
“Silence fell. The clock on my mantel ticked aloud and the wind outside flowed past like a river.”
Source: There Will Be Time (1972), Chapter 16 (p. 175)
Source: Dance Dance Dance
“Silence fell. The clock on my mantel ticked aloud and the wind outside flowed past like a river.”
Source: There Will Be Time (1972), Chapter 16 (p. 175)
“More and more Emerson recedes grandly into history, as the future he predicted becomes a past.”
Acceptance speech for the 1970 National Medal for Literature, New York, New York (2 December 1970)
Light (1919), Ch. XV - An Apparition
Context: I think of myself, of all that I am. Myself, my home, my hours; the past, and the future, — it was going to be like the past! And at that moment I feel, weeping within me and dragging itself from some little bygone trifle, a new and tragical sorrow in dying, a hunger to be warm once more in the rain and the cold: to enclose myself in myself in spite of space, to hold myself back, to live.
“People don't understand the virtue of time, until their clock stops ticking. ”
“He who spends time regretting the past loses the present and risks the future.”