Time’s not such a bad thing after all. Use it right, and you can stretch anything out, like a rubberband, until it busts somewhere, and there you are, with all tragedy and despair in two little knots between thumb and finger of each hand.
Sanctuary (1931)written by William Faulker
Calendars wont do for measuring time. They ought to be made of elastic, to shrink or stretch according to how much or how little goes in them. Nine days can be half a lifetime.
Follow Me Down (1950)
written by Shelby Foote
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