"Somewhere a ball has closed its doors and ended. Its yellow lights
out, its musicians are silent, it dancers have all gone into the night
air, and Time has said of it, "Let it be past and over, and among the
things that I have put away."
from Bethmoora
by Lord Dunsany
“Time itself is a thing, so it seems to me, that stands solidly like a fence of iron palings with its endless row of years; and we flow past like Gyoll, on our way to a sea from which we shall return only as rain.”
from The Claw of the Conciliator
by Gene Wolfe