#time

Sometimes people offer you plays, they offer you parts, but they only offer it because I'm famous. ↗

— Chris Rock

#famous #i #offer #only #parts

To love is to lose; to live is to die. Yet the stream never ceases motion, nor the wind upon the auburn leaves of autumn, nor the tide upon the crags of the north shore. The dunes move far too fast to breathe, and the sun falls below the horizon far too fast to see. Yet perhaps time itself may yet cease, if only for a moment. ↗

— Aaron Fonzi

#time #love

It's about more than us, now, can't you see? I love you, of course I do, but some things...some things just have to be done. ↗

— Natasha Farrant

#love-story #resistance #starcrossed #wartime #love

I delight to come to my bearings,—not walk in procession with pomp and parade, in a conspicuous place, but to walk even with the Builder of the universe, if I may,—not to live in this restless, nervous, bustling, trivial Nineteenth Century, but stand or sit thoughtfully while it goes by. What are men celebrating? They are all on a committee of arrangements, and hourly expect a speech from somebody. God is only the president of the day, and Webster is his orator. I love to weigh, to settle, to gravitate toward that which most strongly and rightfully attracts me;—not hang by the beam of the scale and try to weigh less,—not suppose a case, but take the case that is ↗

— Henry David Thoreau

#simplicity #timelessness #love

Stand before his grave and use your gift of breath to complain of your limited time. If you dare. ↗

— Lois McMaster Bujold

#death #life #time #ungratefulness #death

It is almost startling to hear this warning of departed time sounding among the tombs, and telling the lapse of the hour, which, like a billow, has rolled us onward towards the grave. ↗

— Washington Irving

#death #grave #hour #ocean #time

Time is at once the most valuable and the most perishable of all our possessions. ↗

— John Randolph

#once #our #perishable #possessions #time

There are enough hours in a day to know that you are truly loved." ~R. Alan Woods [2013] ↗

— R. Alan Woods

#love #r-alan-woods #timeless #love

That if a thing is defined in contrast that's what life is, the shadow of death. So the mystery of death couldn't be the bad thing, because without it there wouldn't be life. The badness was life, just happening, as essential a part of the good as the good. And what was there to do but to take it as it comes and to hope, to hope constantly and carnally and with no time to lose. ↗

— Brian McGreevy

#carnally #constantly #death #essential #life

Why wait? So precious is this life—this gift—this temporary blindness. Burn and drown and embrace the false dark, then grasp the unthinkable height of resulting joy. For in the end, in the light of truth when the flesh is cast off, there is nothing but this. ↗

— Jennifer DeLucy

#encouragement #faith #finding-joy #growing-up #hard-times