No matter whether swift or slow my tread
I find tomorrow still a day ahead;
I cannot overtake eternity—
It turns to time and slips away from me,
And in like wise I go upon my way
Only a day ahead of yesterday!
—Harry Kemp.
One Hoyt was fishing from the banks of a stream when there approached him an individual named Gates, who remarked, with a yawn: "Time ain't very valuable to you, brother, that's plain. Here I been a-watchin' you three hours and you ain't had a bite."
"Well," drawled the fisherman, "my time's too valuable, anyhow, to waste three hours of it watchin' a feller fish that ain't gettin' a bite."