We wish away whole years, and travel through time as through a country filled with many wild and empty wastes, which we would fain hurry over, that we may arrive at those several little settlements or imaginary points of rest which are dispersed up and down in it.

—Joseph Addison, 1711

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

—Jane Austen, 1814

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

—Marilyn Monroe, 1962

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

—François-René de Chateaubriand, c. 1820

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!

—Marie Corelli, 1911

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

—Jean de La Bruyère, 1688

Our allotted time is the passing of a shadow.

—Book of Wisdom, c. 100 BC

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

—John Berger, 1984

This is Year Zero.

—Pol Pot, 1975

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

—Cormac McCarthy, 1992

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

—Tennessee Williams, 1951

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

—Zhuangzi, c. 325 BC

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

—Johannes Kepler, 1605