Time is my greatest enemy.
I'm more aware of time. The element of time.
I never went through a biological clock experience. I never even heard it ticking.
Time is bunk.
The preciousness of every moment is emphasized with every tick of the clock. Isn't it a magnificent day today?
I like time ticking the way it is.
The game isn't over till the clock says zero.
With a sudden sharp hot stink of fox, It enters the dark hole of the head. The window is starless still; the clock ticks, The page is printed.
People are nice enough, but you can hear the giant tick of the second hand. People are so harried.
There's a clock ticking on the pregnancy thing, but not a clock ticking on adoption.
You have to cherish things in a different way when you know the clock is ticking, you are under pressure.
I feared the verdict of the watch, where I either lost the race against time that day or would lose it soon by making the record even harder to break. The time trap had snapped shut.
That window is closing. . . . Now, the clock is ticking. . . . We're not going to have these talks just drag out in a stalling process. . . . We haven't given away anything - other than the opportunity for us to negotiate
The clock ticked with empty urgency, as though trying to catch up with the time. In the street a siren howled.
In a way, cancer is so simple and so natural. The older you get, this is just one of the things that happens as the clock ticks.
What happens is that with difficult processes on a film, they get very intensely compressed because a clock is ticking.
It's a battle with himself and with the ticking finger of the clock.
Time is something you can't get back.
The hands of every clock are shears, trimming us away scrap by scrap, and every time piece with a digital readout blinks us towards implosion.
I would love to make a 1830's period piece, a house in the country, a classic atmospheric haunted house movie, visually it would be so beautiful, the costumes, the candles, the darkness, and the quiet, no radio, to TV, the clock ticking away.
The clock always ticks. There are times you don't hear it, and there are times that you do.
Time starts out as a notion. But after you turn fifty, time is not a notion anymore but a fact that you start feeling clearly, and in a way, it pushes you to become present in the present.
What everyone loved about '24' is still there - the clock, the tick, the lean-in factor, the pacing.
The process to obtain U. S. documents is frustrating ... In human rights, time is gold, and the clock is ticking …. The documents we have received are scant and inadequate.
I'm concerned the clock is ticking, and the danger to the American people is still very present.
