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Quotes About Clock

Morning, I soon discovered, was one o'clock for Auntie Mame. Early Morning was eleven, and the Middle of the Night was nine.
~ Patrick Dennis
A tissue of small sounds filled the room, a bird, a clock, a voice from another garden. What we call silence.
~ Unknown
Farther up, in the recess formed by the palace wing, was a clock. And behind that clock, the cell of the Prisoner of Zenda. No stroller in the Carrousel gardens ventured down that alley. We spent entire afternoons playing amid the broken birdbaths and statues, the stones and dead leaves. The hands of the clock never moved. They forever struck five-thirty. Those immobile hands enveloped us in a deep, soothing silence. We only had to stay in the alley and nothing would ever change.
~ Patrick Modiano
Everything comes down so pasteurized everything comes down 16 degrees they say your amplifier is too loud turn your amplifier down are we high all alone on our knees memory is just hips that swing like a clock the past projects fantastic scenes tic/toc tic/toc tic/toc fuck the clock!
~ Patti Smith
Forever I had not known before Forever was so long a word. The slow stroke of the clock of time I had not heard. 'Tis hard to learn so late; It seems no sad heart really learns, But hopes and trusts and doubts and fears, And bleeds and burns. The night is not all dark, Nor is the day all it seems, But each may bring me this relief— My dreams and dreams. I had not known before That Never was so sad a word, So wrap me in forgetfulness— I have not heard.
~ Paul Laurence Dunbar
The clock is impotent; mechanical time does not affect those living in an eternal present.
~ Paul Schrader
Politics is like a grandfather clock. The pendulum swings left, the pendulum swings right and every so often a cuckoo pops out.
~ Paula Wall
Oscar Wilde es mi héroe en lo referente al tiempo. Él siempre era impuntual. Una vez, cuando llegó excepcionalmente tarde a una cena, la anfitriona señaló enfadada el reloj de la pared y dijo: «Señor Wilde, ¿es consciente de la hora que es?». Y él contestó: «Querida señora, le ruego que me diga cómo puede saber esa dichosa maquinita qué está haciendo el gran sol dorado».
~ Peter James