Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

Time rushes by and yet time is frozen. Funny how we get so exact about time at the end of life and at its beginning. She died at 6:08 or 3:46, we say, or the baby was born at 4:02. But in between we slosh through huge swatches of time--weeks, months, years, decades even.

Six years-six little years-six drops of time.

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

The most understandable thing in the world should be how minutes lead to hours, how hours lead to days, how days can make a year. And yet, this neat progression can still be surprising.

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.

He spent six hours examining things, trying to find a difference from their appearance on the previous day in the hope of discovering in them some change that would reveal the passage of time.

Time never bears such moments on his wing as when he flies too swiftly to be marked.

The most important thing was that time had passed, pouring thousands of soothing seconds across the island. People need time to deal with the now before it runs away and becomes the then.

And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see', Quoth he, 'how the world wags: 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot.

Dor shook his head. “The phrase. What does it mean?” Sarah wondered if he was kidding. “Time flies? You know, like, time goes really fast and suddenly you’re saying goodbye and it’s like no time passed at all?” His eyes drifted. He liked it. “Time flies.” “With you,” she added.

That old bald cheater, Time.

The Christian icon is not the Stars and Stripes but a cross-flag, and its emblem is not a donkey, an elephant, or an eagle, but a slaughtered lamb.

Time is short and full, like an outgrown Frock - .

Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.

Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.

Time, as a river, hath brought down to us what is more light and superficial, while things more solid and substantial have been immersed.

life is long between the desire and the spasm.

Lord, how the day passes! It's like a life - so quickly when we don't watch it and so slowly when we do.

Religion is a smile on a dog.

Years were passing through the spaces between moments.

Time ... advances like the slowest tide, but retreats like the swiftest torrent.

What do years have to do with age?