Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity.

Time is a wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth.

Never be afraid of the moments--thus sings the voice of the everlasting.

The hours trip rapidly away, hiding their dreams in their skirts.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

Don't waste your time away thinkin' 'bout yesterday's blues.