And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale. – William Shakespeare As You Like It, Act 2, Scene 7.
The half-hour of crowded anticipation, how fully it pays for the sterile hour that follows! – Elizabeth Bibesco
Hour after hour, they shouted at me, accused me, insulted me and members of my family. – Sam Sheppard