We must be diligent today. To wait until tomorrow is too late. Death comes unexpectedly. How can we bargain with it?
The future is literally in our hands to mold as we like. But we cannot wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow is now.
Slap some bacon on a biscuit and let's go! We're burnin' daylight!
There ain't no time to be wasted, the world is going under... Nowadays, can't tell Fall from Spring, and Winter from Summer.
The police are asking through the bedroom door, why did I make a batch of strawberry daiquiris before I called them? Because we were out of raspberries. Because, can't they see, it just does not matter. Time was not of the essence.
The West has made people too time-conscious, not knowing where they are going but speeding to get there because time is short.
Joshua didn't say choose you next year whom you will serve; he spoke of "this day," while there is still daylight and before the darkness becomes more and more normal.
We continued to move forward without loss of time, hoping to be able to reach the wood described by the Indians before all our horses should become exhausted.
We are now faced with the fact, my friends, that tomorrow is today. We are confronted with the fierce urgency of now.
But at my back I always hear Time's winged chariot hurrying near.
Time and tide wait for no man.
The clock is ticking. It's time to stand up. Reject the lesser evil and that propaganda. Reject the lesser evil. Fight for the greater good like our lives depend on it, because they do. We're running out of time. It's time to stand up.
