litclock_annotated.csv

00:00|midnight|Ren said, "If you go to the football field at midnight on Halloween and say his name three times, his ghost is supposed to appear."|Copper River|William Kent Krueger|sfw
00:00|midnight|"You, Willi, my friend," said Pastor Fritz softly, "you who sit in midnight darkness at midday, is this Jesus Christ a horn of salvation, a light in your darkness?"|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
00:00|midnight|You take a black cat---isn't that it?---that does not have even one white hair (you know this), and you bind his four paws, and then you take him at midnight to a crossroads and you cry out in a loud voice:|The Name of the Rose|Umberto Eco|unknown
00:00|midnight|And I was the lion you do not remember who pushed the boat in which you lay, a child near death, so that it came to the shore where a man sat, wakeful at midnight, to receive you.|The Horse and His Boy|C.S. Lewis|unknown
00:00|midnight|If Jill had been more used to adventures, she might have doubted the Owl’s word, but this never occurred to her; and in the exciting idea of a midnight escape she forgot her sleepiness.|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
00:00|midnight|“And almost exactly at midnight, the Count’s patience was rewarded. For in accordance with the instructions he’d written to Richard, every telephone on the first floor of the Metropol began to ring.”|A Gentleman in Moscow|Amor Towles|unknown
00:00|midnight|“Wins Sibby damn it!” Mr. Hubert said. “Wins Sibby! What the hell else are we setting up till midnight arguing about?”|Go Down Moses|William Faulkner|nsfw
00:00|Midnight|Midnight, and there was frost on the fields and patches of black ice on a road notorious for its accidents—there were bunches of dead flowers tied to fence posts and telegraph poles, and torn gaps in hedges, like some kind of failed crop.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
00:00|midnight|The Place St. Sulpice, so quiet and deserted, where toward midnight there came every night the woman with the busted umbrella and the crazy veil. Every night she slept there on a bench under her torn umbrella, the ribs hanging down, her dress turning green, her bony fingers and the odor of decay oozing from her body; and in the morning I’d be sitting there myself, taking a quiet snooze in the sunshine, cursing the god-damned pigeons gathering up the crumbs everywhere.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
00:00|midnight|The house is empty, but Eugene sings as if he had for audience all the crowned heads of Europe. The garden door is open and the odor of wet leaves sops in and the rain blends with Eugene’s 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦 and 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦. At midnight, after the spectators have saturated the hall with perspiration and foul breaths, I return to sleep on a bench. The exit light, swimming in a halo of tobacco smoke, sheds a faint light on the lower corner of the asbestos curtain; I close my eyes every night on an artificial eye ...|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
00:00|midnight|Trevor had on an Andy Warhol costume: blond bobbed wig, thick black glasses, tight striped shirt. My first impression of him was that he was free spirited, clever, funny. That proved to be completely inaccurate. We left the party together and walked around for hours, lied to each other about our happy lives, ate pizza at midnight, took the Staten Island Ferry back and forth and watched the sun rise.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
00:00|midnight|J. Came to my bed at midnight, and during our athletics, my door was barged. Farcical horror! Thank God J. had locked it on her way in. The doorknob rattled, insistent knocking began. Fear can clear the mind as well as cloud it, and remembering my 𝘋𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘢𝘯, I hid J. in a nest of coverlets and sheets in my sagging bed and left the curtain half open to show I had nothing to hide.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|nsfw
00:00|midnight|It was an animal thing. A wilderness thing. Nothing about her belonged to her previous self in that moment. Above all her voice. This could have been the high shriek of a hawk, the soul-haunting howl of a wolf, the rasping cry of a red fox at midnight. It could have been any of them, but not the scream of a sixteen-year-old schoolgirl.|The Island of Missing Trees|Elif Shafak|unknown
00:00|midnight|Oliver Dubois rammed a pickup truck through his front door on a sweaty midnight in July, at the tail end of a massive block party. <br>It wasn’t his truck, and the street was closed to traffic, so the vehicle’s emergence out of darkness and slow rumble up Oak Drive scattered neighbors and guests alike into confused groups on candlelit lawns.|Behind the Lie|Emilya Naymark|unknown
00:00|Midnight|She looked at the digital display of her watch.<br>00:00:00<br>Midnight, as the clock had told her.<br>She waited for the next second to arrive, but it didn’t.|The Midnight Library|Matt Haig|unknown
00:00|midnight|Farewell, sweet playfellow: pray thou for us;<br>And good luck grant thee thy Demetrius!-<br>Keep word, Lysander: we must starve our sight<br>From lovers’ food till morrow deep midnight.|A Midsummer Night’s Dream|William Shakespeare|unknown
00:00|midnight|Here before me was a vast sweep of empty space: just the closed door and me, and only the stars sprinkled across the midnight sky to see what I did next. Did those cold, distant lights watch with any vestige of the humans they had once been, those special, chosen, favored ones who had brushed to close to the divine?|Ariadne|Jennifer Saint|unknown
00:00|midnight|Had the lure of blood and ecstasy in the midnight woods brought her sailing over the glittering blue waters? I wondered why she was here now, in the vineyard.|Ariadne|Jennifer Saint|unknown
00:00|midnight|She summoned the police and, when the men came, sympathetic, at midnight, she gave testimony. To have given a home to the wolf and succour to the rabid dog.|The Power|Naomi Alderman|unknown
00:00|midnight|One Christmas at midnight on the button, at the old place, the ward door blows open with a crash, in comes a fat man with a beard, eyes ringed red by the cold and his nose just the color of a cherry.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
00:00|midnight|At midnight, the lights in the café’s kitchen could be particularly harsh. Without the comfort of the daylight streaming in through the stained-glass window, everything in the room looked grim and utilitarian.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
00:00|midnight|Sometimes there is no darker place than our own thoughts; the moonless midnight of the mind.|Fear Nothing: A Novel|Dean Koontz|unknown
00:00|midnight|“It starts at midnight.”|Catching Fire|Suzanne Collins|unknown
00:00|midnight|Dawn seemed to follow midnight with indecent haste.|Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows|J.K. Rowling|unknown
00:00|twelve o’clock|“I shall never forget his flying Henry’s kite for him that very windy day last Easter—and ever since his particular kindness last September twelvemonth in writing that note, at twelve o’clock at night, on purpose to assure me that there was no scarlet fever at Cobham, I have been convinced there could not be a more feeling heart nor a better man in existence.—If any body can deserve him, it must be Miss Taylor.”|Emma|Jane Austen|unknown
00:00|twelve o’clock|On the night after his ride to Lawrenceville a crowd sallied to New York in quest of adventure, and started back to Princeton about twelve o’clock in two machines. It had been a gay party and different stages of sobriety were represented.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
00:00|midnight|As midnight was striking bronze blows upon the dusky air, Dorian Gray, dressed commonly, and with a muffler wrapped round his throat, crept quietly out of his house.|The Picture of Dorian Gray|Oscar Wilde|unknown
00:00|midnight|"But wait till I tell you," he said. "We had a midnight lunch too after all the jollification and when we sallied forth it was blue o'clock the morning after the night before." |Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
00:00|midnight|"Midnight," you said. What is midnight to the young? And suddenly a festive blaze was flung Across five cedar trunks, snow patches showed, And a patrol car on our bumpy road Came to a crunching stop. Retake, retake!|Pale Fire|Vladimir Nabokov|unknown
00:00|12.00|That a man who could hardly see anything more than two feet away from him could be employed as a security guard suggested to me that our job was not to secure anything but to report for work every night, fill the bulky ledger with cryptic remarks like 'Patrolled perimeter 12.00 pm, No Incident' and go to the office every fortnight for our wages and listen to the talkative Ms Elgassier.|A Squatter's Tale|Ike Oguine|unknown
00:00|midnight|'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's, Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays;|A Nocturnal upon St Lucy's Day|John Donne|unknown
00:00|midnight|At midnight his wife and daughter might still be bustling about, preparing holiday delicacies in the kitchen, straightening up the house, or perhaps getting their kimonos ready or arranging flowers. Oki would sit in the living room and listen to the radio. As the bells rang he would look back at the departing year. He always found it a moving experience.|Beauty and Sadness|Yasunari Kawabata|unknown
00:00|twelve|Bernardo: 'Tis now struck twelve; get thee to bed, Francisco.|Hamlet|William Shakespeare|unknown
00:00|midnight|But, odder still - Big Ben had once again struck midnight. The time outside still corresponded to that registered by the stopped gilt clock, inside. Inside and outside matched exactly, but both were badly wrong. H'm.|Nights At The Circus|Angela Carter|unknown
00:00|midnight|But in the end I understood this language. I understood it, I understood it, all wrong perhaps. That is not what matters. It told me to write the report. Does this mean I am freer now than I was? I do not know. I shall learn. Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.|Molloy|Samuel Beckett|unknown
00:00|0000h.|Cartridges not allowed after 0000h., to encourage sleep.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
00:00|0000h|Gately can hear the horns and raised voices and u-turn squeals way down below on Wash. That indicates it's around 0000h., the switching hour.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
00:00|twelve|Hamlet: What hour now? Horatio: I think it lacks of twelve. Marcellus: No, it is struck.|Hamlet|William Shakespeare|unknown
00:00|midnight|He is certain he heard footsteps: they come nearer, and then die away. The ray of light beneath his door is extinguished. It is midnight; some one has turned out the gas; the last servant has gone to bed, and he must lie all night in agony with no one to bring him any help.|Swann's Way|Marcel Proust|unknown
00:00|midnight|I am conceived to the chimes of midnight on the clock on the mantelpiece in the room across the hall. The clock once belonged to my great-grandmother (a woman called Alice) and its tired chime counts me into the world.|Behind the Scenes at the Museum|Kate Atkinson|unknown
00:00|twelve|I took her hand in mine, and bid her be composed; for a succession of shudders convulsed her frame, and she would keep straining her gaze towards the glass. 'There's nobody here!' I insisted. 'It was YOURSELF, Mrs. Linton: you knew it a while since.' 'Myself!' she gasped, 'and the clock is striking twelve! It's true, then! that's dreadful!'|Wuthering Heights|Emily Brontë|unknown
00:00|midnight|I was born in the city of Bombay . . . On the stroke of midnight, as a matter of fact. Clock-hands joined palms in respectful greeting as I came. Oh, spell it out, spell it out: at the precise instant of India's arrival at independence, I tumbled forth into the world.|Midnight's Children|Salman Rushdie|unknown
00:00|midnight|It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. I am calm. All is sleeping. Nevertheless I get up and go to my desk. I can't sleep.|Molloy|Samuel Beckett|unknown
00:00|midnight|Midnight had come upon the crowded city. The palace, the night-cellar, the jail, the madhouse; the chambers of birth and death, of health and sickness; the rigid face of the corpse and the calm sleep of the child - midnight was upon them all.|Oliver Twist|Charles Dickens|unknown
00:00|midnight|Once upon a midnight dreary,<br/>while I pondered weak and weary,<br/>Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,<br/>While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,<br/>As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.<br/>"Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door - Only this, and nothing more."|The Raven|Edgar Allan Poe|unknown
00:00|twelve|The clock striketh twelve O it strikes, it strikes! Now body, turn to air, Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell. O soul, be changed into little water drops, And fall into the ocean, ne'er to be found. My God, my God, look not so fierce on me!|Dr. Faustus|Christopher Marlowe|unknown
00:00|midnight|The first night, as soon as the corporal had conducted my uncle Toby up stairs, which was about 10 - Mrs. Wadman threw herself into her arm chair, and crossing her left knee with her right, which formed a resting-place for her elbow, she reclin'd her cheek upon the palm of her hand, and leaning forwards, ruminated until midnight upon both sides of the question.|The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman|Laurence Sterne|unknown
00:00|twelve o'clock|To begin my life with the beginning of my life, I record that I was born (as I have been informed an believe) on a Friday, at twelve o'clock at night. It was remarked that the clock began to strike, and I began to cry, simultaneously.|David Copperfield|Charles Dickens|unknown
00:00|midnight|We have heard the chimes at midnight.|Henry IV|William Shakespeare|unknown
00:00|midnight|It was surely midnight by now. A lone bird called, and the individual trees melted together in one forbidding and unfriendly mass. To Savonius they seemed to incarnate this dismal adventure which had been thrust on him against his will. Somewhere in this deep forest lay this demented man he was supposed to try to comfort and calm.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
00:00|midnight|There was the midnight hike with the boys to the end of the promenade and the big argument about the election of a housemaster. What had become of responsibility and service? And brotherly love?|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
