Saturday, July 28, 2018

Saturday and Sundry Problems of Time

"The problem of time may be easy to solve if we go back to the original concept of sun moving across the sky. When we measure the speed of a car, we are just comparing its motion to the motion of the hands of the clock and also indirectly to the fractional motion of sun across the sky. We are not measuring speed with something abstract called time we are just comparing a known motion (of the sun) with an unknown motion of the car."

"Aside from Velcro, time is the most mysterious substance in the universe. You can't see it or touch it, yet a plumber can charge you upwards of seventy-five dollars per hour for it, without necessarily fixing anything."
~ Dave Barry

"Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you."
~ Terry Pratchett, "Small Gods"

"If you act like you've only got fifteen minutes, it will take all day. Act like you've got all day, it will take fifteen minutes.”
~ Monty Roberts

“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”
~ Omar Khayyám

"Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change."
~ Thomas Hardy

"Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so."
~Douglas Adams, "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"

"It's a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up."
~ J.K. Rowling


Wisewebwoman said...

You're gone all profound on us today.

Ah time. So little left.


R J Adams said...

I've come to the conclusion there's no such thing as time - it's an entirely made-up idea by humans desperate to find some way of measuring the passing of their lives.
First was the sun regularly moving across the sky, followed by the passing of night. Then, as our days grew busier and more complex we decided to invent machines to divide day and night, (rather large and ungainly chunks of something) into smaller, less unwieldy chunks of something. We called these smaller chunks of something, 'hours'. Then as our machines became more advanced we could divide up our hour chunks into, 'minutes', and later even smaller chunks of something, 'seconds'. As a result we had names for all the small chunks of something, but nothing to describe the one big chunk of something that made up all the smaller chunks. The wise men shook their heads and looked depressed. Try as they might they couldn't think of a suitable name for the big chunk of something. But then, one of their number who was an eternal optimist piped up,"Let's not worry too much. After all, we'll think of something in time." And suddenly they all nodded, and smiled.

Twilight said...

Wisewebwoman ~ Ol' Chronos must've been whispering in my ear...or maybe I was just out of ideas for a weekend post. ;-)

Twilight said...

RJ Adams ~ You could be right RJ - we humans love to organise things, especially love organising them into into patterns. If life on Earth were somehow to be re-set to the year zero, I wonder if another system might emerge, and what it could be? :)