Time expands and contracts. When it expands, it's like pitch: it folds people in its arms and holds them forever in its embrace. It doesn't let us go so easily. Sometimes you go back again to the place you've just come from, stop and close your eyes, and realize that not a second has passed, and time just leaves you there, stranded, in the darkness.

Time exists so that everything doesn't happen at once.

Time eventually positions most photographs, even the most amateurish, at the level of art.

Time erodes us all.

Time erodes gratitude more quickly than it does beauty!

Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed.

Time eases all things.

Time drops in decay Like a candle burnt out. And the mountains and woods Have their day, have their day; But, kindly old rout Of the fire-born moods, You pass not away.

Time drips, heavy, slow.

Time draweth wrinkles in a fair face, but addeth fresh colors to a fast friend, which neither heat, nor cold, nor misery, nor place, nor destiny, can alter or diminish.

Time doth run with calm and silent foot,

Shortening my days and thread of vital life.

Time doesn't, as advertised, heal all wounds. Although the wrenching immediacy of grief eventually passed, the settled sorrow that replaced it might in its own way be even more intense.

Time doesn't take away from friendship, nor does separation.

Time doesn't offer a refund. We don't get to try on the future the way we try on a bathing suit and then decide we don't like it once we see what it looks like in natural light.

Time doesn't offer a refund.

Time doesn't heal, I had learned, it just keeps moving. And it takes us with it.

Time doesn't heal emotional pain, you need to learn how to let go.

Time doesn't go. Time stays. We go.

Time does not really exist for mothers, with regard to their children. It does not matter greatly how old the child is-in the blink of an eye, a mother can see the child again as they were when they were born, when they learned how to walk, as they were at any age-at any time, even when the child is fully grown or a parent themselves.