Share this sentence
Discover more quotes
Previous Quote
Clockwork could not run counter to its nature. The seconds, minutes, and hours moved only forward. Patient, precise, and unstoppable. Memory was an indulgence, an illusion that broke like a wave upon the juggernaut of time. The past remained the past.
— Matthew J. Kirby
Next Quote
My will broke at the sound of his voice, and my head turned with as much inevitability as a sunflower turning its face to the sun.
— Patricia Briggs
Loading recommended content...