Cyclical Nature of Time Quotes

There was never a time when the world began, because it goes round and round like a circle, and there is no place on a circle where it begins. Look at my watch, which tells the time; it goes round, and so the world repeats itself again and again.

The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.

Time has two aspects. There is the arrow, the running river, without which there is no change, no progress, or direction, or creation. And there is the circle or the cycle, without which there is chaos, meaningless succession of instants, a world without clocks or seasons or promises.

What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun

Time is like a wheel. Turning and turning - never stopping. And the woods are the center; the hub of the wheel. It began the first week of summer, a strange and breathless time when accident, or fate, bring lives together. When people are led to do things, they've never done before. On this summersday, not so very long ago, the wheel set lives in motion in mysterious ways.

Everything that has been will be, everything that will be is, everything that will be has been.

Neither Goyl nor men lived long enough to understand that yesterday was born of tomorrow, just as tomorrow was born of yesterday.

He also knows that certain moments repeat themselves.

Once again she shuddered with the evidence that time was not passing, as she had just admitted, but that it was turning in a circle.

The so called "progress," "time marching on," is not a straight line, but a pendulum.

There is no beginning to an end / But there is a beginning and an end / To beginning.

Suppose time is a circle, bending back on itself. The world repeats itself, precisely, endlessly.

The end is built into the beginning.

In this universe the night was falling; the shadows were lengthening towards an east that would not know another dawn. But elsewhere the stars were still young and the light of morning lingered; and along the path he once had followed, Man would one day go again.

The ending is the beginning, and the beginning is the first step, and the first step is the only step.

When does it happen?" "It already has," Calla replied. Her eyes opened and fixed on Blue. "And it hasn't yet. Time' circular, chicken. We use the same parts of it over and over. Some of us more than others.

We mourn the blossoms of May because they are to whither; but we know that May is one day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle which never stops - which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober, and in our depth of desolation, never to despair.

The Indian mythology has a theory of cycles, that all progression is in the form of waves.