But what is this clock, marking only so many years, that such men seem to consult in the dark of their being? We do not know. All we do know for certain is that no such clock, no such warnings, can come out of the passing time that we are told is all we have. They belong to a larger idea of Time, like all these dreams that came true.

He hated the oblivion of sleep. There was too much to do, too much of life to live. He grudged every moment of life sleep robbed him of, and before the clock had ceased its clattering he was head and ears in the washbasin and thrilling to the cold bite of the water.

There are days when I feel so lightly connected to the earth that the threads that tether me to the planet are gossamer thin, spun sugar. A strong gust of wind could dislodge me completely, and I’d lift off and blow away, like one of those seeds in a dandelion clock. The threads tighten slightly from Monday to Friday.

Even a broke clock is right twice a day.

The thing I lose patience with the most is the clock. Its hands move too fast

Don’t watch the clock; do what it does. Keep going.

My cousin’s gay, he went to London only to find out that Big Ben was a clock.

Don’t let your alarm clock, be the only reason you wake up.

I must govern the clock, not be governed by it.

There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock

You will find the key to success under the alarm clock.

I don’t have an alarm clock. If someone needs to wake me up, then I have my BlackBerry next to me.