Time won't make a sound or warn you how fast it's moving. It will slip by quietly. No king can command it to slow down. No nation can wish it to stop. It will move at the same pace it started with on your first day. It will never turn aside or pause. So what does this mean? You're busy with your tasks, but life is racing ahead. Death will arrive eventually, and you'll have to face him whether you want to or not.
It will make no disturbance, it will give you no warning of how fast it flies: it will move silently on: it will not prolong itself at the command of a king, or at the wish of a nation: as it started on its first day, so it will run: it will never turn aside, never delay. What follows, then? Why! you are busy, but life is hurrying on: death will be here some time or other, and you must attend to him, whether you will or no.