Terry Pratchett Quotes

The house clock, place certain there at the bottom of things, strikes the half hour dry and null. All is so much, all is so deep, all is so dark and cold!

Tick tock, this is a clock.

The bell that measures time is ringing

The clock tick-tocked, solemn and profound. It might have been the dry pulse of the decaying house itself, after a while it whirred and cleared its throat and struck six times.

The bell strikes one. We take no note of time But from its loss.

I've only been gone a week," I reminded him. Well, a week's a long time. It's seven days. Which is one hundred and sixty-eight hours. Which is ten thousand, eighty minutes. Which is six hundred thousand, for hundred seconds.

Time, as is well known, sometimes flies like a bird and sometimes crawls like a worm, but human beings are generally particularly happy when they don't notice whether it's passing quickly or slowly.

It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could'st make the time to do so too; I'll wind thee up no more.

I took out my watch and listened to it clicking away, not knowing it couldn't even lie

I want to build a clock that ticks once a year. The century hand advances once every one hundred years, and the cuckoo comes out on the millennium. I want the cuckoo to come out every millennium for the next 10,000 years. If I hurry I should finish the clock in time to see the cuckoo come out for the first time.

That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly.

My grandfather gave me a watch. It doesn't have any hands or numbers. He says it's very accurate. I asked him what time it was. You can guess what he told me.

He never wears a watch (his own rebellion against time, against watching).

The Tezuman priests have a sophisticated calendar and an advanced horology," quoted Rincewind. "Ah," said Eric, "Good." "No," said Rincewind patiently. "It means time measurement." "Oh.

We're living in a certain time, and we're aware of it. And that's part of what we're aware of, along with our own personal aches and pains.

So I went to buy a watch, and the man in the shop said "Analogue." I said "No, just a watch."

The common man is not concerned about the passage of time, the man of talent is driven by it.

I don't wear a watch. How do I know my time? I find that someone will always tell me.

Even stopped clocks are right twice a day.

all conscious thought is a process in time; so that to think consciously about Time is like trying to use a foot-rule to measure its own length.

I don't suppose anybody ever deliberately listens to a watch or a clock. You don't have to. You can be oblivious to the sound for a long while, then in a second of ticking it can create in the mind unbroken the long diminishing parade of time you didn't hear.

Time can tick when there is no clock.

Let's stop the startwatch.

What Time Is It? You Mean Now?

A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!