00:01|a minute after midnight|She was wearing a watch. Not a digital one, in this life. An elegant, slender analogue one, with Roman numerals. It was about a minute after midnight. <br/>How is this happening?|The Midnight Library|Matt Haig|unknown
00:01|one minute past midnight|With the appointed execution time of one minute past midnight just seconds away, I knocked on the metal door twice. The lock turned and the door swiftly swung open.|Death at Midnight|Donald A. Cabana|unknown
00:01|one minute after midnight|And on all sides there were the clocks. Conrad noticed them immediately, at every street corner, over every archway, three quarters of the way up the sides of buildings, covering every conceivable angle of approach. Most of them were too high off the ground to be reached by anything less than a fireman's ladder and still retained their hands. All registered the same time: 12:01. Conrad looked at his wristwatch, noted that it was just 2:45.<br/>"They were driven by a master dock," Stacey told him. "When that stopped, they all ceased at the same moment. One minute after midnight, thirty-seven years ago."|Chronopolis|J.G. Ballard|unknown
00:02|two minutes past twelve|At two minutes past twelve the door opens and two men come into the lobby. One is tall with black hair combed in a 50’s pompadour. The other is short and bespectacled. Both are wearing suits.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
00:02|two minutes past midnight|Two minutes past midnight. With me in the lead the fourteen other men of Teams Yellow, White and Red moved out of the clearing and separated for points along the wall where they would cross over into the grounds.|Night of the Krait|Shashi Warrier|unknown
00:03|three minutes after midnight|Early this morning, 1 January 2021, three minutes after midnight, the last human to be born on earth was killed in a pub brawl in a suburb of Buenos Aires, aged twenty-five years, two months and twelve days.|The Children of Men|P.D. James|unknown
00:03|three minutes past midnight|It was just three minutes past midnight when I last saw Archer Harrison alive. I remember, because I said it was two minutes past and he looked at his watch and said it was three minutes past.|Since Ibsen|George Jean Nathan|unknown
00:03|Three minutes after midnight.|Suddenly I felt a great stillness in the air, then a snapping of tension. I glanced at my watch. Three minutes after midnight. I was breathing normally and my pen moved freely across the page. Whatever stalked me wasn’t quite as clever as I’d feared, I thought, careful not to pause in my work.|The Historian|Elizabeth Kostova|unknown
00:04|four minutes past twelve|At four minutes past twelve, Frank Macintosh and Paulie Logan enter the lobby dressed in their suits. There are handshakes all around. Frank’s pompadour appears to have had an oil change.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
00:04|four minutes past midnight|At four minutes past midnight, January 22, Admiral Lowry's armada of more than 250 ships reached the transport area off Anzio. The sea was calm, the night was black.|Anzio: Epic of Bravery|Fred Sheehan|unknown
00:05|after twelve o'clock|It was after twelve o'clock when Easton came home. Ruth recognised his footsteps before he reached the house, and her heart seemed to stop beating when she heard the clang of the gate, as it closed after he had passed through.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
00:05|0005h|E.M. Security, normally so scrupulous with their fucking trucks at 0005h., is nowhere around, lending weight to yet another cliché. If you asked Gately what he was feeling right this second he'd have no idea.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|nsfw
00:06|six minutes past midnight|At six minutes past midnight, death relieved the sufferer.|West of Hell's Fringe|Glenn Shirley|unknown
00:07|seven minutes after midnight|It was seven minutes after midnight. The dog was lying on the grass in the middle of the lawn in front of Mrs. Shears's house. Its eyes were closed. It looked as if it was running on its side, the way dogs run when they think they are chasing a cat in a dream.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
00:08|eight past midnight|"Hour of the night!" exclaimed the priest; "it is day, not night, and the hour is eight past midnight!"|The Brigantine|James Pascoe|unknown
00:09|12.09am|At 12.09am on 18 October, the cavalcade had reached the Karsaz Bridge, still ten kilometres from her destination.|The Bhutto Murder Trail: From Waziristan to GHQ|Amir Mir|unknown
00:10|ten minutes past midnight|It was at ten minutes past midnight. Three police cars, Alsations and a black maria arrive at the farmhouse. The farmer clad only in a jock-strap, refused them entry.|The Queue|Jonathan Barrow|unknown
00:10|ten minutes past midnight|At ten minutes past midnight a call was made to the police by Garry Ashe from his aunt's house to say that he had returned from a walk to discover her body.|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|unknown
00:11|12:11|She was to leave the reception as soon as she could and return to her room to change clothes. At 12:11 there'd be another blackout, during which she'd take the outside stairwell to the ground floor and wait at the exit for a Broadmoor's catering van.|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
00:11|eleven minutes past midnight|The first incendiaries to hit St Thomas's Hospital had splattered Riddell House at eleven minutes past midnight, from where a few hours earlier the Archbishop of Canterbury had given 'an inspiring address'.|The Longest Night|Gavin Mortimer|unknown
00:12|0 Hours, 12 Minutes|Clock time is 0 Hours, 12 Minutes, 0 Seconds. Twenty three minutes later, they have their first sight of Venus. Each lies with his Eye clapp'd to the Snout of an identical two and a half foot Gregorian reflector made by Mr. Short, with Darkening-Nozzles by Mr. Bird.|Mason & Dixon|Thomas Pynchon|unknown
00:12|twelve minutes past midnight|It was twelve minutes past midnight when mother and daughter saw the first lightning strike. It hit the main barn with such force the ground trembled under their feet.|Kentucky Heat|Fern Michaels|unknown
00:13|thirteen minutes past midnight|It's thirteen minutes past midnight. We're on yet another plane, this time from San Diego To Boston via Chicago. All around me people are sleeping.|Madlands|Anna Rose|unknown
00:14|fourteen minutes past midnight|It was exactly fourteen minutes past midnight when he completed the final call. Among the men he had reched were honourable men. Their voices would be heard by the President.|The Matarese Circle|Robert Ludlum|unknown
00:15|twelve-fifteen|At twelve-fifteen he got out of the van. He tucked the pistol under the waistband of his trousers and crossed the silent, deserted street to the Hudston house.|Watchers|Dean Koontz|unknown
00:16|sixteen minutes past midnight|At sixteen minutes past midnight, Block 4 was hit and the roof set alight.|The Longest Night|Gavin Mortimer|unknown
00:17|twelve seventeen a.m.|"So you deduce that I arrived at the fallen tree later than twelve seventeen a.m. It may have been so. As I wasn't concocting an alibi, I didn't check the time every two minutes."|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
00:17|seventeen minutes after twelve|Kava ordered two glasses of coffee for himself and his beloved and some cake. When the pair left, exactly seventeen minutes after twelve, the club began to buzz with excitement.|Vanvild Kava|Isaac Bashevis Singer|unknown
00:18|eighteen minutes past midnight|Instantaneously the oblong became a square; then that, too, was extinguished. Toynton Grange lay, a faintly discerned shape etched in the darkness on the silent headland. Curious, he looked at his watch. The time was eighteen minutes past midnight.|The Black Tower|P.D. James|sfw
00:18|12:18 a.m.|21st December 1985, 12:18 a.m.<br/>[IN BED]<br/>Michael doesn’t believe in Heaven or Hell. He’s got closer to death than most living people and he tells me there was no tunnel of light or dancing angels. I’m a bit disappointed, to be honest.|The Book of Lies|Mary Horlock|unknown
00:19|nineteen minutes past midnight|I leaped out of bed, ran down the stairs and into the kitchen through that harsh, searing light. The clock on the wall was showing nineteen minutes past midnight. I grabbed my black raincoat from the hook by the back door, pulled on my wellington boots, one of which was almost impossible to get my foot into, and rushed outside.|After the Fire|Henning Mankell|unknown
00:20|twelve-twenty|When the police arrived at twelve-twenty they found Mrs. O'Keefe lying on a single divan in her front sitting-room, practically naked.|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|nsfw
00:20|twelve twenty|“But by the time he reached the top of the hill the woman’s body had basically been eaten up already by the flies, right?” my friend said.<br>“In a sense,” his girlfriend replied.<br>“In a sense being eaten by the flies makes it a sad story, doesn’t it?” my friend said.<br>“Yes, I guess so,” she said after giving it some thought. “What do you think?” she asked me.<br>“Sounds like a sad story to me,” I replied.<br>It was twelve twenty when my cousin came back.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
00:20|twelve-twenty|Now she was kneading the little ball of hot paste on the convex margin of the bowl and I could smell the opium. There is no smell like it. Beside the bed the alarm-clock showed twelve-twenty, but already my tension was over. Pyle had diminished.|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|nsfw
00:21|12:21 A.M.|12:21 A.M.<br/>Uh-oh. Vance felt the tracks suddenly shiver. Then with what sounded like a painful grind of metal on metal, the gantry started moving again. They'd decided to override the safety shutoff.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
00:21|12.21am|Nobody had been one of Mycroft Ward's most important operatives and for sixty seconds every day, between 12.21am and 12.22am., his laptop was permitted to connect directly with the gigantic online database of self that was Mycroft Ward's mind.|The Raw Shark Texts|Steven Hall|unknown
00:22|12.22am|Nobody had been one of Mycroft Ward's most important operatives and for sixty seconds every day, between 12.21am and 12.22am., his laptop was permitted to connect directly with the gigantic online database of self that was Mycroft Ward's mind.|The Raw Shark Texts|Steven Hall|unknown
00:23|twenty-three minutes past midnight|Oskar weighed the wristwatch in his hand, then gave the rather fine piece with its luminous dial showing twenty-three minutes past midnight to little Pinchcoal. He looked up inquiringly at his chief. Störtebeker nodded his assent. And Oskar said, as he adjusted his drum snugly for the trip home: "Jesus will lead the way. Follow thou me!"|The Tin Drum|Günter Grass|sfw
00:24|12.24am|Sanders with Sutton as his gunner began their patrol at 12.24am, turning south towards Beachy Head at 10,000 ft.|The Longest Night|Gavin Mortimer|unknown
00:25|12:25|After a moment reality reasserted itself, and she realized she hadn't been hallucinating, but dreaming. The clock on the desk read 12:55. They'd begun their ten-minute session at 12:25, so obviously she had twenty minutes to account for.|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
00:25|five-and-twenty minutes past midnight|Charlotte remembered that she had heard Gregoire go downstairs again, almost immediately after entering his bedroom, and before the servants had even bolted the house-doors for the night. He had certainly rushed off to join Therese in some coppice, whence they must have hurried away to Vieux-Bourg station which the last train to Paris quitted at five-and-twenty minutes past midnight. And it was indeed this which had taken place.|Fruitfulness|Emile Zola|unknown
00:25|twenty-five past midnight|I mean, look at the time! Twenty-five past midnight! It was a triumph, it really was!|The Soldier's Wife|Joanna Trollope|unknown
00:26|12.26am|"A Mr. Dutta from King's Cross called and told me you were on your way. He said you wanted to see the arrival of yesterday's 12.26am. It'll take me a few minutes to cue up the footage. Our regular security bloke isn't here today; he's up before Haringey Magistrates' Court for gross indecency outside the headquarters of the Dagenham Girl Pipers."|Bryant & May Off the Rails|Christopher Fowler|unknown
00:27|twenty-seven minutes past midnight|Blake came off the bus behind a pudgy woman carrying a sleeping baby in her arms. The bus driver was talking to a flashy little twist He didn’t even turn to look at the woman and her baby. Blake caught her as she stumbled. She turned and smiled wearily at him. Blake nodded to her and looked up at the terminal clock. It was then twenty-seven minutes past midnight.|Mourn the Hangman|Harry Whittington|unknown
00:28|12.28|The DRINK CHEER-UP COFFEE wall clock read 12.28.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
00:29|twenty-nine minutes past twelve|"What time is it?" asked Teeny-bits.<br/>The station agent hauled out his big silver watch, looked at it critically and announced: "Twenty-nine minutes past twelve.”<br/>“Past twelve!" repeated Teeny-bits. "It can't be."|The Mark of the Knife|Clayton H. Ernst|sfw
00:30|Half-past twelve o’clock|Half-past twelve o’clock came; Turkey began to glow in the face, overturn his inkstand, and become generally obstreperous; Nippers abated down into quietude and courtesy; Ginger Nut munched his noon apple; and Bartleby remained standing at his window in one of his profoundest dead-wall reveries.|Bartleby, the Scrivener|Herman Melville|unknown
00:30|half past midnight|“I love you more than you can possibly know.”<br>“I love you too.” I smile and his lips linger on my cheek. As he walks down the hall, I note the time: half past midnight.|Bath Haus|P.J. Vernon|unknown
00:30|half-past twelve|It was half-past twelve when I returned to the Albany as a last desperate resort. The scene of my disaster was much as I had left it. The baccarat-counters still strewed the table, with the empty glasses and the loaded ash-trays. A window had been opened to let the smoke out, and was letting in the fog instead.|The Amateur Cracksman|E.W. Hornung|unknown
00:31|00:31|Third individual approaches unnoticed and without caution. Once within reach, individual reaches out toward subjects. Recording terminates: timecode: 00:31:02.|Zombie Apocalypse! Fightback|Stephen Jones|unknown
00:32|12:32|Meticulously he noted the time by the wall clock over the fireplace and made a record in his book. "12:32 Mr. Courtney-Brigs reports fallen tree across the Winchester Road path."|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
