Time Flies Quotes

“The bad news is time flies. The good news is you're the pilot." -”
― Michael Altshuler

“I blinked my eyes
and in an instant,
decades had passed.”
― John Mark Green, Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems

“There is never enough time to enjoy what you love.”
― Joyce Rachelle

“time flies so fast. day by day left us. with or without smiles, the new days will comes.”
― Nunki Artura

“horas volat (time flies)”
― Constantijn Huygens

“Time is the pivot of life activities. When you miss a second, you miss a time in your lifetime! Time is undoubtedly the greatest asset one can ever acquire. The ultimate and real time is in the mind. Time is thought and thought is time. To mind your time, mind your thought! To mind your life, mind your time!”
― Ernest Agyemang Yeboah

“Albert Einstein was never clear if he believed in time travel, but had he raised a toddler, he certainly would have.”
― Michael R French, Once Upon a Lie

“The schoolroom clock was worn raw by stares; and you couldn't look up at the big Puritanical face of it and not feel the countless years of young eyes reflected in it, urging it onwards. It was a dark, old spirit that didn't so much mark time as bequeath it.”
― Tod Wodicka, All Shall Be Well; And All Shall Be Well; And All Manner of Things Shall Be Well

“then suddenly one day he awake to find that time had gone; the house completed, the imortelle tree cut down, his mother dead.”
― Earl Lovelace

“Time is passing: not leaden stepping
But sprinting on winged feet,
Quick silver slipping by.”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“For fifteen years Mr. Polly was a respectable shopkeeper in Fishbourne. Years they were in which every day was tedious, and when they were gone it was as if they had gone in a flash.”
― H.G. Wells, The History of Mr. Polly

“It seemed time flies when you aren’t having fun.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“Time flies, it's true. But what kind of wings does it have, butterfly wings, bat wings, or eagle wings? None. It has the wings of a duck, which is why I'm surprised nobody in history has noticed that time also swims.”
― Jarod Kintz, Music is fluid, and my saxophone overflows when my ducks slosh in the sounds I make in elevators.

“We are aboard inside time, as it flies and never wear out”
― Ronnie Cornelisz

“Now that she had the diagnosis to explain her sense of reality, she sorted some of the chaotic jumble of thoughts and memories.

"I'd feel funny having 'daydreamed' my way through whole seasons," Jo said, "but then I'd hear someone say, 'Time flies,' or 'How did it get to be three o'clock already?' and I'd think that everyone was like me.”
― Joan Frances Casey, The Flock: The Autobiography of a Multiple Personality

“Time limits, make each moment count.”
― Martin Uzochukwu Ugwu

“Enjoy the moment. You won’t have it again.”
― Frank Sonnenberg, The Path to a Meaningful Life

“I think the worst sort of time travel is how the clock speeds up when I'm on my break.”
― Joyce Rachelle

“When I get back to the time we shared together it always fluctuates current feelings and mould them back to the same we shared back then.”
― Tarun Singh Thakur

“Kids are calling the 1990s the late 1900s. Just sayin.”
― Richie Norton

“Journal prompt: What would you regret about today when you wake up tomorrow? I would regret not appreciating the slowness that today was trying to gift me. I’m always so quick to want to leap into the new, that I often don’t give myself time to soak in the little things that make this moment right here so special. Then one day, though it’s always so hard to believe, I’ll likely think to myself (as I always do), how I miss this pace and all the things I’d give to live it again. So here it is… your reminder to take a little time to enjoy the quiet and the slow drip of time before everything as you know it right this second somehow melts into another, “where did this month go? It flew by!”.”
― Jacqueline Roche

“She was standing at the door, and the sheer visual delight, the sharp ache of happiness, something like the sight of fleeing moments of beauty that are so much a part of the life’s vanishing act, with its total absence of forever, filled him as usual with that greed, that tyrannical urge to seize, to keep and preserve and never lose again, which is perhaps how twenty thousand years ago the first image of an antelope came to be painted by an artist upon a rock. Then she put her blouse on and Time, the old robber baron, went by, carrying his loots away.”
― Romain Gary, The Gasp

“Ilf Time Never Flew by Stewart Stafford

If a horologist froze time at dusk,
And there was no day or night,
Or days, months, and years,
What then for Earth’s masters?

Winged time stilled in a bell jar,
A castaway preserved in aspic,
Or stickily-entombed in amber,
Statuesque life an infinite daymare.

Boredom creeping up slowly,
A lockdown without progress,
The horologist would thaw time,
Freeing reality’s ebb and flow.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“If Time Never Flew by Stewart Stafford

If a horologist froze time at dusk,
And there was no day or night,
Or days, months, and years,
What then for Earth’s masters?

Winged time stilled in a bell jar,
A castaway preserved in aspic,
Or stickily-entombed in amber,
Statuesque life an infinite daymare.

Boredom creeping up slowly,
A lockdown without progress,
The horologist would thaw time,
Freeing reality’s ebb and flow.

© Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Time flies so fast for those who can't fly.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Don't allow life to pass you by because you are afraid of looking stupid.”
― Richie Norton, The Power of Starting Something Stupid: How to Crush Fear, Make Dreams Happen, and Live without Regret

“Time's Magpies by Stewart Stafford

Time’s magpies swoop to taunt and rob,
And pluck out hair and gums carefree.
Opportunity and energy drained by mob,
As we duel pitiless reality.

The cat’s jowls swelled in uproar,
His gut sags and snarls with pain.
Feathery barbs of a matador,
Feline fleeing to copse again.

A younger cat enters the fight,
Ousting the aged tom.
Crown prince routs thieving flight,
A proud lion of dawn's sun.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“They had reached the top of a hill. Drogo turned back to look at the city against the light. Plumes of smoke were rising from roofs. He saw his own house in the distance. He identified the window of his room. It was probably open; the women were tidying up. They would strip the bed, put things away in the closet, then bolt the shutters. For months and months no one would enter, except for the patient dust and on sunny days faint streaks of light. There, shut up in darkness, would lie the little world of his boyhood. His mother would preserve it so that on his return he would find everything the same, enabling him to remain a boy in that room, even after his long absence. She was no doubt deluding herself; she believed she could preserve intact a happiness that had vanished forever, holding back the flight of time, so that when doors and windows were reopened at her son's return, things would revert to the way they were before.”
― Dino Buzzati, Il deserto dei Tartari

“Some hours are long and some days are short. Find time to cherish the small moments.”
― Juliette Rose Kerr, To Fill a Jar With Water

“My grandmother laughs. “You’ve heard the old saying—time flies when there’s an open bar.”
― Cassie-Ann L. Miller, Play Boy