200+ Best Time-Travel Quotes And Sayings

Our lives are so busy and full of distractions, that it’s easy to get caught up in the minutiae of life. We often take for granted how precious time really is, and forget that it passes just as quickly as it comes. Every day we move through the hours like sand through an hourglass. Life can pass you by in a second, but when you slow down to take notice, you can appreciate it more Read more

All the better to remember what matters in life, right? This collection of quotes about time-travel will help you remind yourself of the beauty and wonder of everyday.

Know that love is truly timeless.
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Know that love is truly timeless. Mary M. Ricksen
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Do you think we can be friends?” I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. “Probably not, but we can pretend. Priya Ardis
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Vane grabbed me. “DuLac, let’s chat.” British-speak for “Stand still while I yell at you. Priya Ardis
People assume that time is a strict progression of cause...
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People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but *actually* from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff. Steven Moffat
I am charging you with the protection of my mother...
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I am charging you with the protection of my mother and friends, not to mention keeping my younger self off the Internet. He is as dangerous as Opal. Eoin Colfer
I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I...
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I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem. Diana Gabaldon
Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile,...
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Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile, love?”“ You whacked me on the head with a ball! ”“ You deserved it. Priya Ardis
I caught his hand. “What do you want me to...
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I caught his hand. “What do you want me to do?” Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. “Tomorrow, I need you to die. Priya Ardis
He’d used the amulet to read my thoughts again. I...
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He’d used the amulet to read my thoughts again. I pictured smacking him in the face. Priya Ardis
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I noticed him right away. No, it wasn’t his lean, rugged face. Or the dark waves of shiny hair that hung just a little too long on his forehead. It wasn’t the slim, collarless biker jacket he wore, hugging his lean shoulders. It was the way he stood. The confident way he waited in the cafeteria line to get a slice of pizza. He didn’t saunter. He didn’t amble. He stood at the center, and let the other people buzz around him. His stance was straight and sure. . Priya Ardis
Rough palms cradled my face while my fingers gripped the...
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Rough palms cradled my face while my fingers gripped the pillow on either side of his. Lips, teeth, tongue, mingled together. I ate him up and didn’t let go until I had to come up for air. Priya Ardis
Gentle he would be, denied he would not.
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Gentle he would be, denied he would not. Diana Gabaldon
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When I am out there, in time, I am inverted, changed into a desperate version of myself. I become a thief, a vagrant, an animal who runs and hides. I startle old women and amaze children. I am a trick, an illusion of the highest order, so incredible that I am actually true. Audrey Niffenegger
Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an...
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Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel. Priya Ardis
I tell you all the time, you will never be...
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I tell you all the time, you will never be able to replace me with a brass and steam contraption. Maeve Alpin
What I know about love, I can write on the...
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What I know about love, I can write on the head of a matchstick. Barbara Avon
You are every missing part of me.
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You are every missing part of me. Barbara Avon
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Speranța e doar în infinitul posibilităților. Alexandru Lamba
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How little we have, I thought, between us and the waiting cold, the mystery, death--a strip of beach, a hill, a few walls of wood or stone, a little fire--and tomorrow's sun, rising and warming us, tomorrow's hope of peace and better weather . What if tomorrow vanished in the storm? What if time stood still? And yesterday--if once we lost our way, blundered in the storm--would we find yesterday again ahead of us, where we had thought tomorrow's sun would rise? . Robert Nathan
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Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge, with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me, and gives the time it calls. Nithin Purple