00:32|thirty-two minutes past midnight|Thirty-two minutes past midnight; the way things were going I could be at it all night. Before beginning a completely new search of the dial I had a thought: maybe this safe didn't open on zero as older models did, but on a factory-set number.|Ixtapa|Everette Howard Hunt|unknown
00:33|thirty-three minutes past twelve|Stephen Maxie looked him straight in the eye and said almost casually: “It was thirty-three minutes past twelve by my watch.|Cover Her Face|P.D. James|unknown
00:34|thirty-four minutes past midnight|Thirty-four minutes past midnight. 'We got ten minutes to be back here.' LT didn't argue. Schoolboy knew his former trade. LT's eyes fretted over the museum. 'Not still worrying about the security, are you, because there ain't none.'|Killer Tune|Dreda Say Mitchell|unknown
00:35|thirty-five minutes past midnight|Mrs. Gentrie looked at the clock. It was thirty-five minutes past midnight.|The Case of the Empty Tin|Erle Stanley Gardner|unknown
00:35|thirty-five minutes past midnight|The clock read thirty-five minutes past midnight. I was dazed from the deepness of the sleep. Who could be calling me at this hour?|A Cat on the Cutting Edge|Lydia Adamson|unknown
00:36|Thirty-six minutes past midnight|The prosecutor looked at her gold watch. Thirty-six minutes past midnight.|The Frozen Dead|Bernard Minier|unknown
00:37|thirty-seven minutes past midnight|A glance at the luminous dial of his watch showed to be thirty-seven minutes past midnight.|Not a Marrying Man|Dixie Browning|unknown
00:37|12:37 AM|Stephen looked at his bedside clock. 12:37 AM.<br/>He went into the kitchen, and grabbed a Vanilla Coke from the refrigerator. In the living room, he opened the DVD cabinet, and ran his eyes across the hundreds of titles.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
00:38|twelve thirty-eight a.m.|"You left the main hospital building at about midnight. You spoke to the porter at the main gate at twelve thirty-eight a.m. Where were you between those times?"|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
00:38|thirty-eight minutes past midnight|Somewhere he'd lost three days; for he'd entered the burning veil Thursday, thirty-eight minutes past midnight. Yes. But keep cool. There's more at stake than three lost days. There must be; otherwise why the police?|Redemolished|Alfred Bester|unknown
00:38|12:38 a.m.|Justin turned on the light and groggily looked at the Sony clock radio which said it was 12:38 a.m. The screams in his dream had been painfully, frighteningly real, but he could not remember where the screams had come from.|Crow's Nest|G.V. Miller|unknown
00:39|12:39 a.m.|It was 12:39 a.m. and I watched the moon fall prey to an evil-looking pack of galloping dark clouds.|Monastery Nightmare|Ross H. Spencer|unknown
00:40|twelve-forty|It was the opinion of the forensic pathologist who saw the body at twelve-forty that Mrs. O'Keefe had died very shortly after her return home.|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
00:40|twenty minutes to one|"Twenty minutes to one?" exclaimed Helen. "My mother will certainly think we're lost. But I hate to go. It is magnificent, even if it is terrible."|White Ashes|Sidney R. Kennedy|sfw
00:41|12:41 am|By the time he came back to his car, it was 12:41 am. I was standing outside my car, just waiting and he noticed me.|Blood Ties|Geraldo Cruz|unknown
00:42|eighteen minutes to one|The butt had been growing warm in her fingers; now the glowing end stung her skin. She crushed the cigarette out and stood, brushing ash from her black skirt. It was eighteen minutes to one. She went to the house phone and called his room. The telephone rang and rang, but there was no answer.|Marjorie Morningstar|Herman Wouk|unknown
00:43|twelve-forty-three|Died five minutes ago, you say? he asked. His eye went to the watch on his wrist. Twelve-forty-three, he wrote on the blotter.|A Pocket Full of Rye|Agatha Christie|unknown
00:44|12:44 A.M.|It was 12:44 A.M. when she turned the corner by Brulee's onto Stateline Road. She waited on the approaching train.|Burning Embers|Wayne Pearson|unknown
00:45|quarter of one|It was a banging shutter somewhere below that woke me. I picked my watch up from the night table and saw it was quarter of one. I didn’t think there was going to be any more sleep for me until that banging stopped, so I got dressed, started out the door, then returned to the closet for my slicker. When I got downstairs, I paused. From the big bedroom down the hall from the parlor, I could hear Mrs. S sawing wood in long, noisy strokes. No banging shutter was going to break her rest.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
00:45|12.45|At 12.45, during a lull, Mr. Yoshogi told me that owing to the war there were now many more women in England than men.|Pig and Pepper: A Comedy of Youth|David Footman|unknown
00:45|third quarter after midnight|At the thought he jumped to his feet and took down from its hook the coat in which he had left Miss Viner's letter. The clock marked the third quarter after midnight, and he knew it would make no difference if he went down to the post-box now or early the next morning; but he wanted to clear his conscience, and having found the letter he went to the door.|The Reef|Edith Wharton|unknown
00:46|12:46 a.m.|Teddy wrote that phone records confirm Miss Lutton's story. She called at 12:46 a.m.|Dial M For Mischief|Kasey Michaels|unknown
00:47|12:47a.m|At 12:47a.m, Uncle Ho left us forever.|Last Night I Dreamed Of Peace|Andrew X. Pham|unknown
00:48|12:48 a.m.|Stanton shut the light off, glancing quickly at the clock's red numerals; it was 12:48 a.m. She tried to remember what day it was.|The Moriah Ruse|Marvin Wiebener|unknown
00:49|12:49 A.M.|That's when they began yelling for help. A security guard at a nearby high-rise heard their cries and called police. It was 12:49 A.M. Metro-Dade Officer Bart Cohen and his partner arrived one minute later.|Never Let Them See You Cry|Edna Buchanan|unknown
00:50|12.50|The packing was done at 12.50; and Harris sat on the big hamper, and said he hoped nothing would be found broken. George said that if anything was broken it was broken, which reflection seemed to comfort him. He also said he was ready for bed.|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
00:51|12:51|My smile suddenly vanished after realizing the time. It was 12:51 and at one in the morning usually checks us. I tried to run as fast as I could to reach the elevator until I did.|All The Stars Above Us|Jyerrmou|unknown
00:52|12:52 a.m.|New Year’s Eve night, well, way early New Year's morning, 1998\nLet’s be exact: Let’s say it was 12:52 a.m.<br>I discovedered what I want:<br>Attention.|The Year of Lovemaking & Crying|Kenneth Robinson|unknown
00:53|12:53 A.M.|But he came out of it so slowly this time that Jacqueline had already picked up the phone and said hello before he was fully awake. The clock said it was 12:53 A.M. A bit early for Meade to call, yet who else could it be?|Impulse|Michael Weaver|unknown
00:54|six minutes to one|Everybody was happy; everybody was complimentary; the ice was soon broken; songs, anecdotes, and more drinks followed, and the pregnant minutes flew. At six minutes to one, when the jollity was at its highest— BOOM! There was silence instantly.|A Double Barrelled Detective Story|Mark Twain|unknown
00:55|12:25|After a moment reality reasserted itself, and she realized she hadn't been hallucinating, but dreaming. The clock on the desk read 12:55. They'd begun their ten-minute session at 12:25, so obviously she had twenty minutes to account for.|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
00:55|five minutes to one|At five minutes to one, the host of the show emerged from a heated tent to massive applause from the crowd. She was dressed in a fuchsia coat, with a black turtleneck, a knee-length skirt, black tights, and knee-high boots.|The First Phone Call From Heaven|Mitch Albom|unknown
00:55|five to one|He rolled one way, rolled the other, listened to the loud tick of the clock, and was asleep a minute later. Five to one in the morning. Fifty-one hours to go.|61 Hours|Lee Child|unknown
00:56|twelve fifty-six A.M.|At twelve fifty-six A.M., Jo O'Connor finally gave up on the idea of sleep. For hours she'd been awake worrying about Louis and Stormy and Sarah Two Knives. And about Cork.|Boundary Waters|William Kent Krueger|sfw
00:56|12:56 A.M.|It was 12:56 A.M. when Gerald drove up onto the grass and pulled the limousine right next to the cemetery.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
00:56|12:56|Teacher used to lie awake at night facing that clock, batting his eyelashes against his pillowcase to mimic the sound of the rolling drop action. One night, and this first night is lost in the countless later nights of compounding wonder, he discovered a game. Say the time was 12:56.|Lessons in Essence|Dana Standridge|unknown
00:57|12:57|A minute had passed, and the roller dropped a new leaf. 12:57. 12 + 57 = 69; 6 + 9 = 15; 1 + 5 = 6. 712 + 5 = 717; 71 + 7 = 78; 7 + 8 = 15; 1 + 5 = 6 again.|Lessons in Essence|Dana Standridge|unknown
00:58|almost at one in the morning|It was downright shameless on his part to come visiting them, especially at night, almost at one in the morning, after all that had happened.|The Idiot|Fyodor Dostoyevsky|unknown
00:59|About one o’clock|"What time is it now?" she said.<br/> "About one o’clock."<br/> "In the morning?"<br/> Herera’s friend leered at her. "No, there’s a total eclipse of the sun."|Freedom|Jonathan Frantzen|unknown
00:59|nearly one o’clock|It was nearly one o’clock when Sherlock Holmes returned from his excursion. He held in his hand a sheet of blue paper, scrawled over with notes and figures.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
01:00|one o’clock in the morning|If you want to get out of a house without being seen, the middle of the afternoon is in some ways a better time to try than the middle of the night. Doors and windows are more likely to be open; and if you are caught, you can always pretend you weren’t meaning to go far and had no particular plans. (It is very hard to make either giants or grown-ups believe this if you’re found climbing out of a bedroom window at one o’clock in the morning.)|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|He shut down at one o’clock. He had written two pages, and the feeling that he was reverting to the nervous and neurotic man who’d almost burned down his house three years ago was getting harder to dismiss.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
01:00|1 a.m.|Shortly before 1 a.m., he answered a knock at the back door and admitted five men, two of whom were expert carpenters.|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
01:00|1 a.m.|I want to shout and scream, but I would be screaming at a wall. I storm off to my bedroom. Thirty minutes later, she leaves the house with Gboyega. <br>She doesn’t return till 1 a.m.<br>I don’t sleep till 1 a.m.|My Sister, The Serial Killer|Oyinkan Braithwaite|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|It was one o’clock when we left No. 3, Lauriston Gardens. Sherlock Holmes led me to the nearest telegraph office, whence he dispatched a long telegram. He then hailed a cab, and ordered the driver to take us to the address given us by Lestrade|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|“Nobody noticed that he got off the ride without his date?”<br>“Nope. This was mid-July, the very height of the season, and the place was a swarming madhouse. They didn’t find the body until one o’clock the next morning, long after the park was closed and the Horror House work-lights were turned on. For the graveyard shift, you know.”|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|It was nearly one o’clock when Sherlock Holmes returned from his excursion. He held in his hand a sheet of blue paper, scrawled over with notes and figures.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|“Can’t do it, Findle; I’m with somebody else! Call me up to-morrow about one o’clock!”|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|“About one o’clock they moved to Maxim’s, and two found them in Deviniere’s. Sloane had been drinking consecutively and was in a state of unsteady exhilaration, but Amory was quite tiresomely sober; they had run across none of those ancient, corrupt buyers of champagne who usually assisted their New York parties. "|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
01:00|struck one|The more he thought about it the more puzzled he was… He didn’t understand this revolver<br>business…<br>Somebody in the house had got that revolver…<br>Downstairs a clock struck one.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
01:00|1.00 am.|1.00 am. I felt the surrounding quietness suffocating me.|Sister|Rosamund Lupton|unknown
01:00|one o’clock|He didn’t know what was at the end of the chute. The opening was narrow (though large enough to take the canary). He dreamed that the chute opened onto vast garbage bins filled with old coffee filters, ravioli in tomato sauce and mangled genitalia. Huge worms, as big as the canary, armed with terrible beaks, would attack the body. Tear off the feet, rip out its intestines, burst the eyeballs. He woke up, trembling; it was only one o’clock. He swallowed three Xanax. So ended his first night of freedom.|Atomised|Michel Houellebecq|unknown
01:00|nearly one o'clock|I looked attentively at her, as she put that singular question to me. It was then nearly one o'clock. All I could discern distinctly by the moonlight was a colourless, youthful face, meagre and sharp to look at about the cheeks and chin; large, grave, wistfully attentive eyes; nervous, uncertain lips; and light hair of a pale, brownish-yellow hue.|The Woman in White|Wilkie Collins|unknown
01:00|one in the morning|I'm the only one awake in this house on this night before the day that will change all our lives. Though it's already that day: the little luminous hands on my alarm clock (which I haven't set) show just gone one in the morning.|Tomorrow|Graham Swift|unknown
01:00|One am|It was the thirtieth of May by now. One am on the thirtieth of May 1940. Quite a famous date on which to be lying awake and staring at the ceiling. Already in the creeks and tidal estuaries of England the pleasure-boats and paddle-steamers were casting their moorings for the day trip to Dunkirk. And, over on the other side, Ted stood as a good a chance as anyone else.|London Belongs to Me|Norman Collins|unknown
01:00|one|Last night of all, When yon same star that's westward from the pole Had made his course t'illume that part of heaven Where now it burns, Marcellus and myself, The bell then beating one.|Hamlet|William Shakespeare|unknown
