Jimmy Page Quotes

Time doesn't go. Time stays. We go.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.

We are seeing, then, that our experience is altogether momentary. From one point of view, each moment is so elusive and so brief that we cannot even think about it before it has gone. From another point of view, this moment is always here, since we know no other moment than the present moment. It is always dying, always becoming past more rapidly than imagination can conceive. Yet at the same time it is always being born, always new, emerging just as rapidly from that complete unknown we call the future. Thinking about it almost makes you breathless.

Time moves slowly, but passes quickly.

Time is the element that controls the consciousness, the very being of the people.

There's no present. There's only the immediate future and the recent past.

The faster you go, the shorter you are.

I can't believe we're in the middle of the fifth season, and if this is all there is, my God, it went fast.

The present hardly exists, after all-it becomes the past even as it happens. A tricky medium, time - and central to the concerns of fiction.

Life holds one great but quite commonplace mystery. Though shared by each of us and known to all, seldom rates a second thought. That mystery, which most of us take for granted and never think twice about, is time.

I have wondered about time all my life.

Our subjective experience of time is highly variable. We all know that days can pass like weeks and months can feel like years, and that the opposite can be just as true: A month or year can zoom by in what feels like no time at all.

It's almost mind-boggling how time flies.

One's relationship to time is complicated, and sometimes a day will drag on forever and sometimes it'll be over in a flash. When you look back, "I'm old," after 40 or 60 years, I can't believe I'm as old as I am.

That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly.

Is that all time is - our perception of how quickly it does or does not pass?

I've only been gone a week," I reminded him. Well, a week's a long time. It's seven days. Which is one hundred and sixty-eight hours. Which is ten thousand, eighty minutes. Which is six hundred thousand, for hundred seconds.

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

Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.

Because time isn't something that always proceeds at the same pace. It is we who determine how quickly time passes.

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.

Time is a funny thing. I was always puzzled with the way a single day could stretch itself out to the point of eternity in your mind, all while years melted down into the fraction of a second.

Years were passing through the spaces between moments.

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.