In eternity there is no time, only an instant long enough for a joke.

Maybe there is no such thing as time; there are only moments, each with its own story.

Time in itself does not exist, there is only the totality of the results issuing from all the cosmic phenomena present in a given place.

There exists only the present instant... a Now which always and without end is itself new. There is no yesterday nor any tomorrow, but only Now, as it was a thousand years ago and as it will be a thousand years hence.

Time in itself, absolutely, does not exist; it is always relative to some observer or some object. Without a clock I say 'I do not know the time' . Without matter time itself is unknowable. Time is a function of matter; and matter therefore is the clock that makes infinity real.

Yet the now of time is infinitesimally small. If you remove the now of time, you are in all places and possess all time.

As we shall see, the concept of time has no meaning before the beginning of the universe.

Time means nothing.Time is just the way we measure the gaps between not knowing something and knowing it or not doing something and doing it.

Beings, things, and events do not exist in time: being, things, and events are times.

Time is an illusion.

You cannot feel time grind against you. Time is nothing but everything, not the seconds, minutes, hours, days, years. Yet this substanceless substance, this bending and shaping, this warping, this is the way we understand our world.

For time is the essential ingredient; but in the modern world there is no time. The rapidity of change and the speed with which new situations are created follow the impetuous and heedless pace of man rather than the deliberate pace of nature.

For time is the essential ingredient; but in the modern world there is no time.

The only time that exists in life is now.