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I dislike clocks with second-hands; they cut up life into too small pieces. - Marquise de Sevigne, Marie de Rabutin-Chantal And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, "It is ten o'clock: Thus we may see," quoth he, "how the world wags." - William Shakespeare Beauty, wit, high birth, vigor of bone, desert in service, love, friendship, charity, are subjects all to envious and calumniating time. - William Shakespeare I wasted time, and now doth time waste me. - William Shakespeare Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend. - William Shakespeare Minutes, hours, days, months, and years, Pass'd over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! - William Shakespeare Old Time, the clock setter, that bald sexton, Time. - William Shakespeare See the minutes how they run, How many make the hour full complete; How many hours bring about the day; How many days will finish up the year; How many years a mortal man may live. - William Shakespeare So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate. - William Shakespeare The inaudible and noiseless foot of time. - William Shakespeare Thou nursest all, and murderest all, that are. - William Shakespeare Time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand; And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps-in the comer: Welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing. - William Shakespeare Time is the king of men; he is both their parent, and he is their grave, and gives them what he will, not what they crave. - William Shakespeare Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right, To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And swear with dust their glittering golden towers. - William Shakespeare Time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. - William Shakespeare What' s past, and what's to come, is strew'd with husks, And formless ruin of oblivion. - William Shakespeare All is whole; Not one word more of the consumed time. Let's take the instant by the forward top; For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees Th' inaudible and noiseless foot of time Steals ere we can effect them. - William Shakespeare, All's Well That Ends Well (King of France at V, iii) And then he drew a dial from his poke, And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock. Thus we may see,' quoth he, 'how the world wags. 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale.' - William Shakespeare, As You Like It (Jaques at II, vii) Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal. - William Shakespeare, As You Like It (Rosalind at III, ii) Well, Time is the old justice that examines all such offenders, and let Time try. - William Shakespeare, As You Like It (Rosalind at IV, i) The time is out of joint. - William Shakespeare, Hamlet Prince of Denmark (Hamlet at I, v) But thoughts the slaves of life, and life time's fool, And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Fourth, Part I (Hotspur at V, iv) O God! methinks it were a happy life To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials, quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes, how they run-- How many makes the hour full complete, How many hours brings about the day, How many days will finish up the year, How many years a mortal man may live; When this is known, then to divide the times-- So many hours must I tend my flock, So many hours must I take my rest, So many hours must I contemplate, So many hours must I sport myself; So many days my ewes have been with young, So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean, So many months ere I shall shear the fleece. So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years, Passed over to the end they were created, Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave. Ah, what a life were this! - William Shakespeare, King Henry the Sixth, Part III (King Henry at II, iii) Time shall unfold what plighted cunning hides, Who covers faults, at last with shame derides. - William Shakespeare, King Lear (Cordelia at I, i) Come what come may, Time and the hour runs through the roughest day. - William Shakespeare, Macbeth (Macbeth) Displaying page 14 of 18 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 [14] 15 16 17 18
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