Time appears to rush by without any concern for its impact upon you.
Repeated enough times even the most obvious obnoxious lies become to seem like the truth.
The aim of demanding quick responses or decisions is to limit time to consider options.
Speed is the whip of humanity. Speed is the enemy of the spirit. It whizzes through wisdom, tramples thought, and, instead, manufactures reflexes. It stabs art. It stifles friendship. Courtesy is no more where it reigns. It substitutes tension for attention. And kills enjoyment
A day can pass as A day , A second, A year ... Thousands of years
The major cost in life is the time wasted that can't possibly ever be replaced.
Over a lifetime there are vast amounts of available time that on analysis are wasted.
Time on the surface doesn't seem to cost anything, where in fact time costs a lifetime.
Unlike a good wine knowledge or information doesn't age well, soon becoming obsolete or less valuable with the passing of time.
Und wer die Zeit der Menschen besitzt, der hat unbegrenzte Macht!
Maximizing time doesn't mean rushing around like there is no tomorrow.
The flow of time stops for no one. Once a moment passes, you cannot go back and change it. Not with science, not with divine interventions.
We experience time by perceiving, through our senses, things that change. In a completely stationary world, the concept of time will not have any meaning.
Photons that travel at the speed of light must have no concept of time.
The most profound property of time is that nothing lasts forever. At the same time, time itself is probably eternal. Now, isn’t that a paradox to ponder over?
What started time? And how much time did that unknown phenomenon take to start time?
I guess my cognitive abilities and withering brain plasticity cannot grasp the placement of time as a dimension in an equally difficult-to-grasp theory of relativity.
Whereever we go, whatever we earn the time we waste can never return The mistakes we've made are now to burn into the bonfire of guilt and wrongdoing Will we ever learn to stop pursuing those temptations of life that minds are wooing?
To start succeeding in a specific area you need fucking huge action to take… to invest time… less eating… less sleep… less time wasting…
And I am forty-nine and getting old and soon it will be too late for all the things I know nothing of but which torment me in the middle of the night and here now in this place which is supposed to be a comfort and a solace. I am lonely and hungry and I have never breathed a word of this to anyone. Nobody knows or cares. I don't want anyone to know or care.
