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June 17, 1972. Nine o'clock Saturday morning. Early for the telephone. Woodward fumbled for the receiver and snapped awake. The city editor of the Washington Post was on the line. Five men had been arrested earlier that morning in a burglary attempt at Democratic headquarters, carrying photographic equipment and electronic gear. Could he come in?

Under no circumstances should you play fast if you have a winning position. Forget the clock, use all your time and make good moves.

You should do it against the clock. Say you are going to do 30 laps in 15 minutes. Then you try to do it each day a little faster. That is putting demands on the body, and that is how you build up. You keep up your energy instead of going downhill.

The heart sags. My footprints forget me._x000D_I don’t think anything will ever be the same._x000D_This is the edge of the cliff and you can’t move,_x000D_can’t jump. Everything is vertical. With binoculars_x000D_you can see where you’ll be in an hour. Raindrops_x000D_collect on the lens. A fine mist. It hides us._x000D_It drifts into clocks. Gravity presses your hands._x000D_Some hurts never get said. Some get smuggled.

I want to build a clock that ticks once a year. The century hand advances once every one hundred years, and the cuckoo comes out on the millennium. I want the cuckoo to come out every millennium for the next 10,000 years. If I hurry I should finish the clock in time to see the cuckoo come out for the first time.

Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,_x000D_Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,_x000D_Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so_x000D_Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town_x000D_ and_x000D_History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.

People think they own time. They have watches and clocks and digital pulses. But they are wrong. Time owns them.

If there was time on the clock there was a chance.

The biological clock and the career clock are in total conflict with each other.

I'm helplessly and permanently a Red Sox fan. It was like first love...You never forget. It's special. It's the first time I saw a ballpark. I'd thought nothing would ever replace cricket. Wow! Fenway Park at 7 o'clock in the evening. Oh, just, magic beyond magic: never got over that

I'll just tell you the way it is. You ask me what time it is and I'm gonna tell you how to build a clock.

Love as a concrete foundation for an authentically functional civilization requires the around-the-clock labors of forgiveness. Without it, Love fails, Friendship fails, Intelligence fails, Humanity: fails.

When you're a kid, if you watch 'The Jeffersons' with your family at seven o'clock, it seems like a natural phenomenon, like the sun setting. The universe is a strange, strange place when all of a sudden you can't use your glass with the Bionic Woman on it any more.

The mornings themselves were becoming bad now as I wandered _x000D_about lethargic, following my synthetic sleep, but afternoons were _x000D_still the worst, beginning at about three o'clock, when I'd feel the _x000D_horror, like some poisonous fog bank roll in upon my mind, forcing me _x000D_into bed.

You have to watch the clock constantly because youre only allowed out of your home for a limited period, and for a busy person, watching the clock and knowing other people are watching the clock is extremely difficult.

The Almighty gave us our lives, and I suppose He meant us to defend them, at least I have always acted on that, and I hope it will not be brought up against me when my clock strikes.

Time is that which is manufactured by clocks.

My only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend, never really was a friend at all. I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less. Lost my ideas in that long tunnel of time. And I've turned inside out and around about and back and then found myself right back where I started again

The future is fastidious and punctual. It keeps perfect time and arrives everywhere on the dot. In contrast, its slacker brother the past has no use for clocks or appointments. It comes and goes as it pleases in our memory, camping out wherever the hell it damn well wants to in there. Untrustworthy, prone to exaggeration, biased- you wouldn't lend it ten cents, but it *sure* can be charming and seductive when it feels like it.

One of the most difficult things for people who have been successful in sports is adapting to the daily world where you can't get an answer from someone until 5 o'clock tomorrow. There is always an excuse. Living 40 or 50 years like that doesn't get too exciting after a while

I suppose really I was a wife, a mother and a business woman, and then suddenly catapulted into this kind of world of craziness where it’s… there’s good sides and there’s bad sides…I wouldn't kind of turn the clock back and take another direction.