A Quote by Saint Augustine

What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know. — © Saint Augustine
What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.

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For what is time? ... Who can even in thought comprehend it, so as to utter a word about it? ... If no one asks me, I know: If I wish to explain it to one that asketh, I know not.
On some positions, cowardice asks the question, is it expedient? And then expedience comes along and asks the question, is it politic? Vanity asks the question, is it popular? Conscience asks the question, is it right? There comes a time when one must take the position that is neither safe nor politic nor popular, but he must do it because conscience tells him it is right.
Any more questions?" I ask, poking him gently in the ribs. "Do you still love me any?" Eliot asks, putting his hand over mine. "A little." "A little?" he asks, pulling away from me. "A lot." "How much?" he asks. "More than chocolate chip cookies." "Mmm" he says, kissing my shoulder. "More than walking on the beach." Eliot kisses me on the neck. "More than . . ." I pause, turning to look at him. "More than?" he asks, kissing my lips. I turn toward him. "Anything.
On some positions, Cowardice asks the question, 'Is it safe?' Expediency asks the question, 'Is it politic?' And Vanity comes along and asks the question, 'Is it popular?' But Conscience asks the question, 'Is it right?'
My father said, Politics asks the question: Is it expedient? Vanity asks: Is it popular? But conscience asks: Is it right?
Cowardice asks: Is it safe? Expediency asks: Is it politic? But Conscience asks: Is it right?
I wish I were less awkward around strangers. I never know what to say when someone asks me who I am and what the hell I'm doing in their house.
A good boss asks what part she could have played in the problem. And then she asks herself what she can do better next time.
The winner asks, "May I help?" The loser asks, "Do you expect me to do that?"
Science only answers the question, How does it work? Or at most, What's there? Science asks what and how, philosophy asks why, myth and religion ask who. Who's in charge here? Who's the author? That's what we really long to know.
Everybody asks me if I sing on this record. Even my mother asks me. I am a very proud person and this is embarrassing.
Educational romanticism asks too much from students at the bottom of the intellectual pile, asks the wrong things from those in the middle, and asks too little from those at the top.
Every time somebody asks me, 'Oh, when you mix your own music, what are you going to make?' And I don't know.
Cowardice asks the question, is it safe? Expediency asks the question, is it politic? Vanity asks the question, is it popular? But conscience asks the question, is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but one must take it because it is right.
A true Leader asks advice, when he has time to think; but he never asks advice in a crisis. He acts.
I don't know if it's a romantic comedy but I'm in the beginning of the first of the season of 'The West Wing.' We shot it last year. I don't know. If anyone asks me to be in one, I'll jump on it.
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