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“The most beautiful women in the world are the ones that can stand as rivals on the battlefield of love, yet they can still see each other’s pain. They can set down their swords for only just a moment to acknowledge the beauty of the warrior that stands before them—the passion, the fearlessness and the relentless fire that never gives up. It is in this moment that we learn that it is not the man that sees the worth of the hearts torn by battle in his honor; it is the women who have suffered for so long. Two women that can “see�� clearly the worth of the other, even while they grow weary from their wounds is the only kind of beauty that matters. For if there wasn’t two worthy opponents there would be no war in love.”
― Shannon L. Alder

“I was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years.”
― Bernard M. Baruch

“Over the years, I learned to smile or laugh when I was supposed to. I kept my true self hidden; I did not need to unleash my pain on the world around me. Instead, I taught myself to ignore it. I did not realize that the pain was eating away at my soul.”
― J.D. Stroube

“Cathy, don't look so defeated. She was only trying to put us down
again.
Maybe nothing did work out right for her, but that doesn't mean we are
doomed. Let's go forth tomorrow with no great expectations of finding
perfection. Then, expecting only a small share of happiness, we won't
be disappointed."
If a little hill of happiness would satisfy Chris, good for him. But
after all these years of striving, hoping, dreaming, longing-I wanted a
mountain high! A hill wasn't enough. From this day forward, I vowed
to myself, I was in control of my life. Not fate, not
God, not even Chris was ever again going to tell me what to do, or
dominate me in any way. From this day forward, I was my own person, to
take what I would, when I would, and I would answer only to myself. I'd
been kept prisoner, held captive by greed. I'd been betrayed,
deceived, tied to, used, poisoned ... but all that was over now.”
― V.C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic

“Abiding love that has endured the years—that we see only rarely. When we do, we’re only too glad to ferry the couple together.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, The Buried Giant

“In times like these I always cheered myself up with a certain story. I forgot just when I first heard it, or who I heard it from... but, back when I was young it would cheer me up when I was feeling depressed. Basically, you think of life in terms of a single 24 hour day. So if you take the average human lifespan, to be around 72 years, then dividing that by 24... that comes to 3 years per hour. Meaning, that if you were 18 it'd only be 6 AM! 6 in the morning is nothing! Schools aren't even open by then! It's only been a couple of hours before sunrise, the day's just begun! So if you're 18, you can still fix you life by then! In fact even if you were 30 year old, that's still only 10 AM! The sun's still high, and there's still 2 hours until noon! You still have the whole afternoon to fix your life! You could still make something of yourself. I've always been thinking that, but... I'm now 45 years old! 45 divided by 3 is 15 meaning, that the time 3PM! Ring Ring Ring! I can hear the clock, ringing in my mind! There's only 2 hours before work is over at 5PM! I can't redo anything, it's almost time to go home already.”
― Nobuyuki Fukumoto, Saikyō Densetsu Kurosawa 9

“...what still blew them all away was time itself, the days and months and the years, oh yes, the years. They went faster than anything man had the capacity to invent, so fast that for a while they fooled you into thinking they were slow, and was there any crueler trick than that?”
― Michael Koryta, So Cold the River

“When the years are dying in the arms of your life,
the earth is in pain moving around the sun.”
― Munia Khan

“Do you know? He says. "I feel I've known you for years, not ninety minutes.”
― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas

“And right now he was feeling the weight of all those losses, and the weight of the years that were behind him, and the weight of the ones that were still ahead, however many there might be �� three or four, twenty or thirty, maybe more.”
― Tom Perrotta, The Leftovers

“You grieve at first. And then slowly, with the yawning of the years, the disappeared gets scraped from your memory, the way your flesh can be peeled from your limbs. It's very harsh and extremely painful. But it gets done, square inch-by-square inch. Until, the skin that is your memory gets completely scarred and numbed. You live. The disappeared is detached from the dermis of remembering. And that is what is known as moving on.”
― Psyche Roxas-Mendoza The Unlamented

“Authors must spend months, years making fantasy believable in a single work while reality runs rampant and complete chaos elsewhere.”
― Don Roff

“Imani huchukua miaka mingi kuijenga lakini sekunde chache kuibomoa.”
― Enock Maregesi

“It takes a week to write a book, but it takes years to write a good one.”
― M.F. Moonzajer, LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS

“Seventy years of life is nothing in front of a single day of death”
― Munia Khan

“Memory's got nothing to do with years. You remember what you remember.”
― Ian McEwan

“Die Jahre, die man auf dem Buckel hatte, waren zu nichts mehr nutze: Man brauchte sie ungelebt, einen ganzen Vorrat davon. Denn je älter man wurde, desto mehr Dinge gingen zu Bruch.”
― Ali Shaw, The Girl With Glass Feet

“There would be times in the years to come when he ( Murphy ) would accompany me back and forth between the two worlds I'd come to know. Other times, Yipes would venture out over the water, and even Matilda came along once. There were loads of clothes and seeds and jars of honey and other such things cramping our space, and children of every age moving between the pillars and The Land of Elyon. And always, always, there was Marco at the pedals, helping guide the way across the Lonely Sea. I have yet to venture off the course that was set for me by Sir Alistair Wakefield, but I see certain things on the old maps that make me curious. Are there other places to explore, somewhere in the immeasurable reaches of the Lonely Sea? Maybe my own children or their children will find these strange spots on the map. My way is set an in stone, and I don't feel the need to veer off any longer. It has taken many days of searching and fighting, but in the end I have found what I was looking for. I have found my way home.”
― Patrick Carman, Stargazer

“Those minute seconds, flip minutes into hours; hours turn into days, weeks, years, and all these happen in a fraction of a life; placed meagerly, amid this endless Universe.”
― Aniruddha Sastikar

“The fifties is a decade when every year is markedly different from the one before and after. That doesn't happen every decade. 1983 isn't that much different from 1986. But 1953 is very different from 1956.”
― Sara Sheridan

“I don't have what it takes to inspire someone to become a "worldly" musician or rapper! I can't use the power God gave me yesterday to work against the Kingdom God set up many years ago!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

“Life isn't about the years you lived. It is about how you lived.”
― Tanushree Podder

“Minutes turn into hours 
that add up to days 
amounting to weeks 
that become  months 
melting into years
accumulating for decades
to pile up for centuries
and ultimately form minutes again��
just on a grander, divine scale.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“The years are going by us like huge birds, whom Doom and Destiny and the schemes of God have frightened up out of some old gray marsh.”
― Lord Dunsany, A Dreamer's Tales

“Decide. What you want? Life full of years or Years full of life. NOW.”
― Vikrmn, Guru with Guitar

“If you were destined to be a poet, then you won't brainstorm for lines that rhymes. If you were destined to be a celebrity, then you shouldn't start searching for fans. If you are truly a god, then let others worship you!”
― Michael Bassey Johnson