William Gibson Quotes

The notion of time bothers me. You look at thirty-year-old photographs and realize how the time has passed.

I think for all of us, as we age, there are always a few moments when you are shocked.

Our memory is and always will be as good as time travel gets, and in the meantime time will do the travelling for us.

She had learned, in her life, that time lived inside you. You are time, you breathe time. When she'd been young, she'd had an insatiable hunger for more of it, though she hadn't understood why. Now she held inside her a cacophony of times and lately it drowned out the world. The apple tree was still nice to lie near. They peony, for its scent, also fine. When she walked through the woods (infrequently now) she picked her way along the path, making way for the boy inside to run along before her. It could be hard to choose the time outside over the time within.

If it seems like I've been lost in 'lets remember', If it seems I'm gettin' older and missin' my younger days, well you shoulda known me much better, cause the past is something that never got in my way.

Fifty years," I hackneyed, "is a long time." "Not when you're looking back at them," she said. "You wonder how they vanished so quickly.

I don't know why it is, but sometimes I feel like I'm 60. It's like I've been around for a long time. I felt that way even when I was 8.

The great disadvantage of getting older is to be obliged to relive the salient economic events of one's youth, with nothing learned and nothing forgotten.

Certainly, for time out of mind, an obsessive dwelling on happier former days has been synonymous with getting older, while it was the juvenescent who rushed with open arms to embrace the future.

There is always some specific moment when we become aware that our youth is gone; but, years after, we know it was much later.

I remember when I was younger I used to sing that Beatles song, 'When I'm 64', and think that's light years away for me - I was 18 when it came out. Now here I am.

It's almost mind-boggling how time flies.

I can't believe I'm 29. Where did the years go? Why did the years go?

I suppose playing an older man is a way of preparing myself for getting older.

Live both in the future and the past. Who does not live in the past does not live in the future.

[M]emory is time folding back on itself. To remember is to disengage from the present.

They would grow old. They would forget me.

We always feel younger than we are. I carry inside myself my earlier faces, as a tree contains its rings. The sum of them is me. The mirror sees only my latest face, while I know all my previous ones.

Life is short. Time is short. As we get older, time does quicken. It's long, and it's long pertaining to that thought, that the past is not done with you because you can't rid of it.

We move through time like a man in a rowboat, looking back even as we move forward.

The past is the place we view the present from as much as the other way around.

It's funny, when you're a child you think time will never go by, but when you hit about twenty, time passes like you're on the fast train to Memphis. I guess life just slips up on everybody. It sure did on me.

It's very odd, being older, because in a way it's hard to own the past, even.

You can almost measure where you are in life by the degree to which you have begun looking back rather than ahead.

Our bodies are the time machine.