TIME IS A LOT OF THE THINGS people say that God is. There’s the always preexisting and having no end. There’s the notion of being all powerful-because nothing can stand against time, can it? Not mountains, not armies. And time is, of course, all-healing. Give anything enough time, and everything is taken care of: all pain encompassed, all hardship erased, all loss subsumed. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Remember, man, that thou art dust; and unto dust thou shalt return…And if Time is anything akin to God, I suppose that Memory must be the Devil.
[From Diana Gabaldon’s A Breath of Snow and Ashes]