Years - Quotes
The quality of one`s emotional life changes over the years [...], but the basic instincts and desires, greed and hope, seem to remain constant.
If someone said three years from now
You`d be long gone
I`d stand up and punch them out
`Cause they`re all wrong
I know better
`Cause you said forever
And ever
Who knew.
Although Nature needs thousands or millions of years to create a new species, man needs only a few dozen years to destroy one.
When you come to look into this argument from design, it is a most astonishing thing that people can believe that this world, with all the things that are in it, with all its defects, should be the best that omnipotence and omniscience have been able to produce in millions of years.
"Well, I don`t think rocks would be very interesting to God," I said. "They just sit on the ground and erode." "You think that way because you are unable to see the storm of activity at the rock`s molecular level or the level beneath that, and so on. And you are limited by your perception of time. If you watched a rock your entire life it would never look different. But if you were God and could observe the rock over fifteen billion years as though only a second had passed, the rock would be frantic with activity. It would be shrinking and growing and trading matter with its environment. Its molecules would travel the universe and become a partner to amazing things that we could never imagine. By contrast, the odd collection of molecules that make a human being will stay in that arrangement for less time than it takes the universe to blink.
I`ve been in love with the same woman for forty-one years. If my wife finds out, she`ll kill me.
You can measure the happiness of a marriage by the number of scars that each partner carries on their tongues, earned from years of biting back angry words.
Children were pretty things at three years old; but began to be great plagues at six, and were quite intolerable at ten.
When we recognize our place in an immensity of light years and in the passage of ages; when we grasp the intricacy, beauty and subtlety of life, then that soaring feeling, that sense of elation and humility combined, is surely spiritual.
We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year`s Day.
It simply makes sense that I should miss my parents more than they miss me, especially when you consider that they only loved me for thirteen years while I loved them for my entire life.
There`s always a moment when you start to fall out of love, whether it`s with a person or an idea or a cause, even if it`s one you only narrate to yourself years after the event: a tiny thing, a wrong word, a false note, which means that things can never be quite the same again.