01:00|one o'clock in the morning|The station was more crowded than he had expected to find it at - what was it? he looked up at the clock - one o'clock in the morning. What in the name of God was he doing on King's Cross station at one o'clock in the morning, with no cigarette and no home that he could reasonably expect to get into without being hacked to death by a homicidal bird?|The Long Dark Tea-time of the Soul|Douglas Adams|unknown
01:01|About one o’clock|"What time is it now?" she said.<br/> "About one o’clock."<br/> "In the morning?"<br/> Herera’s friend leered at her. "No, there’s a total eclipse of the sun."|Freedom|Jonathan Frantzen|unknown
01:02|A little after one o’clock in the morning|A little after one o’clock in the morning, Perena Lewitz arrived at the airport and headed to the <i>Lanea Willats</i>. The spotlights seemed to exaggerate the vast bloated shape of the Q-series freighter.|The Dark Foundations|Chris Walley|unknown
01:04|1:04|She had called twice during the twenty-four hours following the old bastard’s stroke, when it became obvious he was going to snuff it. The phone had not been answered either time.<br>She called again after her father died — this time at 1:04 on the morning of August 2nd. Some drunk had answered the telephone.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw
01:06|six minutes past one|We had come out of church together after midnight service and had immediately seen the offending light, as had most of the congregation. And Bill, always punctillious, had looked at his watch. His call to the manor had been made at six minutes past one.|The Murder of Santa Claus|P.D. James|sfw
01:06|1:06|When he woke it was 1:06 by the digital clock on the bedside table. He lay there looking at the ceiling, the raw glare of the vaporlamp outside bathing the bedroom in a cold and bluish light. Like a winter moon.|No Country for Old Men|Cormac McCarthy|unknown
01:07|1:07 A.M.|But the most striking difference was the time of day. Outside the basement windows, night had fallen. The streetlights were on and there was a full moon out.<br/>“Whoa,” I heard myself whisper. I glanced at the digital alarm clock sitting on top of one of the bookshelves. Its glowing blue display said the local time was now 1:07 A.M.|Ready Player Two|Ernest Cline|unknown
01:08|1.08a.m.|It was 1.08a.m. but he had left the ball at the same time as I did, and had further to travel.|The Rosie Project|Graeme Simsion|unknown
01:08|01:08|My radio-alarm is glowing 01:08 when I hear footsteps on the stairs, the pause, the timid knock-knock-knock on my outer door.|The Bone Clocks|David Mitchell|sfw
01:09|1:09 A.M.|Wednesday 1:09 A.M.<br/>"Darling, do you think they'll figure out it was a ruse?"<br/>"Who knows." He looked up from stoking the fireplace, where nothing but embers remained. "Tanzan Mino may be a genius, but the rest of his Yakuza hoods are not exactly rocket scientists."|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
01:09|nine minutes past one|They made an unostentatious exit from their coach, finding themselves, when the express had rolled on into the west, upon a station platform in a foreign city at nine minutes past one o'clock in the morning - but at length without their shadow.|The Black Bag|Louis Joseph Vance|unknown
01:10|ten past one|"The back door was unbolted, Sir, while Caldwell and Miss Makepiece checked the lights. That was at about ten past one."|The Murder of Santa Claus|P.D. James|sfw
01:10|ten minutes past one|It was at ten minutes past one by Bond’s watch when, at the high table, the whole pattern of play suddenly altered.|Casino Royale|Ian Fleming|unknown
01:10|1.10am|February 26, Saturday - Richards went out 1.10am and found it clearing a bit, so we got under way as soon as possible, which was 2:10a.m.|South: The Endurance Expedition|Ernest Shackleton|unknown
01:11|nearer to one than half past|Declares one of the waiters was the worse for liquor, and that he was giving him a dressing down. Also that it was nearer to one than half past.|The Affair at the Victory Ball|Agatha Christie|unknown
01:12|1:12 AM|That was under the pastoral cone of silence. Maybe I'll be able to tell Jenn more at some point down the line. But not now.<br/>He looked at the clock. It said 1:12 AM.|Vatican Shadows|Ray Keating|sfw
01:12|1.12 a.m.|It was 1.12 a.m. when Father arrived at the police station. I did not see him until 1.28 a.m. but I knew he was there because I could hear him. <br/> He was shouting, "I want to see my son," and "Why the hell is he locked up?" and, "Of course I'm bloody angry."|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|nsfw
01:15|quarter past one|I am sorry, therefore, as I have said, that I ever paid any attention to the footsteps. They began about a quarter past one o'clock in the morning, a rhythmic, quick-cadenced walking around the dining-room table.|My Life and Hard Times: "The Night the Ghost Got In"|James Thurber|unknown
01:15|1.15am|Lily Chen always prepared an 'evening' snack for her husband to consume on his return at 1.15am.|Sour Sweet|Timothy Mo|unknown
01:16|sixteen past one|At sixteen past one, they walked into the interview room.|Nothing Gold Can Stay|Dana Stabenow|unknown
01:16|1.16am|From 1am to 1.16am vouched for by other two conductors.|Murder on the Orient Express|Agatha Christie|unknown
01:17|1:17 A.M.|Friday 1:17 A.M.<br/>The room was cold. Just cold. That was the first thing he'd noticed when they shoved him in. It still was. For nine hours he'd been sitting on a hard, canvas-covered Soviet cot, shivering.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
01:17|seventeen minutes past one|At that moment (it was seventeen minutes past one in the morning) Lieutenant Bronsfield was preparing to leave the watch and return to his cabin, when his attention was attracted by a distant hissing noise.|A Voyage Round the Moon|Jules Verne|unknown
01:17|1:17|The clocks stopped at 1:17. A long shear of light and then a series of low concussions. He got up and went to the window. What is it? she said. He didnt answer. He went into the bathroom and threw the lightswitch but the power was already gone. A dull rose glow in the windowglass. He dropped to one knee and raised the lever to stop the tub and then turned on both taps as far as they would go.|The Road|Cormac McCarthy|unknown
01:20|one twenty|I woke up and glanced at my watch on the table next to my bed. It was one twenty. My heart was beating furiously. I slid off the bed down onto the carpet, sat cross-legged, and took some deep breaths. Then I held my breath, relaxed my shoulders, sat up straight, and tried to focus. I must have swum too much, I decided, or got too much sun.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
01:20|twenty minutes past one|"Well!" she said, looking like a minor female prophet about to curse the sins of the people. "May I trespass on your valuable time long enough to ask what in the name of everything bloodsome you think you're playing at, young piefaced Bertie? It is now some twenty minutes past one o'clock in the morning, and not a spot of action on your part."|Jeeves and the Feudal Spirit|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
01:20|1.20 a.m.|Then it was 1.20 a.m., but I hadn't heard Father come upstairs to bed. I wondered if he was asleep downstairs or whether he was waiting to come in and kill me. So I got out my Swiss Army Knife and opened the saw blade so that I could defend myself.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|nsfw
01:21|1:21 A.M.|Friday 1:21 A.M.<br/>"Your name Vance?" The Russian voice, with its uncertain English, was the last thing he'd expected.<br/>"Who are you?"<br/>"For this vehicle, I am Director Propulsion System," he replied formally, and with pride, pulling at his white lab coat. "I must talk you. Please."|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
01:22|1:22|It was 1:22 when we found Dad's grave.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
01:23|twenty-three minutes past one|The clock marked twenty-three minutes past one. He was suddenly full of agitation, yet hopeful. She had come! Who could tell what she would say? She might offer the most natural explanation of her late arrival.|A Mummer's Tale|Anatole France|unknown
01:24|1.24am|Larkin had died at 1.24am, turning to the nurse who was with him, squeezing her hand, and saying faintly, 'I am going to the inevitable.'|Body Parts: Essays on Life-Writing|Hermione Lee|unknown
01:25|twenty-five minutes past one|He made a last effort; he tried to rise, and sank back. His head fell on the sofa cushions. It was then twenty-five minutes past one o'clock.|The Moonstone|Wilkie Collins|unknown
01:26|one twenty-six A.M.|When I reached the stop and got off, it was already one twenty-six A.M. by the bus's own clock. I had been gone over ten hours.|The Silver Metal Lover|Tanith Lee|unknown
01:27|1:27 A.M.|It was a receipt for the purchase of 13.6 gallons of gas, a credit card transaction bearing Soderburg's signature. It had been generated at the Food 'N Fuel at 1:27 A.M. on January 1.|Blood Hollow|William Kent Krueger|sfw
01:27|twenty-seven minutes past one|At twenty-seven minutes past one she felt as if she was levitating out of her body.|Trackers|Deon Meyer|unknown
01:28|1.28 a.m.|It was 1.12 a.m. when Father arrived at the police station. I did not see him until 1.28 a.m. but I knew he was there because I could hear him. <br/> He was shouting, "I want to see my son," and "Why the hell is he locked up?" and, "Of course I'm bloody angry."|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|nsfw
01:29|one-twenty-nine A.M.|He exited the men's room at one-twenty-nine A.M.|The Narc|William Edmund Butterworth|unknown
01:30|One thirty|She glanced at her bedside clock. One thirty. Beneath the hands, tiny ivory-inlaid sheep jumped over a stile. Papa had designed it for her and she found herself counting the creatures now, trying to ignore the whirr of her mind as she closed her eyes and drifted off into an uneasy sleep full of silver-eyed men and skull-topped canes.|Cogheart|Peter Bunzl|unknown
01:30|one thirty|Rose continued her meditations until one thirty that Monday morning. The rest of the True (with the exception of Apron Annie and Big Mo, currently watching over Grampa Flick) were sleeping deeply when she decided she was ready.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
01:30|one-thirty|The following day, at one-thirty, I call on Van Norden. It’s his day off, or rather his night off. He has left work with Carl that I am to help him move today. <br>I find him in a state of unusual depression. He hasn’t slept a wink all night, he tells me. There’s something on his mind, something that’s eating him up.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
01:30|half-past one|"Half-past one", The street lamp sputtered, The street lamp muttered, The street lamp said, "Regard that woman ..."|Rhapsody on a Windy Night|T.S. Eliot|unknown
01:30|1:30 A.M.|Around 1:30 A.M. the door opened and I thought it was Karla, but it was Bug, saying Karla and Laura had gone out for a stag night after they ran out of paint.|Microserfs|Douglas Coupland|unknown
01:30|one thirty|The late hour helped. It simplified things. It categorized the population. Innocent bystanders were mostly home in bed. I walked for half an hour, but nothing happened. Until one thirty in the morning. Until I looped around to 22nd and Broadway.|Gone Tomorrow|Lee Child|unknown
01:30|1:30 a.m.|The radio alarm clock glowed 1:30 a.m. Bad karaoke throbbed through walls. I was wide awake, straightjacketed by my sweaty sheets. A headache dug its thumbs into my temples. My gut pulsed with gamma interference: I lurched to the toilet.|Ghostwritten|David Mitchell|unknown
01:31|one-thirty-one|It was one-thirty-one in the morning. He poured another Crown. Downed it and repeated the process two more times.|Westerly|Michael E. Newell|unknown
01:32|one thirty-two|I sat down on the couch again and looked at my watch It was one thirty-two. I shut my eyes and focused on a spot in my head. My mind a total blank, I gave myself up to the sands of time and let the flow take me wherever it wanted.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
01:32|one-thirty-two|She grinned at him with malicious playfulness, showing great square teeth, and then ran for the stairs. One-thirty-two. She thought that she heard a whistle blown and took the last three steps in one stride.|Stamboul Train|Graham Greene|unknown
01:33|one-thirty-three a.m.|He looked at his watch. One-thirty-three a.m. He had been asleep on this bench for over an hour and a half.|Skeletons|Kat Fox|unknown
01:35|One thirty-five|Two days later, the chime of his diary woke Merral in the middle of the night. He shook himself and peered at the clock on the diary screen.<br/>One thirty-five. An extraordinary time for a message. Has the ship been sighted?|The Dark Foundations|Chris Walley|unknown
01:38|one-thirty-eight|At one-thirty-eight am suspect left the Drive-In and drove to seven hundred and twenty three North Walnut, to the rear of the residence, and parked the car.|The Narc|William Edmund Butterworth|unknown
01:40|one-forty am|March twelfth, one-forty am, she leaves a group of drinking buddies to catch a bus home. She never makes it.|Bones to Ashes|Kathy Reichs|unknown
01:44|sixteen minutes to two|She knew it was the stress, two long days of stress, and she looked at her watch, sixteen minutes to two, and she almost leaped with fright, a shock wave rippling through her body, where had the time gone?|Trackers|Deon Meyer|unknown
01:45|1:45|In the end I accepted a glass of claret. It seemed both churlish and censorious to let him drink alone. The carriage-clock stuck 1:45 before he roused himself and said: "Sorry, Cousin. Rather drunk. Be glad of your shoulder. To bed, to sleep, perchance to dream."|The Mistletoe Murder|P.D. James|sfw
01:45|fifteen minutes to two|When it was ten or fifteen minutes to two the deacon would come in; he was a lanky young man of twenty-two, with long hair, with no beard and hardly a perceptible mustache. Going into the drawing room, he crossed himself before the ikon, smiled, and held out his hand to Von Koren. <br/> "Good morning," the zoologist said coldly. "Where have you been?" |The Duel|Anton Pavlovich Chekhov|sfw
01:45|1:45 A.M.|Kaplan looked even more like hell than usual. The skin across the tops of his cheeks and around his eyes was blistered from frostbite. His limping indicated that he'd probably frostbitten some toes as well. The last communication from him the night before had been at 1:45 A.M., when he radioed to let the department know he was finally giving up.|Corpus Delicti|William Kent Krueger|nsfw
