As the future ripens in the past, so the past rots in the future -- a terrible festival of dead leaves.
Time crumbles things; everything grows old under the power of Time and is forgotten through the lapse of Time.
Time is a corrosive fluid, dissolving motivation, destroying novelty, and leaching the joy from life.
Time touches all things with a destroying hand.
Imitate time; it destroys everything slowly; it undermines, it wears away, it detaches, it does not wrench.
Time is not a great artist but weakens all he touches.
Time does nothing but hand you down shabbier and older things.
There is a disease to which plays as well as men become liable with advancing years. In men it is called doting, in plays dating.The more topical the play the more it dates.
The world is a clock winding down.
The surest poison is time.
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.
The cancer of time is eating us away
The ruins of time build mansions in eternity.
Time is the speed at which the past decays.
Time eateth all things, could old poets say, The times are chang'd, our times drink all away.
Time's ruins build eternity's mansions.
