Pero siempre hay tiempo de cambiar. Siempre hay tiempo. Hasta que ya no hay.
It is time to demolish the biologically toxic Mauna Kea Observatories (MKO).
No one willingly turns his thought back to the past, unless all his acts have been submitted to the censorship of his conscience, which is never deceived; he who has ambitiously coveted, proudly scorned, recklessly conquered, treacherously betrayed, greedily seized, or lavishly squandered, must needs fear his own memory.
Esiste qualcosa di eterno? Qualcosa che possiamo seppellire in noi così profondamente da non poterlo più strisciare da nessuno schermo; qualcosa che riesca a conservarsi indenne nonostante il tempo, il rumore, l'incuria, gli attacchi? Gli andrebbe bene anche una cosa piccola, anche triste. Gli andrebbe bene anche se non fosse sua. Gli basterebbe sapere che esiste.
The prison of time is truly fascinating; the decisions you wish you could undo played a part in bringing you here and empowering you to wish they could be undone.
The most painful moments make us truly want to escape from time, but the most profound joy rarely makes us hold on to time forever.
The smart phone is a really amazing device, but it is a bad idea to hold one next to your brain for extended periods of time.
Time keeps me going.
Time and effort can get you anything you want in the world. But nothing in the world can get you more time.
But those who forget the past, neglect the present, and fear for the future have a life that is very brief and troubled; when they have reached the end of it, the poor wretches perceive too late that for such a long while they have been busied in doing nothing.
It is disappointing to witness the corporate government disability system letting massive numbers of sickened people down during their greatest time of need.
People get a lot of time to waste and a little to invest.
Time is relative. It is both arriving and passing away.
Two o’clock was missing.
It made the air heavy and the sky appear frozen, as if the town were being forced to slow down until the next hour.
There’s a kind of time travel in letters, isn’t there? I imagine you laughing at my small joke; I imagine you groaning; I imagine you throwing my words away. Do I have you still? Do I address empty air and the flies that will eat this carcass? You could leave me for five years, you could return never—and I have to write the rest of this not knowing.
And everyone is alive, somewhere in time.
Understanding that time is limited helps to motivate the use of each moment to the best advantage to achieve things of value.
Nothing is older than time. There is nothing newer than the present moment.
The right thing at the right time only happens when we stop searching for the right time, everything becomes right when we decide to make it right, time never decides the choice & determination factor, it just moves on.
