I fancied my luck to be witnessing yet another full moon. True, I’d seen hundreds of full moons in my life, but they were not limitless. When one starts thinking of the full moon as a common sight that will come again to one’s eyes ad-infinitum, the value of life is diminished and life goes by uncherished. ‘This may be my last moon,’ I sighed, feeling a sudden sweep of sorrow; and went back to reading more of The Odyssey.
Roman PayneTag: life poetry nature time sorrow moon homer romanticism time-passing the-odyssey full-moon the-wanderess
Because with time blocking out the bad, memory is always bound to be a bit naive and stupidly optimistic.
Guy DelisleTag: memory time-passing
Our life is made up of time. Our days are measured in hours, our pay measured by those hours, our knowledge is measured by years. [...] And yet time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years and decades were being spent the best way they possibly could.
Cecelia AhernTag: time-passing
No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.
Haruki MurakamiTag: memories oblivion time-passing
Time has a funny way of airbrushing relationships, removing all the things that were wrong so when you look back it looks much better than it really was.
Alexandra PotterTag: time-passing
That’s a funny thing: you think, when awful things happen, everything else just stops, like you would forget to pee and eat and get thirsty, but it’s not really true. It’s like you and your body are two separate things, like your body is betraying you, chugging on, idiotic and animal, craving water and sandwiches and bathroom breaks while your world falls apart.
Lauren OliverTag: life change time-passing
The world had moved on and all that was over, done before fairly begun.
Stephen KingTag: life love time life-lessons time-passing
One's perception of time was relative to one's desire for its passage.
Beth FantaskeyTag: time time-passing
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train that I wanted to be on.
Jonathan Safran FoerTag: time-passing
Excerpt: Paradox – Bound By Blood.
The hands on a clock never falter, not for a second. One day ends; and a new begins. If there was one thing on this earth that could be counted on, it was that. Time never paused to mourn the dead. That particular privilege is allotted to the living. It is for the survivor to mourn, bury the dead, and leave the rest to the earth. That is the way of it – the way of death - and the misery it leaves behind.
Tag: death-and-dying time-passing mourn
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