Tracy Kidder Quotes

Time stays, we go.

What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!

Tomorrow exists even though I may not exist in it.

I don't want to be something that just comes and goes.

Nothing is forever, but history is forever.

The present is the funeral of the past, And man the living sepulchre of life.

I know simply that the sky will last longer than I.

Nothing that was real ever died, only names, forms, and illusions.

The ruins of time build mansions in eternity.

Time, which alone makes the reputation of men, ends by making their defects respectable.

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.

Time is but the shadow of the world upon the background of Eternity.

Time marks us while we are marking time.

Our time on Earth is so random.

Nothing cannot exist forever.

Time is long but life is short.

Time is death.

Lies here food for the worms yet the work shall not be lost.

History contains heroes, but no one is a hero entirely, and no one is a hero for very long.

In a way, the whole tangible universe itself is a vast residue, a skeleton of countless lives that have germinated in it and have left it, leaving behind them only a trifling, infinitesimal part of their riches.

Words have a longevity that I do not have.

It ends all things: birds, trees, flowers, mountain tops, and business; it grinds stones to sand, and as terrible as it is, and it's the most beautiful thing we have in our lives - time.

Everything that has name and form must begin in time, exist in time, and end in time. These are settled doctrines of the Vedanta, and as such the heavens are given up.

Now, helpless in the hollow of An unarmorial age, a trough Of smoke in slow suspended skeins Above their scrap of history, Only an attitude remains: Time has transfigured them into Untruth. The stone finality They hardly meant has come to be Their final blazon, and to prove Our almost-instinct almost true: What will survive of us is love.