01:46|one forty-six a.m.|That particular phenomenon got Presto up at one forty-six a.m.; silently, he painted his face and naked body with camouflage paint. He opened the door to his room and stepped out into the common lobby.|Fardnock's Revenge|J.W. Stockton|unknown
01:47|1:47 A.M.|That night Cork woke, looked at the clock on the stand beside the bed - 1:47 A.M. - and realized he was alone.|Mercy Falls|William Kent Krueger|sfw
01:47|1:47 A.M.|Friday 1:47 A.M.<br/>"Will he help?" Yuri Androv surveyed the eleven men in the darkened control room. The wall along the left side consisted entirely of heavy plate glass looking out on Number One. That wind tunnel, the video screens, the instrument panels, everything was dormant now.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
01:50|Ten to two|She had to get out of this goddam camper. It might be the biggest, luxiest one in the world, but right now it felt the size of a coffin. She made her way to the door, holding onto things to keep her balance. She glanced at the clock on the dashboard before she went out. Ten to two. Everything had happened in just twenty minutes. Incredible.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
01:50|ten minutes before two AM|No, she thought: every spinster legal secretary, bartender, and orthodontist had a cat or two—and she could not tolerate (not even as a lark, not even for a moment at ten minutes before two AM), embodying cliché.|Dog|Michelle Herman|unknown
01:51|nine minutes to two|At nine minutes to two the other vehicle arrived. At first Milla didn't believe her eyes: that shape, those markings.|Trackers|Deon Meyer|unknown
01:54|six minutes to two|Six minutes to two. Janina Mentz watched the screen, where the small program window flickered with files scrolling too fast to read, searching for the keyword.|Trackers|Dean Koontz|unknown
01:55|1:55 A.M.|1:55 A.M., Bayside, Queens <br/> Two sets of stairs led to the basement apartment shared by Randall al-Hakim and Abdul ed-Din - one from the tiny backyard and the second from inside the home.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
01:57|one fifty-seven|Then I opened my eyes and looked at my watch. It was one fifty-seven. Twenty-five minutes had vanished somewhere. Not bad, I told myself. A pointless way of whittling away time. Not bad at all.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
01:58|almost two a.m.|I woke to the dogs barking. I heard a door slam, and the sound of him moving into the kitchen. The fire had died out, the new wood unburned, but the lamp was still on. I peered at my watch; it was almost two a.m. I felt cold and nauseous. I got up and smoothed my hair. I nudged Karen with a toe; she blinked awake.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
02:00|two o’clock|“That night I awoke around two o’clock to the sound of distant thunder and realized all over again that Mr. Harrigan was dead. <br>I was in my bed and he was in the ground.”|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|2:00 a.m.|Then yesterday morning a student - Amy Chan - was brought into the Twin Falls station by her mother. Amy claimed she had seen Leena stumbling drunkenly along the Devil’s Bridge sidewalk at around 2:00 a.m. on Saturday, November 15.|Beneath Devil’s Bridge|Loreth Anne White|unknown
02:00|Two o’clock in the morning|“The clock in the centre on the wall in the cafe chimed to announce it was Two o’clock in the morning.  In the middle of the night, everything was silent.”|Before the Coffee Gets Cold: Tales from the Cafe|Toshikazu Kawaguchi|unknown
02:00|two o’clock|“It’s a delusional painter who finishes a canvas at two o’clock and expects radical societal transformation by four. Even when artists write manifestos, they are (hopefully) aware that their exigent tone is, finally, borrowed, only echoing and mimicking the urgency of the guerrilla’s demands, or the activist’s protests, rather than truly enacting it. The people sometimes demand change. They almost never demand art.”|Intimations|Zadie Smith|unknown
02:00|2 A.M.|Jessica heard the disturbance in the great hall, turned on the light beside her bed. The clock there had not been properly adjusted to local time, and she had to subtract twenty-one minutes to determine that it was about 2 A.M.|Dune|Frank Herbert|unknown
02:00|two in the morning|“My dear Mr. Sherlock Holmes:<br>“There has been a bad business during the night at 3, Lauriston Gardens, off the Brixton Road. Our man on the beat saw a light there about two in the morning, and as the house was an empty one, suspected that something was amiss.”|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
02:00|two o’clock|With the wigs taken care of, he puts on of the blank Staples notebooks beside his personal lappie and begins a virtual tour of houses and apartments for rent. He finds a number of possibles, but any boots-on-the-ground investigation will have to wait until he gets his goods from Amazon.<br>It’s only two o’clock when he finishes his virtual house-hunting, too early to call it a day. It’s actually time to start writing.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|two in the morning|According to his Timex, it was two in the morning. The room was cold, but his arms and chest were slimy with sweat.<br>Want some advice, Honeybear?<br>“No,” he said. “Not from you.”|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|two in the morning|Although it was two in the morning, Momo answered on the second ring. She was eighty-five, and her sleep was as thin as her skin.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|two o’clock|“I’ll try the Infermiterol,” I said curtly.<br>“Good. And eat a high-dairy meal each day. Did you know that cows can choose to sleep standing up or lying down? Given the option, I know what 𝘐’𝘥 pick. Have you ever made yogurt on the stove? Don’t answer that. We’ll save the cooking lesson for our next meeting. Now write this down because I have a feeling you’re too psychotic to remember: Saturday, January twentieth, at two o’clock. And try the Infermiterol. Bye bye.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
02:00|Two o’clock|When I came home to West Egg that night I was afraid for a moment that my house was on fire. Two o’clock and the whole corner of the peninsula was blazing with light, which fell unreal on the shrubbery and made thin elongating glints upon the roadside wires.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
02:00|2 𝘰’𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬|Henry held out his hand for the note, which Victoria gave over in exchange for a Sweet Caporal. There were only four words: 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 2 𝘰’𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|two in the morning|She knew he must have his own history of her, everything from the cinnamon-flavored ChapStick she used on her lips in the winter to the smell of her shampoo when he nuzzled the back of her neck (that nuzzle didn’t come so often now, but it still came) to the click of her computer at two in the morning on those two or three nights a month when sleep for some reason jilted her.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|two AM|She shut off her computer and climbed to the second floor at a slow trudge. The shower eased her back and couple of Tylenol would probably ease it more by two AM or so; she was sure she’d be awake to find out.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
02:00|2:00 a.m.|At 2:00 a.m. the night peaked, and the trio decided to head back to Cleo and Frank’s place. Zoe was sitting with Audrey on the large fire escape learning how to roll the perfect joint when Cleo clambered out, her arms laden with colorful Popsicles.|Cleopatra and Frankenstein|Coco Mellors|nsfw
02:00|Two o’clock|“Saturday afternoon?” she asked.<br>He winked at Billy and squeezed the girl’s head in the crook of his arm. “No. Two o’clock Saturday night. Slip up and knock on that same window you was at this morning. I’ll talk the night aide into letting you in.”|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
02:00|two A.M.|“I’ve been waiting here all night,” Shawn said. “Tell me everything.”<br>“Shawn,” she said. “It’s all amazing. Where do I even begin . . .”<br>They talked until two A.M.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
02:00|two in the morning|Nearly four months after her marriage to Hossein and three days after the momentous Black Friday massacre in Jaleh Square, Bahar had crept into her sisters’ Tehran apartment at two in the morning. She slipped so quietly into the single bed she had once shared with little Layla that Marjan did not notice her until the coming of dawn.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
02:00|two o’clock|At two o’clock back at the Weatherbys’ Sally asked her if she and Amory had had a “time” in the den. Isabelle turned to her quietly. In her eyes was the light of the idealist, the inviolate dreamer of Joan-like dreams.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
02:00|two o'clock|As two o'clock pealed from the cathedral bell, Jean Valjean awoke.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|sfw
02:00|2 A.M.|Get on plane at 2 A.M., amid bundles, chickens, gypsies, sit opposite pair of plump fortune tellers who groan and (very discreetly) throw up all the way to Tbilisi.|Bech: A Book|J. Updike|unknown
02:00|two|Lady Macbeth: Out, damned spot; out, I say. One, two,—why, then ’tis time to do’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear who knows it when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?|Macbeth|William Shakespeare|nsfw
02:00|It struck two.|Somewhere behind a screen a clock began wheezing, as though oppressed by something, as though someone were strangling it. After an unnaturally prolonged wheezing there followed a shrill, nasty, and as it were unexpectedly rapid, chime - as though someone were suddenly jumping forward. It struck two. I woke up, though I had indeed not been asleep but lying half-conscious.|Notes from the Underground|Fyodor Dostoyevsky|unknown
02:00|two o'clock|When all had grown quiet and Fyodor Pavlovich went to bed at around two o'clock, Ivan Fyodorovich also went to bed with the firm resolve of falling quickly asleep, as he felt horribly exhausted.|The Brothers Karamazov|Fyodor Dostoyevsky|unknown
02:01|2.01am.|I checked my watch. 2.01am. The cheeseburger Happy Meal was now only a distant memory. I cursed myself for not also ordering a breakfast sandwich for the morning.|The Selected Works of T.S. Spivet|Reif Larsen|unknown
02:02|About two. Just past.|"The middle of the night?" Alec asked sharply. "Can you be more definite?"<br/> "About two. Just past." Daisy noted that he expressed no concern for her safety.|Dead in the Water|Carola Dunn|unknown
02:03|almost 2:04|"Wake up."<br>"Having the worst dream."<br>"I should certainly say you were."<br>"It was awful. It just went on and on."<br>"I shook you and shook you and."<br>"Time is it."<br>"It's nearly - almost 2:04."|Oblivion|David Foster Wallace|unknown
02:04|2:04|"Wake up."<br>"Having the worst dream."<br />"I should certainly say you were."<br />"It was awful. It just went on and on."<br />"I shook you and shook you and."<br />"Time is it."<br />"It's nearly - almost 2:04."|Oblivion|David Foster Wallace|unknown
02:05|2:05 A.M.|2:05 A.M., Flushing, Queens<br/>Her cellphone, set on vibrate, rested on the night table next to the bed.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
02:05|2.05|At 2.05 the fizzy tights came crackling off.|London Fields|Martin Amis|unknown
02:05|five minutes past two|Then he began ringing the bell. In about ten minutes his valet appeared, half dressed, and looking very drowsy. "I am sorry to have had to wake you up, Francis," he said, stepping in; "but I had forgotten my latch-key. What time is it?"<br/>"Five minutes past two, sir," answered the man, looking at the clock and yawning.<br/>"Five minutes past two? How horribly late! You must wake me at nine to-morrow. I have some work to do."|The Picture of Dorian Gray|Oscar Wilde|unknown
02:06|About two. Just past.|"The middle of the night?" Alec asked sharply. "Can you be more definite?"<br/> "About two. Just past." Daisy noted that he expressed no concern for her safety.|Dead in the Water|Carola Dunn|unknown
02:07|2:07 a.m.|At 2:07 a.m. I decided that I wanted a drink of orange squash before I brushed my teeth and got into bed, so I went downstairs to the kitchen. Father was sitting on the sofa watching snooker on the television and drinking whisky. There were tears coming out of his eyes.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|unknown
02:07|2.07 a.m.|But I couldn't sleep. And I got out of bed at 2.07 a.m. and I felt scared of Mr. Shears so I went downstairs and out of the front door into Chapter Road.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
02:07|2.07 a.m.|Saturday, 17 November — 2.07 a.m. I cannot sleep. Ben is upstairs, back in bed, and I am writing this in the kitchen. He thinks I am drinking a cup of cocoa that he has just made for me. He thinks I will come back to bed soon. I will, but first I must write again.|Before I Go to Sleep|S.J. Watson|unknown
02:08|2:08|She dressed quickly, and finished tying the second sneaker. The clock now said 2:08.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
02:09|2:09 AM|2:09 AM, Jamaica, Queens<br/>Outside the al-Dawla home, FBI agents were in position - not only on the ground, but also on the partial first story roof outside the second floor bedroom windows.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
02:10|ten past two|She switched on her bedside light, fumbled for her spectacles and peered at the carriage clock ticking gently on her bedside table. It was only ten past two. There was no hope of waiting until morning.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
02:10|2:10|FBI agents in body armor, gas masks, and night vision goggles secured the main floor and removed the elderly homeowners. Unfortunately, the couple was awake, and the wife screamed at the invasion of their bedroom. The noise made it necessary to move immediately, rather than waiting for the scheduled 2:10.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
02:10|ten minutes past two|“Ten minutes past two, sir," answered the man, looking at the clock and blinking. "Ten minutes past two? How horribly late!"|The Picture of Dorian Gray|Oscar Wilde|unknown
02:10|2:10am|Decided to get under way again as soon as there is any clearance. Snowing and blowing, force about fifty or sixty miles an hour. February 26, Saturday - Richards went out 1:10am and found it clearing a bit, so we got under way as soon as possible, which was 2:10am|South: The Endurance Expedition|Ernest Shackleton|unknown
