Cosmic time is the same for everyone, but human time differs with each person. Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way.

Along the coast the sea roars, and inland the mountains roar – the roaring at the center, like a distant clap of thunder.

A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.

Cosmic time is the same for everyone, but human time differs with each person. Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way.

And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love.

It's remarkable how we go on year after year, doing the same old things. We get tired and bored, and ask when they'll come for us

They were words that came out of nothing, but they seemed to him somehow significant. He muttered them over again.