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

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

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

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

The best way to fill time is to waste it.

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.

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

The past is always tense and the future, perfect.

Years are nothing to me—they should be nothing to you. Who asked you to count them or to consider them? In the world of wild nature, time is measured by seasons only—the bird does not know how old it is—the rose tree does not count its birthdays!

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

Our allotted time is the passing of a shadow.

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

Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.