Quotes About Countdown

I remember. How many minutes do I have left President? About one, one minute.

Death lives in each one of us and begins its countdown on our birthdays and makes its rough entrance at the last hour and the perfect time.

Enjoy it. One way or another, your days are numbered.

I can't wait for this to come out in October!

The Eighth Month Approximately 32 to 35 Weeks

Anyone could see the ticker tape. It was more frightening than the that never stopped calculating the national debt. This one said '27 SHOPPING DAYS TO CHRISTMAS'. It might as well have said '27 DAYS TO ARMAGEDDON'.

What goes up will surely fall and I'm counting down the time

Evie," he whispered, "you're so warm, so lovely…oh, hell. I've got two months, thirteen days and six hours before I can take you to my bed. Little she-devil. This is going to be the death of me.

watering holes had been packed for hours, with revelers throwing back shots of whiskey, hot toddies, and eggnog as they prepared to brave the cold for the traditional outdoor countdown. It seemed as if every city resident, young and old,

The dreaded November 18, 2048, at around 2:47 PM Eastern Time, plus or minus a few minutes, is when we go Boom.

ON THE MORNING I was scheduled to die

Two days until Halloween, or, as the not-so-gentle folks in Crossroads, Mississippi, liked to say…two days until hell came calling.

Hosting various versions of my countdown program has kept me extremely busy, and I loved every minute of it.

My work, my love of words, became my refuge, both when I was working on bilingual dictionaries for Oxford University Press and then via my involvement with 'Countdown' - and now 'Catsdown,' as I call it.

I want to kiss you at 11:59 new years eve and again at 12:01 on New Years Day because then it would be the best end and start to my year.

There are 17 more shopping days until Christmas. So, guys, that means 16 more days till we start shopping, right?

The sun was hardly risen, but already time was running out.

I enjoy things that are relevant to me, like maths and science and 'Countdown,' and I don't want to offend our viewers.

Waiting for your birthday so you can get a million Facebook wall posts.

It was an ordinary day, a Friday, twenty minutes til lunchtime, five hours til quitting time and the weekend, ten months til vacation, thirty-seven years til retirement. Then the phone rang.

hundred and forty-three hours to departure.

My second husband believed I had such a fickle attitude to friendship that each Friday he would update the list of my 'Top Ten' friends in the manner of a Top Of The Pops chart countdown.

Five-second fuses only last three seconds.

Let's stop the startwatch.