“Time's never up", she whispered, not looking at me, but at my canvas. "Just like there's always time for pain, there's always time for healing. Of course there is.”
“Just like there's always time for pain, there's always time for healing.”
“Now's not really the time for jokes," I growled.He looked offended."There's always time for sarcasm.”
“Remember that there's a time to hate and a time to heal.”
“There's not always time to say everything.”
“But there's always a first time for everything”