapse of time have, I believe, been the contrivance of monks and religious recluses, who, finding time hang heavy on their hands, were at some pains to see how they got rid of it.

God Himself chasteneth not with a rod but with time.

The laws of science do not distinguish between the past and the future.

Time was rushing around me like water around a big wet rock. The only difference is, I was not so

Time deals gently only with those who take it gently.

Time is the continuous loop, the snakeskin with scales endlessly overlapping without beginning or end, or time is an ascending spiral if you will, like a child’s toy Slinky.

The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from a distant friendly party, but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.

Time is a Test of Trouble— / But not a Remedy— / If such it prove, it prove too / There was no Malady—.

Time heals nothing—which should make us better able to minister.

Time! the Corrector where our judgments err, / The test of Truth, Love—sole philosopher, / For all beside are sophists.

Time is the only true purgatory.

The ruins of Time build mansions in Eternity.

Time lost is time when we have not lived a full human life, time unenriched by experience, creative endeavor, enjoyment and suffering.

Since time is the one immaterial object which we cannot influence—neither speed up nor slow down, add to nor diminish—it is an imponderably valuable gift.

Time in his aging overtakes all things alike.

A man often pays dear for a small frugality.

Time brings all things to pass.

Expense, and great expense, may be an essential part of true economy.

Men do not realize how great an income thrift is.

Economy is a distributive virtue, and consists not in saving but in selection.

I am money’s medium. It passes through me— taxes, insurance, mortgage, child support, rent, legal fees. All this dignified blundering costs plenty.

Men are divided between those who are as thrifty as if they would live forever, and those who are as extravagant as if they were going to die the next day.

A bluff taken seriously is more useful than a serious threat interpreted as a bluff.

Things thought too long can be no longer thought, / For beauty dies of beauty, worth of worth, / And ancient lineaments are blotted out.

A man’s thinking goes on within his consciousness in a seclusion in comparison with which any physical seclusion is an exhibition to public view.

The essence of thought, as the essence of life, is growth.

It is so easy for people to have sympathy with suffering. It is so difficult for them to have sympathy with thought.