“Time has this way of slowing down and speeding up,depending on how it feels.”
“It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.”
“And why is it that time speeds and slows depending on your attendance? I’d like a steady clock, a reliable clock, isolated from the progressive beating of my heart.”
“Since time is the one immaterial object which we cannot influence—neither speed up nor slow down, add to nor diminish—it is an imponderably valuable gift.”
“I’m just like this speed bump in the middle, slowing everyone down because I keep fucking up.”
“You just have to keep driving down the road. It's going to bend and curve and you'll speed up and slow down, but the road keeps going.”