02:11|2:11|Well hidden, each phone waited like an amoral soldier, devoid of compassion, for its orders. And those orders came at precisely 2:11:17 AM EST.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|unknown
02:12|two twelve A.M.|At two twelve A.M., Werner knows, the Frenchman will broadcast again, and Werner will have to switch off the transceiver or else pretend that he hears only static.|All The Light We Cannot See|Anthony Doerr|unknown
02:12|2.12am|Then the lights went out all over the city. It happened at 2.12am according to power-house records, but Blake's diary gives no indication of the time. The entry is merely, 'Lights out - God help me.'|The Haunter of the Dark|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
02:13|02.13|Now, listen: your destination is Friday, 4 August 1944, and the window will punch through at 22.30 hours. You're going to a dimension that diverged from our own at 02.13 on the morning of Wednesday 20 February 1918, over twenty-six years earlier. You don't know what it's going to be like.|The Second Internet Cafe, Part 1: The Dimension Researcher|Chris James|unknown
02:15|2:15|It was the middle of the night when the phone rang. He opened his eyes to find the clock reading 2:15. At first he was too groggy to grasp why a bell might be ringing nearby, but he shook his head and, almost unconsciously, picked up the receiver and held it to his ear.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
02:15|2.15am|At 2.15am a policeman observed the place in darkness, but with the stranger's motor still at the curb.|The Shadow Out of Time|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
02:15|two fifteen|It did. When the alarm rang at two fifteen, Lew shut it off, snapped on the little bedside lamp, then swung his feet to the floor to sit on the edge of the bed, holding his eyes open.|The Night People|Jack Finney|unknown
02:17|two-seventeen|"Two-seventeen," he marveled. It was the strangest time he'd seen in his entire life. <br /> "I apologize that the room is so messy," Lalitha said. <br /> "I like it. I love how you are. Are you hungry? I'm a little hungry." <br /> "No, Walter." She smiled. "I'm not hungry. But I can get you something." <br /> "I was thinking, like, a glass of soy milk. Soy beverage."|Freedom|Jonathan Franzen|unknown
02:17|2.17|One of the "choppers" stopped, did an about-turn and came back to me. The flare spluttered and faded, and now the glare of the spotlight blinded me. I sat very still. It was 2.17. Against the noise of the blades a deeper resonant sound bit into the chill black air.|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
02:18|2:18 in the morning|It was 2:18 in the morning, and Donna could see no one else in any other office working so late.|Moo|Jane Smiley|unknown
02:20|two-twenty|She turned abruptly to the nurse and asked the time. 'Two-twenty' 'Ah...Two-twenty!' Genevieve repeated, as though there was something urgent to be done.|Southern Mail|Antoine de Saint Exupery|unknown
02:20|two twenty|The night of his third walk Lew slept in his own apartment. When his eyes opened at two twenty, by the green hands of his alarm, he knew that this time he'd actually been waiting for it in his sleep.|The Night People|Jack Finney|unknown
02:20|Twenty minutes after two|Twenty minutes after two, on my way to San Diego, listening to some wierd, cacophanous music; no melodic line, no content.|Somewhere in Time (Bid Time Return)|Richard Matheson|unknown
02:21|2:21 A.M.|She woke up with a start, on a strange bed in a cold room. As rain pounded against the window, driven by a hammering wind, she remembered where she was and why she was still there.<br>For long tense moments, she didn’t move, letting the blurred edges of sleep slip away.<br>2:21 A.M.<br>So much for her vaguely sexual dreams.|Code Name: Princess|Christina Skye|nsfw
02:21|2:21 a.m.|2:21 a.m. Lance-Corporal Hartmann emerged from the house in the Rue de Londres.|The Night of the Generals|Hans Hellmut Kirst|unknown
02:21|two-twenty-one|It was the urge to look up at the sky. But of course there was no sun nor moon nor stars overhead. Darkness hung heavy over me. Each breath I took, each wet footstep, everything wanted to slide like mud to the ground. I lifted my left hand and pressed on the light of my digital wristwatch. Two-twenty-one. It was midnight when we headed underground, so only a little over two hours had passed. We continued walking down, down the narrow trench, mouths clamped tight.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
02:22|2:22 A.M.|Abruptly her stomach growled. She had been too keyed up to eat very much after the accident, and now hunger pangs her in in earnest. <br>She glanced at the clock again.<br>2:22 A.M.|Code Name: Princess|Christina Skye|unknown
02:24|2.24am.|It was 2.24am. She stumbled out of bed, tripping on her shoes that she’d kicked off earlier and pulled on a jumper.|After You’d Gone|Maggie O’Farrell|unknown
02:25|2:25 in the morning|It's 2:25 in the morning, and Sean is calling. Stephen quietly slipped out of bed, and exited the bedroom. With Sean, it could be a family matter, a threat to the country, or countless things in between.|The Traitor|Ray Keating|sfw
02:25|2.25am.|You see it is time: 2.25am. You get out of bed.|Nineteen Eighty-Three: The Red Riding Quartet, Book Four|David Peace|unknown
02:26|2.26am|Listened to a voicemail message left at 2.26am by Claude.|The Lighted Rooms|Richard Mason|unknown
02:27|twenty-seven minutes past two|The hands of all the four thousand electric clocks in all the Bloomsbury Centre's four thousand rooms marked twenty-seven minutes past two.|Brave New World|Aldous Leonard Huxley|unknown
02:27|2.27am.|The moon didn’t shine again until 2.27am. It was enough to show Wallander that he was positioned some distance below the tree.|One Step Behind|Henning Mankell|unknown
02:28|2.28am|2.28am: Ran out of sheep and began counting other farmyard animals.|Mr. Commitment|Mike Gayle|unknown
02:29|nearly 2:30 in the morning|He didn't have to deal with notoriously bad Italian drivers at nearly 2:30 in the morning, and the safehouse was just a few streets away from the Colosseum, a structure that had been standing in Rome since opening in 80 A.D.|Vatican Shadows|Ray Keating|sfw
02:30|two-thirty|“Oh, Daddy,” I said. Blubbering now. “He’s not dead. At least he wasn’t at two-thirty this morning. We’ve got to dig him up. We have to, because we buried him alive.”|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
02:30|half past two|She looked at her watch: half past two. A few minutes to calm down before she had to go.|The Locked Room|Maj Sjöwall & Per Wahlöö|unknown
02:30|2:30 a.m.|"I'm in mufti myself: white gloves and matching tennis shoes. But I'm sorry to report that Jo is still in her Dr. Dentons. What're you wearing, Shirl?" <br /> "My old drum majorette's outfit. The one I wore to the State Finals. Listen, we can't tie up the phones like this."<br /> "Why not?" said Harry. "Who's going to call at 2:30 a.m. with a better idea? Yippee, to quote Lew, we're having a party! What're we serving, Lew?"<br /> "Beer, I guess. Haven't got any wine, have we, Jo?"<br /> "Just for cooking."|The Night People|Jack Finney|unknown
02:30|half past two|At about half past two she had been woken by the creak of footsteps out on the stairs. At first she had been frightened.|The Little Stranger|Sarah Waters|unknown
02:30|0230|Inc, I tried to pull her off about 0230, and there was this fucking… sound.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|nsfw
02:30|2.30am|It is 2.30am and I am tight. As a tick, as a lord, as a newt. Must write this down before the sublime memories fade and blur.|Any Human Heart|William Boyd|unknown
02:31|2.31 a.m.|And then I woke up because there were people shouting in the flat and it was 2.31 a.m. And one of the people was Father and I was frightened.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
02:32|2.32 a.m.|The last guests departed at 2.32 a.m., two hours and two minutes after the scheduled completion time.|The Rosie Project|Graeme Simsion|unknown
02:33|two-thirty-three|But it wasn't going on! It was two-thirty-four, well. Two-thirty-three and nothing had happened. Suppose he got a room call, or the elevator night-bell rang, now.|A Swell-looking Babe|Jim Thompson|unknown
02:34|two-thirty-four|But it wasn't going on! It was two-thirty-four, well. Two-thirty-three and nothing had happened. Suppose he got a room call, or the elevator night-bell rang, now.|A Swell-looking Babe|Jim Thompson|unknown
02:35|two-thirty-five|I crept down the stairs careful to avoid the steps I knew would cry my presence to my father who had taken to sleeping on the sofa in the living room. In the kitchen I saw by moonlight that the hands of the wall clock read two-thirty-five.|Ordinary Grace|William Kent Krueger|sfw
02:35|2:35 in the morning|The lit-up screen offered no information about the caller, but it did reveal that it was 2:35 in the morning.|Shifting Sands|Ray Keating|sfw
02:35|2:35 a.m.|Rorschach’s journal: Left Jacob’s house 2:35 a.m. He knows nothing about any attempt to discredit Dr. Manhattan. He has simply been used.|Watchmen|Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons|unknown
02:35|2.35|For what happened at 2.35 we have the testimony of the priest, a young, intelligent, and well-educated person; of Patrolman William J. Monohan of the Central Station, an officer of the highest reliability who had paused at that part of his beat to inspect the crowd.|The Haunter of the Dark|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
02:36|2:36|“Drive safe,” says Ned. He texted me to send the van. That was at 2:36, I know because I looked at the clock, the art deco one right over there, see? Keeps perfect time. Then, I dunno, he just vanished.|Stone Mattress|Margaret Atwood|unknown
02:36|2.36am|It was about 2.36am when a provost colonel arrived to arrest me. At 2.36 1/2 I remembered the big insulating gauntlets. But even had I remembered before, what could I have done?|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
02:37|02:37|He was out at least a couple miles from the nearest gas station, and he’d thrown his cell phone out the window in Arkansas after briefly becoming convinced the NSA was tracking him. He plucked the kitchen timer from his pocket: 02:37:47. He would have to hoof it.|Ohio|Stephen Markley|unknown
02:37|thirty-seven minutes past two|June 13, 1990. Thirty-seven minutes past two in the morning. And sixteen seconds.|The Stand|Stephen King|unknown
02:39|2.39|Noo, there's a report come in fra' the station-master at Pinwherry that there was a gentleman tuk the 2.39 at Pinwherry.|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
02:40|two-forty|When her watch showed two-forty, she was ready to leave. She put on her darkest coat, a large box of matches already in her pocket, and tied a scarf over her head.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
02:40|2:40 a.m.|Miss Conover told investigators that at 2:40 a.m., Officer Martin Willis entered the diner and ordered coffee and donut.|The Andromeda Strain|Michael Crichton|unknown
02:43|2:43|She settled back beside him. "It's 2:43:12am, Case. Got a readout chipped into my optic nerve."|Neuromancer|William Gibson|unknown
02:43|02:43|Max woke from the nightmare with a gasp, eyes flying open in the pitch-black room. She blinked twice and muffled a groan as the 02:43 timestamp appeared in her vision. "You've never even seen a real bear," she muttered.|A Pale Light in the Black|K.B. Wagers|sfw
02:45|Quarter to three|He glanced down at his watch. He had been smiling as he stroked her awake, and was smiling now. “Quarter to three. I sat in my stupid old motel room for almost two hours after we talked, trying to convince myself that what I was thinking couldn’t be true. Only I didn’t get where I am by dodging the truth.”|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
02:45|0245h|0245h., Ennet House, the hours that are truly wee.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
02:46|2:46 A.M.|WE NEVER KNOW, AT FIRST, if we are headed into a cooker or a smudge. At 2:46 A.M. last night, the lights went on upstairs. The bells went off, too, but I can’t say that I ever really hear them. In ten seconds, I was dressed and walking out the door of my room at the station.|My Sister’s Keeper|Jodi Picoult|unknown
02:46|2.46am|2.46am. The chain drive whirred and the paper target slid down the darkened range, ducking in and out of shafts of yellow incandescent light. At the firing station, a figure waited in the shadows. As the target passed the twenty-five-foot mark, the man opened fire: eight shots-rapid, unhesitating.|Patriots|Steve Sohmer|unknown
02:46|two forty-six|Vicki shoved her glasses at her face and peered at the clock. Two forty-six. 'I don't have time for this' she muttered, sttling back against the pillows, heart still slamming against her ribs.|Blood Lines|Tanya Huff|unknown
02:47|2.47am|The glowing numbers read 2.47am. Moisés sighs and turns back to the bathroom door. Finally, the doorknob turns and Conchita comes back to bed. She resumes her place next to Moisés. Relieved, he pulls her close.|The Book of Want|Daniel A. Olivas|unknown
02:50|2:50|When it was 2:50 and the bank, too, had not been attacked, it was clear this was not the day of the big coup.|The Locked Room|Maj Sjöwall & Per Wahlöö|unknown
02:51|2:51 A.M.|Thursday 2:51 A.M.<br/>A very wet, very annoyed Michael Vance rapped on the door of Zeno Stantopoulos's darkened kafeneion. He'd walked the lonely back road into Iraklion in the dark, guiding himself by the rain-battered groves of plane trees, olive, and wild pear, trying to figure out what in hell was happening.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
02:55|five minutes to three|The dashboard clock showed five minutes to three, later than Theo had expected. The road, narrow and deserted, opened palely before them, then slid under the wheels like a strip of torn and soiled linen.|The Children of Men|P.D. James|sfw
02:55|2:55 a.m.|"It's the way the world will end, Harry. Recorded cocktail music nuclear-powered to play on for centuries after all life has been destroyed. Selections from 'No, No, Nanette,' throughout eternity. That do you for 2:55 a.m.?"|The Night People|Jack Finney|unknown
02:55|2.55am|Time to go: 2.55am. Two-handed, Cec lifted his peak cap from the chair.|Downriver|Iain Sinclair|unknown
02:56|2:56|It was 2:56 when the shovel touched the coffin. We all heard the sound and looked at each other.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
