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In good weather the mule pulled the car a mile in a little less than twenty minutes, unless the stops were too long; but when the trolley-car came, doing its mile in five minutes and better, it would wait for nobody. Nor could its passengers have endured such a thing, because the faster they were carried the less time they had to spare!
“I mean the things that we have and that we think are so solid–they’re like smoke, and time is like the sky that the smoke disappears into.
Life and money both behave like loose quicksilver in a nest of cracks.
