Best 59 quotes in «wasted time quotes» category

The greatest time wasted, is the time getting started.

Lack of genius never held anyone back. Only time wasted on resentment and daydreaming can do that.

time wasted is not always a waste of time.

Wasting time with the wrong person is just time wasted.

Time goes by so fast and worry is really wasted time and energy.

Time wasted is a theft from God.

Wasting time in a relationship that blows is just that - wasted time.

We are condemned to kill time, thus we die bit by bit. - Octavio Paz The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.

Your reality is yours. Stop wasting time looking at someone else's reality while doing nothing about yours.

A blink of an eye is what separates you from reality.

Across my life only one work will be written: "waste" _ waste of love, waste of talent, waste of enterprise.

We told him to get on with it. We liked wasting time, but almost nothing was more annoying than having our wasted time wasted on something not worth wasting it on.

And now, for something completely the same: Wasted time and wasted breath, 's what I'll make, until my death. Helping people 'd be as good, but I wouldn't, if I could. For the few that help deserve, have no need, or not the nerve, help from strangers to accept, plus from mine a few have wept. Wept from joy, or from despair, or just from my vengeful stare. Ways I have, to look at stupid, make them see I am not Cupid. Make them see they are in error, for of truth I am a bearer. Most decide I'm just a bear, mauling at them, - like I care.

A real value of our lives is in how we use our time as we journey from the womb to the tomb. A great difference between the womb and the tomb is the w and the t! Wasted time! We waste great and precious time as we journey from the womb to the tomb; in the end, we remember the w and the t in a simple statement of regret, 'had I known' ! The wasted time!

Every second wasted might have saved a life.

children spend their time for they think they have more time; adults cry over their time for they see they have less time

Already, in the last few decades, you have realized the utter futility of of encumbering yourselves with superfluous possessions that have no useful virtue, but which, for various sentimental reasons, you continue to hoard, thus lessening your life's efficiency by using for it time and attention that should have been applied to the practical work of life's accomplishments. (The Miracle of the Lily - 1928)

He dreamed of deserts and great empty cities and imagined he could feel the minutes and hours of his life running through him, as though he were nothing but an hourglass of flesh and bone.

He’s completely blown through his younger years like his childhood was one big cigarette to smoke carelessly.

I am tired of undressing to no comment, years and years of youth wasted to the particles in the air.

I don't believe in worrying. It's a waste of energy.

In a strange way, I envied the quality of Morrie's time even as I lamented its diminishing supply. Why did we bother with all the distractions we did?

I remembered that once, as a child, I was filled with wonder, that I had marveled at tri-folded science projects, encyclopedias, and road atlases. I left much of that wonder somewhere back in Baltimore. Now I had the privilege of welcoming it back like a long-lost friend, though our reunion was laced with grief; I mourned over all the years that were lost. The mourning continues. Even today, from time to time, I find myself on beaches watching six-year-olds learn to surf, or at colleges listening to sophomores slip from English to Italian, or at cafés seeing young poets flip though "The Waste Land," or listening to the radio where economists explain economic things that I could've explored in my lost years, mourning, hoping that I and all my wonder, my long-lost friend, have not yet run out of time, though I know that we all run out of time, and some of us run out of it faster.

I esteem his understanding and subtlety highly, but I consider that they have been put to ill use in the greater part of his work, where the author studies things of little use... {Writing about Isaac Newton}

I waste so much time sleeping. And time is of all losses the most irrecuperable, for it can never be redeemed.

I would bear it for her if I could. People say that and hardly mean it. I, however, do mean it. But time given to wishing for what can't be is not only spent, but wasted, and for all that we waste we shall be accountable.

Let no body lie you that there is a future other than a moment you are able to walk and talk.

Like dying cells of beatless hearts I'm cold I wasted years in promised lands they sold

Many lives are wasted by just waiting for something good to come from the horizon instead of going to the horizon and finding something good over there!

Every thought, every action, every statement should have meaning.

It is true that you may have lost some time in the past. You may have allowed your life melt away with your time, but the good news is that you still have the future.

She had to defend him in order to defend herself. That was why people were so prickly about their partners, even their ex-partners. To admit that Duncan wasn't up to much was to own up publicly to the terrible waste of time, and terrible lapses in judgment and taste. She had stuck up for Spandau Ballet in just the same way at school, even after she had stopped liking them.

I was afraid to be confident for a long time. I had to quit second guessing everything because I worried so much about being wrong or worse, offending anyone. It was never intentional, but I wasted far too much energy and time holding myself back.

{She} considered mentioning...how she, to, was all alone. But it didn't matter. So many stupid ways to live and die. She felt a shift inside herself at the thought, a letting go...she had reached a limit now and was moving into something new.

Over a lifetime there are vast amounts of available time that on analysis are wasted.

The forms are many in which the unchanging seeks relief from its formlessness.

The night has already turned on that imperceptible pivot where two A.M. changes to six A.M. You know this moment has come and gone, but you are not yet willing to concede that you have crossed the line beyond which all is gratuitous damage and the palsy of unraveled nerve endings. Somewhere back there you could have cut your losses, but your rode past that moment on a comet trail of white powder and now you are trying to hang on to the rush.

Solace, is having the same company for years, while being seen as a stranger. Here, only a fool would think he had the luxury of friends.

There are far too many people that waste their time telling themselves that they don’t have enough time.

There will never be a point in my life where it is acceptable to waste time.

Time flies, whether you’re wasting it or not.

Time is like the fan, if you keep enjoying its comfortable air without using it distinctively, you shall surely feel its true and real hotness when it stops its cool and refreshing air

Wasting time on timing stuff is a good way to save time from being wasted on other pointless activities like writing, reading, and sleeping.

Wasting time over wasted time is just more wasted time...

We are wasting time. Time wastes itself. Who are we to float in its way?

When dreams become more important than reality, you give up travel, building, creating; you even forget how to repair the machines left behind by your ancestors. You just sit living and reliving other lives left behind in the thought records. -- Vina, "The Menagerie" ("The Cage"), Star Trek, 1966

When you are on a time bound purposeful journey, rest is not just idleness but wastefulness.

Whereever we go, whatever we earn the time we waste can never return The mistakes we've made are now to burn into the bonfire of guilt and wrongdoing Will we ever learn to stop pursuing those temptations of life that minds are wooing?

Whether you need to remember the past or not, It changes nothing but gives the best choice for the future that makes You always to remember your past.

The longer I live the more I see that I am never wrong about anything, and that all the pains I have so humbly taken to verify my notions have only wasted my time.