Best 242 quotes in «clock quotes» category

The pull of lingering dreams, the strong, bitter taste of morning coffee, the ticking clock, and horn of awaiting bus form a powerful combination to kick-start the day

There’s no such thing as ‘not enough time’ out here in the woods. I don’t even have a watch. Time is my own, categorised as nothing more than ‘morning, afternoon, evening and night’.

The world is a clock winding down. I hear it in the wind’s icy fingers scratching against the window. I smell it in the mildewed carpeting and the rotting wallpaper of the old hotel. And I feel it in Teacup’s chest as she sleeps. The hammering of her heart, the rhythm of her breath, warm in the freezing air, the clock winding down.

Tick. Tick. Tick. This is the sound of your life running out.

Through learning at my later date things I hadn't known, or had escaped or possibly feared realizing, about my parents - and myself - I glimpsed our whole family life as if it were freed of that clock time which spaces us apart so inhibitingly, divides young and old, keeps our living through the same experiences at separate distances. It is our inward journey that leads us through time - forward or back, seldom in a straight line, most often spiraling. Each of us is moving, changing, with respect to others. As we discover, we remember; remembering, we discover; and most intensely do we experience this when our separate journeys converge. Our living experience at those meeting points is one of the charged dramatic fields of fiction.

Tick-Tock Tick-Tock Memory The tick tock tick tocks goes the clock The memory in my heart not aged but I am aged, As the tick tock tick tock goes on.

Time is Clock of the Universe!

Time is drowning, Hearts are burning, Heads are rolling, Nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock; Creatures talking, Weak are rising, White Queen’s nearing, Nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock; Cards are bleeding, Crowns are sweating, Tea is spilling, Nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock; Red Queen, here’s your warning, Wonderland’s raging, Alice is coming, Highness, time is drowning, And nothing can save you now, Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…

To refrigerate a clock was an extremely violent act, not one I could explain to anyone.

To become a better you, look nowhere else for another alarm to blow before you wake up. Get up and rise up.

Tired are my feet, that felt today the pavement; Tired are my ears, that heard of tragic things- Tired are my eyes, that saw so much enslavement; Only my voice is not too tired. It sings.

Waking up to an alarm clock is getting punched in the face by time.

Unlike clocks, hours have no reverse motion..

Warm summer twilight here in upper Illinois country in this little town deep far away from everything, kept to itself by a river and a forest and a meadow and a lake. The sidewalks still scorched. The stores closing and the streets shadowed. And there were two moons; the clock moon with four ' faces in four night directions above the solemn black courthouse, and the real moon rising in vanilla whiteness from the dark east.

When that little clock on my wall says “Olaotan! Olaotan!! Olaotan!!! It’s half past time to write”, I only have three things at my disposal: A pen, A piece of paper, and a crowded mind.

We progress a step farther, in each tick of the clock

We have made clocks that are perfectly in sync with the industrial machinery and the Information Age and perfectly out of sync with nature and our circadian rhythm.

When I do count the clock that tells the time, And see the brave day sunk in hideous night; When I behold the violet past prime, And sable curls all silver'd o'er with white; When lofty trees I see barren of leaves Which erst from heat did canopy the herd, And summer's green all girded up in sheaves Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard, Then of thy beauty do I question make, That thou among the wastes of time must go, Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake And die as fast as they see others grow; And nothing 'gainst Time's scythe can make defence Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.

You get out of time what you put into it.

Your clock cannot buy you more time, your bed cannot get you more sleep, your titles cannot acquire you more influence, your fame cannot gain you more honor, and your money cannot earn you more happiness.

A Clock stopped-- Not the Mantel's-- Geneva's farthest skill Can't put the puppet bowing-- That just now dangled still

A less 'brainy-culture' would learn to synchronise its body rhythms rather than its clocks.

A French proverb says 'Wait until it is night before saying that it has been a fine day.' To tell it more precise, wait till the clock strikes the midnight!

A golf ball is like a clock. Always hit it at 6 o'clock and make it go toward 12 o'clock. But make sure you're in the same time zone.

All of us have an 'inner clock,' a certain pace at which we function most comfortably and effectively.

A snooze button is a poor substitute for no alarm clock at all.

And let a scholar all earth's volumes carry, he will be but a walking dictionary: a mere articulate clock.

Amy sighed. Just when she started to almost like Ian again—after all, he'd flown across the ocean and had been working around the clock to help—his snob quotient went through the roof.

And like most middle-aged people who hear the clock ticking in their lives, I had come to resent a waste or theft of my time that was greater than any theft of my goods or money.

And while the U.S. can never be 100 percent safe from a future strike, our government is working around the clock on measures to protect the American people.

As terrifying as sharks are, I find it far more terrifying, the idea of being trapped on the bottom of the ocean with a ticking clock and running out of air.

But it's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks are slow on Sundays.

A stopped clock is correct twice a day, but a sundial can be used to stab someone, even at nighttime.

At 60 miles an hour the loudest noise in this Rolls-Royce comes from the electric clock.

A woman that is like a German clock, Still a-repairing, ever out of frame, And never going aright, being a watch, But being watched that it may still go right!

Be governed by your internal compass, not by some clock on the wall.

At the end of the season of sorrows comes the time of rejoicing. Spring, like a well-oiled clock, noiselessly indicates this time.

Because I helped to wind the clock, I come to hear it strike.

Cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing, and perhaps in me someone very old still hears in the photographic mechanism the living sound of the wood.

Buying cheap to save money is like stopping the clock to save time. Neither works.

Clocks and calendars do not exist to remind us of the Time we've forgotten but to regulate our relations with others and indeed all of society, and this is how we use them.

clocks in disagreement are worse than no clock at all.

Clock watchers never seem to be having a good time.

D.N.A. sequences change by mutations, and the idea behind the molecular clock is that those changes occur at, more or less, a constant rate, over time.

Digital clocks took the 'space' out of time.

Downloading a Tamagotchi egg onto my phone is possibly the loudest my biological clock has ever ticked.

Even a paranoid clock is being followed twice a day.

Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.

Even Einstein had to rely for his time on his clock.

Even if all the clocks in the station break down, thought Hugo, time won't stop. Not even if you really want it to. Like now.