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

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

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

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

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