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

The best way to fill time is to waste it.

Time’s violence rends the soul; by the rent eternity enters.

There is no work of human hands which time does not wear away and reduce to dust.

My stern chase after time is, to borrow a simile from Tom Paine, like the race of a man with a wooden leg after a horse.

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.

The past is always tense and the future, perfect.

Time rushes toward us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.

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

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

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.

In time history must become a fairy tale—it will become again what it was in the beginning.