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

Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.

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

I look for the end of the future, but it never ceases to arrive. 

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.