The clock is ticking.
When a man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. But let him sit on a hot stove for a minute--and it's like longer than any hour. That's relativity.
Do you think we can make it in time?
I think so. The traffic is light.
I'm so glad I made it in time.
Let's meet at the entrance at four p.m. tomorrow.
What a special time it was.