Time is so old and love so brief, love is pure gold and time a thief. We're late, darling, we're late, The curtain descends, everything ends, too soon, too soon.
When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love were not yet born.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the passage of time, highlighting the continuity of love and loss across generations.
Ogden Nash's quote poignantly captures the interplay of memory and time, illustrating how past experiences and relationships influence our present. It underscores the bittersweet nature of love, as we cherish those who have passed while acknowledging that there are many yet to come into our lives. The cyclical nature of life, symbolized by 'evening follows morn', reminds us of the ever-changing landscape of our relationships and the eternal cycle of love across generations.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
In a memorial speech, reflecting on loved ones who have passed while also celebrating new lives.
More from Ogden Nash
All quotes βI'm like a backward berry, Unripened on the vine, For all my friends are fifty, And I'm only forty-nine.
I do not like to get the news, because there has never been an era when so many things were going so right for so many of the wrong persons.
Here's a good rule of thumb; too clever is dumb.
Middle-age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.
Here's a toast to the roast that good fellowship lends, with the sparkle of beer and wine; May its sentiment always be deeper, my friends, than the foam at the top of the stein. Then here's to the heartening wassail, wherever good fellows are found; Be its master instead of its vassal, and order the glasses around.
Similar quotes
Life was about spending time together , about having the time to walk together holding hands, talking quietly as the sun go down. It wasn't glamorous, but it was, in many ways, the best that life has to offer. Wasn't that how the old saying went? Who, on their deathbed, ever said they wished they had worked harder? Or spent less time enjoying a quiet afternoon? Or spent less time with their family?
The world is not a wish-granting factory.
Life is a magic vase filled to the brim, so made that you cannot dip from it nor draw from it; but it overflows into the hand that drops treasures into it. Drop in malice and it overflows hate; drop in charity and it overflows love.
People who mattered could not take the humdrum world. But this was not the world, it was enchantment; and all of it was mine.
I am a vegetarian because I realized that even little chickens suffer pain and fear, experience a range of feelings and emotions, and are as intelligent as mammals, including dogs, cats, and even some primates.
It's not houses I love, it's the life I live in them.