I’ve been on a calendar, but never on time.

A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch.

We should not say that one man’s hour is worth another man’s hour, but rather that one man during an hour is worth just as much as another man during an hour. Time is everything, man is nothing; he is, at most, time’s carcass.

 Do not lessen the time of following desire, for the wasting of time is an abomination to the spirit.

Time is a veil interposed between God and ourselves, as our eyelid is between our eye and the light.

This is Year Zero.

Nothing puzzles me more than time and space, and yet nothing puzzles me less, for I never think about them.

If both what is before and what is after are in this same “now,” things which happened ten thousand years ago would be simultaneous with what has happened today, and nothing would be before or after anything else.

Time, when it is left to itself and no definite demands are made on it, cannot be trusted to move at any recognized pace. Usually it loiters, but just when one has come to count upon its slowness, it may suddenly break into a wild irrational gallop.

The celestial machine is to be likened not to a divine organism but rather to a clockwork.

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.

Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its brevity.

Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.