#passing

My own time is passing fast enough without some national game to help it along. ↗

— Andy Rooney

#enough #fast #game #help #my own

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

#fallen-nations #futility #inevitability #knowledge #learning

Sure, everything is ending," Jules said, "but not yet. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#change #time-passing #youth #change

That’s a funny thing: you think, when awful things happen, everything else just stops, like you would forget to pee and eat and get thirsty, but it’s not really true. It’s like you and your body are two separate things, like your body is betraying you, chugging on, idiotic and animal, craving water and sandwiches and bathroom breaks while your world falls apart. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#life #time-passing #change

All through the night, like the tumult of a river when it races between the cliffs of a canyon, in my sleep I could hear the steady roar of the passing army. ↗

— Richard Harding Davis

#between #canyon #cliffs #could #hear

In every person, there is a doer and a devil. With every passing days, the doer dies and a devil has to rise. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#devil #life #passing-days #person #death

Do we kill time, or does time ultimately kill us? ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#killing-time #time-passing #weary #death

Excerpt: Paradox – Bound By Blood. The hands on a clock never falter, not for a second. One day ends; and a new begins. If there was one thing on this earth that could be counted on, it was that. Time never paused to mourn the dead. That particular privilege is allotted to the living. It is for the survivor to mourn, bury the dead, and leave the rest to the earth. That is the way of it – the way of death - and the misery it leaves behind. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#mourn #time-passing #death

Might there come a time When we stand over a grave And mourn ourselves? Mourn the past, a previous life? Shall we weep for the passing of time? Shall we grieve for unfulfilled dreams? In my naivety; in my belief In immortal youth, I sleep walk through life. Someone... wake me up. Please. Wake me up. ↗

— Samantha Young

#immortality #mourn #passing #reflection #sleep

The lives of all people flow through time, and, regardless of how brutal one moment may be, how filled with grief or pain or fear, time flows through all lives equally. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#grief #pain #time #time-passing #equality