Quotes about Time
                        Did not he, then, who, if he had died at that time, would have died in all his glory, owe all the great and terrible misfortunes into which he subsequently fell to the prolongation of his life at that time?
                    — Cicero
                        
                
                        Potential has a shelf life.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        You don't look back along time but down through it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        But the adjectives change," said Jimmy. "Nothing's worse than last year's adjectives.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        Live in the present, make the most of it, it's all you've got.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        I'm fine, said Pilar, for the moment. And the moment is the only time we can be fine in.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        While in a vintage restaurant...the past isn't quaint while you're in it. Only at a safe distance, later, when you see it as decor, not as the shape your life's been squeezed into.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        The hands reaching in among the leaves and spines were once my mother's. I've passed them on. Decades ahead, you'll study your own temporary hands, and you'll remember. Don't cry, this is what happens.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        The bell that measures time is ringing.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        For years I wanted to be older, and now I am.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        The stains on the mattress. Like dried flower petals. Not recent. Old love; there's no other kind of love in this room now.
                    — Margaret Atwood
                        
                
                        He's a young man, my own age or a little older, which is young for a man although not for a woman, as at my age a woman is an old maid but a man is not an old bachelor until he's fifty, and even then there's still hope for the ladies, as Mary Whitney used to say.
                    — Margaret Atwood