Quotes About Clock

much that every hour when the clock chimed, he changed his outfit. That is how

showtime! 6-0-0 the clock said—in my face, first thing

The answer of course, is that the clock isn't meant to measure earthly time, but the time of the soul. Redemption and condemnation time. For the soul, each instant is always a minute short of judgment.

They took away time, and they gave us the clock.

the key concept that ensures reversibility is conservation of information—if the information needed to specify the state of the world is preserved as time passes, we will always be able to run the clock backward and recover any previous state. That's where the real puzzle concerning the arrow of time will arise.

There is only a whisper of time between then and now, it seems to me. The clock of the heart does not follow the one on the mantelpiece.

She was the clock, a clock that had lost its key, unwinding in the dark.

The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss.

Did you ever look at your watch, and you look away... and you don't know what time it is?

Time waits for no ovary.

I listen to the tick of an unseen clock marking moments of time long passed.

What do you want a clock for?" "To find out what time it is," I said. "I think that's the usual purpose.

We all deal with issues of time. The first thing you do in the morning is look at the clock to see what time it is.

Our body is a well-set clock, which keeps good time, but if it be too much or indiscreetly tampered with, the alarm runs out before the hour.

The days were longer then (for time, like money, is measured by our needs), when summer afternoons were spacious, and the clock ticked slowly in the winter evenings.

There is nothing else to be worried about, But TIME.

On the church vaulting above was the clock-face of eternity, void of number and serving as its own hand, only one black finger was pointing and the dead wanted to tell the time by it.

The clock sweats out each minuteof what meat is left to us.

Timetick tocksays the clockwhirrling bynever shyquietly passlayer upon grassuntil time has gone.than you die.

Every Single Number on the Clock knows all my Secrets.

As a matter of fact life itself is measured by time.

Its time I hear the clockTick tock tick tockGo and killl the bad inner beingIn you soul it has neva been..!!

She felt that Paolo's story would teach me a lesson, the punch line of which was something like divorcing a salary man for somebody who punches a clock was bad manners.

The clock gulps softly, eating second whole while she waits...