Time Travel Quotes

I suppose that someday, suddenly, I will be transferred to another age, for example the chivalric or the bronze. The hope is, of course, that I arrive in period dress but not resemble a contemporary luminary, for I wish to simply onlook. But, more probably, thanks to chronologically garbled garb, or my mistakable face—which will lead to expectations of competence—I will have to explain my occurrence. That explained, I will have to explain my age, The Present, also known as "The Future" in the past. This is why I am studying our great inventions and advances: to be ready for questions.

Amy Leach

Jack glanced toward the dressing room, not believing that all the time he had been with her, she had been half-naked...

In the spirit of the Alpha and the Omega, in the way the Alpha was theOmega, and vice versa, he knew the beginning was also the end—and that the end was just another beginning.

People create all kind of fancy watches and clocks, never stopping to realize they're building monuments to the greatest of all thieves.

K. Martin Beckner

A mathematician makes plans to travel backwards in time through a wormhole to a parallel universe when he can't even make it to Mars with the fastest rocket on hand today.

Lucid Dreaming is the ability of a brain to download the information of a possible futuristic state of an event from a Parallel Universe.

Was it possible to feel nostalgic about something that had never happened to him, possible for nostalgia to be taken in by the body as a free pathogen to infect the consciousness with stray sentiments? Perhaps, in his dreams, he had traveled back in time, or even drifted into another dimension of space-time and inhabited the body, experiences, and nostalgia of another. To even envisage so allowed the trauma of those lost moments, though not his own, to draw from him a certain envy for the entity in whose memories he had basked vicariously. . .Perhaps, nostalgia was a microorganism. . .the bacterium that infected. . . Yes. . .maybe he was sick.

What a sacred journey?

Lailah Gifty Akita

Life is defined by time, appreciate the beauty of time;A time to plant, a time to harvest. A time to cry, a time to laugh.A time to be sad, a time to be happy. A time to be born, a time to die.

Lailah Gifty Akita

On every travel, we saw beautiful landscapes.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Never be afraid to travel on a new path.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Self education is holy mission.

Lailah Gifty Akita

No matter how long the journey takes, don’t give up. Keep travelling onwards.

Lailah Gifty Akita

We gain new perspectives on life after every voyage.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Great places, great memories.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Let your imagination takes you where you want to be.

Lailah Gifty Akita

How could we have discovered great lands, if we dare not travel?

Lailah Gifty Akita

With great passion, observe every details of the sacred journey.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Every traveler has their unique observation of the place they have been.

Lailah Gifty Akita

To awaken quite alone in a strange parallel universe is the priceless moment to a time traveler!

People say that a time machine can’t be invented, but they’ve already invented a device that can stop time, cameras are the world’s first time machines.

In every voyage, be fully present.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Wherever we travel to, the wonderful people we meet become our family.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Wherever you are, you have to be joyfully alive.

Lailah Gifty Akita

May my children, fear, know and walk with God.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Keep trusting God. He will lead you in every step of the journey.

Lailah Gifty Akita

You have to conquer every mountain to fulfill the dream.

Lailah Gifty Akita

Love" is a brilliant defying logic that thrives on human weaknesses!

A Genius always admires the choices of the most Confident Fool!

Without unscrambled eggs, there was no time travel, no more depredation of the Now, and we could look to a brighter future of long-term thought--and more reading.

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.