“L’HorlogeHorloge! dieu sinistre, effrayant, impassible,Dont le doigt nous menace et nous dit: “Souviens-toi!Les vibrantes Douleurs dans ton coeur plein d’effroiSe planteront bientôt comme dans une cible;Le plaisir vaporeux fuira vers l’horizonAinsi qu’une sylphide au fond de la coulisse ;Chaque instant te dévore un morceau du déliceA chaque homme accordé pour toute sa saison.Trois mille six cents fois par heure, la SecondeChuchote: Souviens-toi! – Rapide, avec sa voixD’insecte, Maintenant dit: Je suis Autrefois,Et j’ai pompé ta vie avec ma trompe immonde!Remember! Souviens-toi, prodigue! Esto memor!(Mon gosier de métal parle toutes les langues.)Les minutes, mortel folâtre, sont des ganguesQu’il ne faut pas lâcher sans en extraire l’or!Souviens-toi que le Temps est un joueur avideQui gagne sans tricher, à tout coup! c’est la loi.Le jour décroît; la nuit augmente; souviens-toi!Le gouffre a toujours soif; la clepsydre se vide. Tantôt sonnera l’heure où le divin Hasard,Où l’auguste Vertu, ton épouse encor vierge,Où le repentir même (oh! la dernière auberge!),Où tout te dira: Meurs, vieux lâche! il est trop tard!”

“Do not leave the world a mediocre when you were born with the potentials for greatness. Do not die a failure when you were equipped with the capacity for success. Don’t die unrecognized and uncelebrated when you could have impacted the world with your potentials and left your footprint in the sand of time.”

“Like everyone else, you want to learn the way to win, but never to accept the way to lose, to accept defeat, to learn to die is to be liberated from it. So when tomorrow comes, you must free your ambitious mind, and learn the art of dying.”

“A time will come when either by reason of frailty or death, you will not be able to do the things that you can do now”

“All events and people you have cherished in the past, and all events and people that are yet to happen to you, exist at all times. This for sure beats the traditional concept of heaven!”

“Three things have a limited threshold:Time, pain, and death.While truth, love, and knowledge -Are boundless.Three things are neededFor humanity to co-exist:Truth, peace and basic needs.Everything else -Is irrelevant.”

“Hell was full of clocks, he was sure of it. There was no torment, after all, that could not be exacerbated by a contemplation of time passing. The large case clock at the end of the corridor had a particularly penetrating tick-tock, audiable above and through all the noises of the house. It seemed to Lord John Grey to echo his own heartbeats, each one a step on the road towards death.”

“Indeed, men who manage to defeat time by anxiously safeguarding their tomorrow, by not allowing it to stray anywhere from the past, have in effect conquered death itself.”

“Nox didn’t say a word. He waited, counting the seconds in his mind. Sometimes you counted bullets and sometimes you counted time. Either one could kill you.”

“You die in time to realize somethings aren’t worthwhile.”

“Time is always chipping away at our dreams. At the moment of death loss becomes complete.”

“Voglio solo dire che mi manca quel periodo, quello in mezzo. Quando inizi ad accorgerti di quanto tempo è passato, ma non ti chiedi ancora quanto ne resta.Cioè quello in cui le persone a cui tieni non hanno iniziato a morire.”

“Time says “Let there be”every moment and instantlythere is space and the radianceof each bright galaxy.And eyes beholding radiance.And the gnats’ flickering dance.And the seas’ expanse.And death, and chance.”

“Live a little or die a lot. The choice is hours.”