02:58|two minutes to three|But generally it’s the other way, the slow way. She’ll turn that dial to a dead stop and freeze the sun there on the screen so it don’t move a scant hair for weeks, so not a leaf on a tree or a blade of grass in the pasture shimmers. The clock hands hang at two minutes to three and she’s liable to let them hang there till we rust.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
02:59|2:59 A. M.|"I wish it left sooner," Sophie said, "but Lyon will have to do." <br /> Sooner? Langdon checked his watch 2:59 A. M. The train left in seven minutes and they didn’t even have tickets yet.|The DaVinci Code|Dan Brown|unknown
02:59|2.59|"I remembered arriving in this room at 2.59 one night. I remembered the sergeant who called me names: mostly Anglo-Saxon monosyllabic four-letter ones with an odd "Commie" thrown in for syntax."|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
03:00|3:00 A.M.|At 3:00 A.M., a gray DeSoto Diplomat cruised up and down Oliver Avenue. The lone occupant looked for any sign of movement---anything out of the ordinary.|Blue Springs|Peter Rennebohm|unknown
03:00|three o'clock in the morning|Worst of all was that Henrick used such pointed and mercilessly concrete examples. If he was preaching about mercy, he would describe the lot of the poor in such a way that the people could picture someone of the captain's many crofters leaving his home at three o'clock in the morning with a sack of grain on his back, how he slaved in the fields, how he often must go without the noon meal in order to get to the mill at last after thirteen hours of labor and after picking up his flour, return home through the woods, carrying his heavy load.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
03:00|three in the morning|The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning.|Casino Royale|Ian Fleming|unknown
03:00|three o’clock in the morning|Holly gets up at three o’clock in the morning. She’s packed, she’s printed out her Delta ticket, she doesn’t have to be at the airport until seven and it’s a short ride, but she can’t sleep anymore.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
03:00|3 a.m.|Who was that woman? She’d suspect, then be wrong. The shadowy presence laughed at her softly from the sleepless darkness of 3 a.m., then slid away. She couldn’t pin anything down.|Stone Mattress|Margaret Atwood|unknown
03:00|three o’clock in the morning|“What are you doing?” he asked.<br>“I thought it would be better if we locked the doors,” said Willa. “Just in case.”<br>“It’s three o’clock in the morning.”<br>“All the more reason for it.”<br>Markovic looked at her oddly before returning to the lounge.|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
03:00|3 a.m.|The American team had flown into Vienna on a Gulfstream jet from a regional airport in eastern Poland, where the CIA had maintained a base for rendition purposes since the start of the War on Terror. It was not, therefore, the unit’s first day at the office. They were already watching when, at 3 a.m., two cars rook up positions within sight of the main and rear doors of the hotel, the first of the vehicles having initially circles the block three times.|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
03:00|three a.m.|Tony was hardened off early. This is what she calls it by now, ruefully, in her cellar, at three a.m., with the shambles of Otto the Red’s clove army strewn on the sand-table behind her and West sleeping the sleep of the unjust upstairs, and Zenia raging unchecked, somewhere out there in the city.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
03:00|three|Hour after hour passed away, and the wearied Catherine had heard three proclaimed by all the clocks in the house before the tempest subsided or she unknowingly fell fast asleep.|Northanger Abbey|Jane Austen|unknown
03:00|3 a.m.|“Uncle Nuri!” he says when he sees me moving. “You’ve been sleeping for such a long time.” The clock on the wall says 3 a.m.|The Beekeeper of Aleppo|Christy Lefteri|unknown
03:00|three a.m.|Mindy Park stared at the ceiling. She had little else to do. The three a.m. shift was pretty dull. Only a constant stream of coffee kept her awake.|The Martian|Andy Weir|unknown
03:00|3 a.m.|I found myself typing “serial killer” into the Google search box at 3 a.m.|My Sister, The Serial Killer|Oyinkan Braithwaite|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|About three o’clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, were sliding down the Russian mountains, a singular edifice which then occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible above the trees of the Champs Élysées.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|A few moments later, about three o’clock, Courfeyrec chanced to be passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had redoubled in violence, and filled the air.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|I woke up half out of bed, the covers pulled loose and wound around me in a kind of shroud, heart pumping, clawing at my own mouth. It took several seconds for me to realize there was nothing in there. Nonetheless, I got up, went to the bathroom, and drank two glasses of water. I may have had worse dreams than the one that woke me at three o’clock on that Tuesday morning, but if so, I can’t remember them.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
03:00|three AM|As if it had roused him—perhaps it had—Lane lifted his head and looked at me. Tried to look at me; his eyes had come back level in their sockets, but were now pointing in opposite directions. That terrible image has never left my mind, and still comes to me at the oddest times: going through turnpike tollbooths, drinking a cup of coffee in the morning with the CNN anchors baying bad news, getting up to piss at three AM, which some poet or other has rightly dubbed the Hour of the Wolf.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
03:00|three in the morning|I looked around the room again. As always, the room was clean and orderly. <br>“People think of all kinds of things at three in the morning. We all do. That’s why we each have to figure out our own way of fighting it off.”<br>“You’re probably right,” I said.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
03:00|three a.m.|“Even animals think things over at three a.m.,” he said, as if remembering something. “Have you ever gone to the zoo at three a.m.?”<br>“No,” I answered vaguely. “No, of course not.”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
03:00|three|All the doors were locked, everything in its proper place. Nothing out of the ordinary. I went back to the janitor’s room, set my alarm for three, and fell fast asleep.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
03:00|three|When the alarm went off at three, though, I woke up feeling weird. I can’t explain it, but I just felt different. I didn’t feel like getting up—it was like something was suppressing my will to get out of bed. I’m the type who usually leaps right out of bed, so I couldn’t understand it.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
03:00|3 a.m.|The preliminaries over, having made peepee and blown his nose vigorously, he walks nonchalantly over to his wench and gives her a big, smacking kiss together with an affectionate pat on the rump. Her, the wench, I’ve never seen look anything but immaculate—even at 3 a.m., after an evening’s work. She looks exactly as if she had just stepped out of a Turkish bath.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
03:00|three o’clock in the morning|And now it is three o’clock in the morning and we have a couple of trollops here who are doing somersaults on the bare floor. Fillmore is walking around naked with a goblet in his hand, and that paunch of his is drumtight, hard as a fistula.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
03:00|Three o’clock|Jarvis whistled through his teeth. “Will the law help a man of your years bounce back from multiple spinal fractures, Timothy?”<br>Eddie: “Men of your age don’t bounce. They splat.”<br>I fought with all my might, but my sphincter was no longer my own and a cannonade fired off. Amusement or condescension I could have borne, but my tormentors’ pity signified my abject defeat. The toilet chain was pulled.<br>“Three o’clock,” Cavendish-Redux went down the pan.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
03:00|three o’clock in the morning|Indeed, at three o’clock in the morning in the village of Bishopthorpe, it is easy to believe the lie indulged in by its residents - that it is a place for good and quiet people to live good and quiet lives.|The Radleys|Matt Haig|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|The light on at three o’clock this Friday morning belongs to him, Rowan, the elder of the two Radley children. He is wide awake, despite having drunk six times the recommended dose of Night Nurse.|The Radleys|Matt Haig|unknown
03:00|three A.M.|Spent last night working on a rumbling ’cello 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘰 lit by explosive triplets. Silence punctuated by breakneck mousetraps. Remember the church clock chiming three A.M. “I heard an owl,” Huckleberry Finn says, “away and off, who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying about somebody that was going to die.”|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
03:00|three in the morning|He couldn’t sleep that night, a tightness in his chest as if a serpent had wound its coils around him. At three in the morning the phone by his bed began to ring. Ada’s voice, almost unrecognizable, her gasps between words no less desperate than her sobs.|The Island of Missing Trees|Elif Shafak|unknown
03:00|three in the morning|When at three in the morning she was still awake, her mind ticking off all the ways she kept failing at parenting, she threw off her blanket and padded to the kitchen. The Scotch she poured went down warm and hit hot, and she took another swig before collapsing into bed and finally disconnecting.|Behind the Lie|Emilya Naymark|unknown
03:00|3:00 a.m.|It did not help, either, that she had been up half the night with Josie, who’d awakened from a nightmare<br>about a boa constrictor and refused to go back to sleep. Alex didn’t know who the other candidates were for this position, but she’d wager that they weren’t single moms who’d had to poke the radiator vents with a yardstick at 3:00 a.m. to prove that there weren’t any snakes hiding in the dark tunnels.|Nineteen Minutes|Jodi Picoult|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|And now it was three o’clock. The Antichrist had been on Earth for fifteen hours, and one angel and one demon had been drinking solidly for three of them.|Good Omens|Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman|unknown
03:00|three|When the clock struck three, Elizabeth felt that she must go, and very unwillingly said so.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|A gambling fever swept through the sophomore class and they bent over the bones till three o’clock many a sultry night.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
03:00|three o'clock|"She died this morning, very early, about three o'clock."|The Voyage Out|Virginia Woolf|unknown
03:00|Three in the morn.|Three a.m. That’s our reward. Three in the morn. The soul’s midnight. The tide goes out, the soul ebbs. And a train arrives at an hour of despair. Why?|Something Wicked This Way Comes|Ray Bradbury|unknown
03:00|three o'clock|According to her watch it was shortly after three o'clock, and according to everything else it was night-time.|The Long Dark Tea-time of the Soul|Douglas Adams|unknown
03:00|At three am|At three am I was walking the floor and listening to Katchaturian working in a tractor factory. He called it a violin concerto. I called it a loose fan belt and the hell with it.|The Long Goodbye|Raymond Chandler|unknown
03:00|three o' clock in the morning|At three o' clock in the morning Eurydice is bound to come into it. After all, why did I sit here like a telegrapher at a lost outpost if not to receive messages from everywhere about the lost Eurydice who was never mine to begin with but whom I lamented and sought continually both professionally and amateurishly.|The Medusa Frequency|Russell Hoban|unknown
03:00|three o’clock in the morning|But at three o’clock in the morning, a forgotten package has the same tragic importance as a death sentence, and the cure doesn’t work -- and in a real dark night of the soul it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day.|The Crack-Up|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
03:00|three o'clock|Not till she has had one cup of tea, so weak that it has a colour accidentally golden, can she begin her day. She is an insomniac. Her nights are wide-eyed and excited with worry. Even at three o'clock in the morning one might hear her eating a Bain Marie biscuit in the kitchen.|Afternoon Raag|Amit Chaudhuri|unknown
03:00|3 a.m.|I slam the phone down but it misses the base. I hit the clock instead, which flashes 3 a.m.|Songs from the Other Side of the Wall|Dan Holloway|unknown
03:00|At three A.M.|It was six untroubled days later – the best days at the camp so far, lavish July light thickly spread everywhere, six masterpiece mountain midsummer days, one replicating the other – that someone stumbled jerkily, as if his ankles were in chains, to the Comanche cabin’s bathroom at three A.M.|Nemesis|Philip Roth|unknown
03:00|three in the morning|It was three in the morning when his taxi stopped by giant mounds of snow outside his hotel. He had not eaten in hours.|Solar|Ian McEwan|unknown
03:00|three o'clock at night|Once I saw a figure I shall never forget. It was three o'clock at night, as I was going home from Blacky as usual; it was a short-cut for me, and there would be nobody in the street at this time of night, I thought, especially not in this frightful cold.|I'm Not Stiller|Max Frisch|unknown
03:00|Three AM|Roused from her sleep, Freya Gaines groped for the switch of the vidphone; groggily she found it and snapped it on. 'Lo,' she mumbled, wondering what time it was. She made out the luminous dial of the clock beside the bed. Three AM. Good grief.|The Game Players of Titan|Philip K Dick|unknown
03:00|0300|Schact clears his mouth and swallows mightily. 'Tavis can't even regrout tile in the locker room without calling a Community meeting or appointing a committee. The Regrouting Committee's been dragging along since may. Suddenly they're pulling secret 0300 milk-switches? It doesn't ring true, Jim.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
03:00|Three in the morning|Three in the morning, thought Charles Halloway, seated on the edge of his bed. Why did the train come at that hour? For, he thought, it’s a special hour. Women never wake then, do they? They sleep the sleep of babes and children. But men in middle age? They know that hour well.|Something Wicked This Way Comes|Ray Bradbury|unknown
