The often heard lament, 'I have so little time,' gives the lie to the delusion that the daily is of little significance.

A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!

But it warn't no time to be sentimentering.

We called him Barney for short. We couldn't use his real name, there wasn't time.

Golden rule: Made of hard metal so it could stand severe wear, it not being known at that time that butter would answer.

It's not how long a man lives, but how well he uses the time allotted him.

I was sorry to have my name mentioned as one of the great authors, because they have a sad habit of dying off. Chaucer is dead, Spencer is dead, so is Milton, so is Shakespeare, and I'm not feeling so well myself.

All great men are dead, and I'm not feeling too well myself.

I don't blame anybody.  I deserve it all.  Let the cold world do its worst; one thing I know—there's a grave somewhere for me. The world may go on just as it's always done, and take everything from me—loved ones, property, everything; but it can't take that. Some day I'll lie down in it and forget it all, and my poor broken heart will be at rest.

It gave an appalling idea of the value of an hour, and I thought I could never waste one again without remorse and terror.

When its steamboat time you steamboat.

We are now faced with the fact that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now. In this unfolding conundrum of life and history, there is such a thing as being too late. This is no time for apathy or complacency. This is a time for vigorous and positive action.