Time

THE TIME you won your town the race
We chaired you through the market-place;
Man and boy stood cheering by,
And home we brought you shoulder-high.

To-day, the road all runners come,
Shoulder-high we bring you home,
And set you at your threshold down,
Townsman of a stiller town.

Smart lad, to slip betimes away
From fields where glory does not stay
And early though the laurel grows
It withers quicker than the rose.

Eyes the shady night has shut
Cannot see the record cut,
And silence sounds no worse than cheers
After earth has stopped the ears:

Now you will not swell the rout
Of lads that wore their honours out,
Runners whom renown outran
And the name died before the man.

So set, before its echoes fade,
The fleet foot on the sill of shade,
And hold to the low lintel up
The still-defended challenge-cup.

And round that early-laurelled head
Will flock to gaze the strengthless dead,
And find unwithered on its curls
The garland briefer than a girl’s.

A.E.Housman – To an Athlete Dying Young

You may delay, but time will not.

(Benjamin Franklin)

It's time for the human race to enter the solar system.

(Dan Quayle)

»Time is irrelevant, lunch time doubley so...«
Ford Prefect, Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy

An inch of time cannot be bought with an inch of gold.

(Chinese Proverb)

In theory one is aware that the earth revolves, but in practice one does not perceive it, the ground upon which one treads seems not to move, and one can live undisturbed. So it is with Time in one's life.

(Marcel Proust)

It will take a long time for the countries hit by the tsunami to recover. Today's relief efforts are just a beginning.

There was ample time to note these particulars, for besides that they were sufficiently obvious without very close observation, some moments elapsed before any one broke silence

The dark-haired stranger knew how to bide his time.

Unix Time – the number of seconds since 00:00:00 UTC on Jan. 1, 1970.

Time is only an illusion, life is only a memory. If you can prove me wrong I will love you forever.

Time itself seemed to have grown dull and old, as if no day were ever to displace the melancholy night.

The time here is just past eight o'clock.

Time is the most valuable thing a man can spend.

(Theophrastus)