“For time to pass it would have to go somewhere, and where would that be? Time sits. We move, it sits. Sometimes it trembles slightly, but that's all.”
“He would go somewhere no one knew him, and he would sit in a library all day and read books and listen to people breathing.”
“Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day.”
“Sometimes I sits and thinks. Other times I sits and drinks, but mostly I just sits.”
“That's typically what writers do; we just sit around complaining most of the time. And the better things are going, the more they complain.”
“Time passes slowly. Nobody says a word, everyone lost in quiet reading. One person sits at a desk jotting down notes, but the rest are sitting there silently, not moving, totally absorbed. Just like me.”