A Breath of Snow and Ashes

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 hardships erased, all loss subsumed.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Remember, man, that thou art dust; and unto dust thous shalt return.

And if Time is anything akin to God, I suppose that Memory must be the Devil.

A Breath of Snow and Ashes - Diana Gabaldon