A Quote by Jean Paul

The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it. — © Jean Paul
The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
The more sand has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
I want you to think of your life as an hourglass. You know there are thousands of grains of sand in the top of the hourglass; and they all pass slowly and evenly through the narrow neck in the middle. Nothing you or I could do would make more than one grain of sand pass through this narrow neck without impairing the hourglass. You and I and everyone else are like this hourglass.
Your existence is passing before you. Grains of sand in the hourglass. The Wicked Witch of the West has you in her castle and she's turned the hourglass over and the sand is running through. Will you be liberated or will you die? The only way you can beat death is liberation.
Death is just the moment that your hourglass runs out of sand. That's it. It happens to everyone eventually. All any of us gets to decide is where the sand falls.
The sand in the hourglass runs from one compartment to the other, marking the passage of moments with something constant and tangible.If you watch the flowing sand, you might see time itself riding the granules.Contrary to popular opinion, time is not an old white-haired man, but a laughing child.And time sings.
I'd love to be a movie star. That'd be great. But I lost the looks awhile ago. They slipped right through my hands like sand in an hourglass.
If I ever see more clearly at one time than at another, the medium through which I see is clearer.
Drawing makes you see things clearer, and clearer and clearer still, until your eyes ache.
We have a definite but unknown quantity of experience at our disposal. As soon as the hourglass is turned, the sand will begin to run out and once it starts, it cannot stop until it's all gone.
We all have hourglass figures; your sand just settles in different places.
A physician can sometimes parry the scythe of death, but has no power over the sand in the hourglass.
Every so often, we all gaze into the abyss. It's a depressing fact of life that eventually the clock expires; eventually the sand in the hourglass runs out. It's the leaving behind of everything that matters to us that hurts the most.
I'm living under water. Everything seems slow and far away. I know there's a world up there, a sunlit quick world where time runs like dry sand through an hourglass, but down here, where I am, air and sound and time and feeling are thick and dense.
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.
Over the course of your life, you realize more and more who you are and how you want to spend your time. And it became clearer and clearer that I was very unhappy as an actress and didn't feel comfortable in my own skin. When I was younger, I thought it was because I wasn't successful enough.
Ideas, like men, can become dictators. We Americans have so far escaped regimentation by our rulers, but have we escaped regimentation by our own ideas? I doubt if there exists today a more complete regimentation of the human mind than that accomplished by our self-imposed doctrine of ruthless utilitarianism.
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