03:00|three|"What's the time?" said the man, eyeing George up and down with evident suspicion, "why, if you listen you will hear it strike." <br /> George listened, and a neighbouring clock immediately obliged. "But it's only gone three!" said George in an injured tone, when it had finished.|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
03:00|3:00 a.m.|When Sophie awoke, it was 3:00 a.m.|Desperate Characters|Paula Fox|unknown
03:00|three o’clock|"You hearken, Missy. It’s three o’clock in the morning and I’ve got all my faculties as well as ever I had in my life. I know all my property and where the money’s put out. And I’ve made everything ready to change my mind, and do as I like at the last. Do you hear, Missy? I’ve got my faculties."|Middlemarch|George Eliot|unknown
03:01|about three o'clock|It was now about three o'clock in the morning and Francis Macomber, who had been asleep a little while after he had stopped thinking about the lion, wakened and then slept again.|The Short Happy Life of Francis Macomber|Ernest Hemingway|unknown
03:02|two minutes past three|But after months of checking and rechecking, Joseph Ricardo, of mixed race, born illegitimately in a Buenos Aires hospital at two minutes past three Western time on 19 October 1995, had officially been recognized.|The Children of Men|P.D. James|sfw
03:03|past three o’clock|I’m not going to just lie here, she thought, and let my life be ruined! And when she heard, “God give you good morrow, my masters! Past three o’clock and a fair morning!” she flung back the covers and got out of bed, turning to shake Nan.|Forever Amber|Kathleen Windsor|sfw
03:04|3.04|He looked at his front-line clock on the bedside table and noted that it had stopped at 3.04. So, you couldn’t even rely on alarm clocks.|The Return of the Dancing Master|Henning Mankell|unknown
03:05|three-oh-five|"Five minutes ago it was three o'clock," Murphy said. "I can't be certain, but I theorize that it must now be about three-oh-five."<br/> I folded my arms. "I don't usually do stakeouts."|White Night|Jim Butcher|sfw
03:05|3:05 a.m.|On the Sunday before Christmas she awoke at 3:05 a.m. and thought: Thirty-six hours. Four hours later she got up thinking: Thirty-two hours. Late in the day she took Alfred to the street-association Christmas party at Dale and Honey Driblett’s, sat him down safely with Kirby Root, and proceeded to remind all her neighbors that her favorite grandson, who’d been looking forward all year to a Christmas in St. Jude, was arriving tomorrow afternoon.|The Corrections|Jonathan Franzen|unknown
03:07|3.07am|Wayne late-logged in: 3.07am -the late-late show. He parked. He dumped his milk can. He yawned, he stretched. He scratched.|The Cold Six Thousand|James Ellroy|unknown
03:08|eight minutes past three|The mist was thinning now and he could just discern the Grange itself - a substantial, dark shadow marked by blurs of lights from the windows. His watch showed that it was eight minutes past three. So they would all be closeted now in solitary meditation waiting for the four o'clock summons to announce their final votes.|The Black Tower|P.D. James|sfw
03:10|3:10|It was 3:10 in the morning when Pastor Grant finally got back to the parsonage.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
03:10|ten-past three|I think my credit card was in there too. I wrote down the words credit card and said that if they wouldn't let me cancel them I'd demand that they registered the loss so you couldn't be charge for anything beyond the time of my calling them up. I looked at the clock. It was ten-past three.|The Whole Story and Other Stories|Ali Smith|unknown
03:10|ten past three|Love again; wanking at ten past three|Love Again|Philip Larkin|nsfw
03:11|3:11 AM|The clock said 3:11 AM.<br/>"Yes, hello?"<br/>A deep, emotionless voice on the other end asked, "Is this Pastor Stephen Grant?" |The Root of All Evil?|Ray Keating|sfw
03:12|3:12 AM|It was 3:12 AM, and Charlie was calling. <br/> She answered, "Are you still sitting outside that hotel?" <br/> "Yeah. This is bullshit. I'm going in to get this guy, and I don't care what he's in the middle of doing." |Vatican Shadows|Ray Keating|nsfw
03:14|3.14|Since he had told the girl that it had to end, he'd been waking up every morning at 3.14, without fail. Every morning his eyes would flick open, alert, and the red numerals on his electric alarm clock would read 3.14.|The Slap|Christos Tsiolkas|unknown
03:15|three-fifteen|The boss had had something rather more spectacular than a bowel movement; at three-fifteen that day he had done something in his pants that was the equivalent of a shit A-bomb.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw
03:15|quarter past three in the morning|One night in August, with the good picking done and Old Pie’s crew paid up and back on the rez, I woke to the sound of a cow lowing. 𝘐 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, I thought, but when I fumbled my father’s pocket watch off the table beside my bed and peered at it, I saw it was quarter past three in the morning.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
03:15|3:15|Above the door of Room 69 the clock ticked on at 3:15. The motion was accelerating. What had once been the gymnasium was now a small room, seven feet wide, a tight, almost perfect cube.|Manhole 69|J.G. Ballard|unknown
03:17|3:17 a.m.|Timestamp says 3:17 a.m. A large block of text. Not a good sign of things to come.|Bath Haus|P.J. Vernon|unknown
03:17|seventeen minutes past three in the morning|It was seventeen minutes past three in the morning. Mila, in a trenchcoat and boots, sat down on the edge of the bed. Malik Solanka groaned. Disaster always arrived when your defences were at their lowest: blindsiding you, like love.|Fury|Salman Rushdie|unknown
03:17|3:17|The two of us sat there, listening—Boris more intently than me. “Who’s that with him then?” I said. “Some whore.” He listened for a moment, brow furrowed, his profile sharp in the moonlight, and then lay back down. “Two of them.” I rolled over, and checked my iPod. It was 3:17 in the morning.|The Goldfinch|Donna Tartt|unknown
03:17|3.17 a.m.|He turned to the monitors again and flicked through the screens, each one able to display eight different camera mountings, giving Kurt 192 different still lives of Green Oaks at 3.17 a.m. this March night.|What Was Lost|Catherine O'Flynn|unknown
03:19|3.19 A.M.|The time stamp on Navidson's camcorder indicates that it is exactly 3.19 A.M.|House of Leaves|Mark Z. Danielewski|sfw
03:20|3.20am|Prabath Kumara, 16. 17th November 1989. At 3.20am from the home of a friend.|Anil's Ghost|Michael Ondaatje|unknown
03:21|twenty-one minutes past three|Next, he remembered that the morrow of Christmas would be the twenty-seventh day of the moon, and that consequently high water would be at twenty-one minutes past three, the half-ebb at a quarter past seven, low water at thirty-three minutes past nine, and half flood at thirty-nine minutes past twelve.|The Toilers of the Sea|Victor Hugo|unknown
03:25|3:25 a.m.|It was 3:25 a.m. A strange thrill, to think I was the only Mulvaney awake in the house.|We Were the Mulvaneys|Joyce Carol Oates|unknown
03:28|3.28|Now somebody was running past his room. A door slammed. That foreign language again. What the devil was going on? he switched on his light and peered at his watch. 3.28. He got out of bed.|Dreams of Leaving|Rupert Thomson|unknown
03:30|Half-past three|He was too deeply asleep to hear the noise of his door handle being tried. What woke him was the tapping. It was soft at first, more like a scratching of fingernails on wood, and when he opened his eyes he assumed it was one of the children trying to clamber into their bed after a nightmare. But then he saw the unfamiliar room and he remembered where he was. He squinted at the luminous hands on the hotel’s alarm clock. Half-past three.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
03:30|Half past Three|At Half past Three, a single Bird Unto a silent Sky Propounded but a single term Of cautious melody.|At Half past Three, a single Bird|Emily Dickinson|unknown
03:30|half-past three A.M.|At half-past three A.M. he lost one illusion: officers sent to reconnoitre informed him that the enemy was making no movement.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
03:30|3:30 A.M.|It's 3:30 A.M. in Mrs. Ralph's finally quiet house when Garp decides to clean the kitchen, to kill the time until dawn. Familiar with a housewife's tasks, Garp fills the sink and starts to wash the dishes.|The World According to Garp|John Irving|unknown
03:30|three-thirty|"Let's go to sleep, I say. "Look at what time it is." The clock radio is right there beside the bed. Anyone can see it says three-thirty."|Whoever Was Using This Bed|Raymond Carver|unknown
03:30|three thirty|Now, look. I am not going to call Dr. McGrath at three thirty in the morning to ask if it's all right for my son to eat worms. That's flat.|How to Eat Fried Worms|Thomas Rockwell|unknown
03:33|3:33|A draft whistled in around the kitchen window frame and I shivered. The digital clock on Perkus's stove read 3:33.|Chronic City|Jonathan Lethem|unknown
03:34|3:34 am.|It was 3:34 am. and he was wide-awake. He'd heard the phone ring and the sound of his uncle's voice.|Always Florence|Muriel Jensen|unknown
03:35|3.35 a.m.|He could just see the hands of the alarm clock in the darkness: 3.35 a.m. He adjusted his pillow and shut his eyes.|The Dogs of Riga|Henning Mankell|unknown
03:36|3:36 a.m.|As I near Deadhorse, it's 3:36 a.m. and seventeen below. Tall, sodium vapor lights spill on the road and there are no trees, only machines, mechanical shadows. There isn't even a church. It tells you everything.|Zoopraxis|Richard C. Matheson|unknown
03:37|thirty-seven A.M.|It was three thirty-seven A.M., and for once Maggie was asleep. She had got to be a pretty good sleeper in the last few months. Clyde was prouder of this fact than anything.|The Cobweb|Stephen Bury|unknown
03:38|3.38am|At 3.38am, it began to snow in Bowling Green, Kentucky. The geese circling the city flew back to the park, landed, and hunkered down to sit it out on their island in the lake.|Just Like the Ones we Used to Know|Connie Willis|unknown
03:39|3.39am|23 October 1893 3.39am. Upon further thought, I feel it necessary to explain that exile into the Master's workshop is not an unpleasant fate. It is not simply some bare-walled cellar devoid of stimulation - quite the opposite.|The Clockwork Man|William Jablonsky|unknown
03:40|three forty|His bedside clock shows three forty. He has no idea what he's doing out of bed: he has no need to relieve himself, nor is he disturbed by a dream or some element of the day before, or even by the state of the world.|Saturday|Ian McEwan|unknown
03:41|3.41am|The alarm clock said 3.41am. He sat up. Why was the alarm clock slow? He picked up the alarm clock and adjusted the hands to show the same time as his wristwatch: 3.44am|The Dogs of Riga|Henning Mankell|unknown
03:42|3:42 a.m.|The phone rang at 3:42 a.m. Who could be calling this late? Or rather, "this early?" They'd only been asleep for a few hours. Easter Vigil had ended around 11 p.m. and she had then gotten everything ready for the Easter Sunrise Service, which would begin around 6 a.m.|Blood Stained|Gayl Siegel|sfw
03:42|3:42 a.m.|Let’s see what those search warrants yield. So far Pelley has admitted he was at the bonfire. The lab says his boot imprints are a match to the marks on Leena’s body. Pelley cannot account for the time between when he was last seen leaving the bonfire with his arm around Leena and when he arrived home at 3:42 a.m. in a severely inebriated state, according to his wife, Lacey.|Beneath Devil’s Bridge|Loreth Anne White|unknown
03:42|3:42|"We are due in Yellow Sky at 3:42," he said, looking tenderly into her eyes.<br />"Oh, are we?" she said, as if she had not been aware of it. To evince surprise at her husband's statement was part of her wifely amiability.|Bride Comes to Yellow Sky|Stephen Crane|unknown
03:43|3.43am.|The clock says 3.43am. The thermometer says it's a chilly fourteen degrees Fahrenheit. The weatherman says the cold spell will last until Thursday, so bundle up and bundle up some more. There are icicles barring the window of the bat cave.|Ghostwritten|David Mitchell|unknown
03:44|3:44|When I opened my eyes, an oyster-colored dawn was peeping in at the windows. The hands of my brass alarm clock stood at 3:44.|The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie|Alan Bradley|unknown
03:44|3.44 a.m.|It was dark. After she had switched the light on and been to the toilet, she checked her watch: 3.44 a.m. She undressed, put the cat out the door and returned to the twin bed.|Liver: Leberknödel|Will Self|unknown
03:45|quarter of four|Abra did not quiet. The crying was monotonous, maddening, terrifying. When they arrived at Bridgton Hospital, it was quarter of four, and Abra was still at full volume. Rides in the Acura were usually better than a sleeping pill, but not this morning.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
03:45|quarter to four|LORD CAVERSHAM: Well, sir! what are you doing here? Wasting your life as usual! You should be in bed, sir. You keep too late hours! I heard of you the other night at Lady Rufford's dancing till four o' clock in the morning!<br /> LORD GORING: Only a quarter to four, father.|An Ideal Husband|Oscar Wilde|unknown
03:46|three forty-six a.m.|I saw the Bentley turn onto the school grounds at three forty-six a.m. and the suburban with the two Secret Service agents go by a few minutes later.|Deadly Cross|James Patterson|unknown
03:47|3:47|I stayed awake until 3:47. That was the last time I looked at my watch before I fell asleep. It has a luminous face and lights up if you press a button so I could read it in the dark. I was cold and I was frightened Father might come out and find me. But I felt safer in the garden because I was hidden.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
03:49|3.49|It was 3.49 when he hit me because of the two hundred times I had said, "I don't know." He hit me a lot after that.|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
03:50|ten or five to four|She had used her cell phone to leave several messages on the answering machine in Sao Paulo of the young dentist of the previous evening, whose name was Fernando. The first was recorded at ten or five to four in the morning.|A Death in Brazil: A Book of Omissions|Peter Robb|unknown
03:51|3:51|The digital reading on the clock-radio was 3:51. Always odd numbers at times like this. What does it mean? Is death odd-numbered?|White Noise|Don DeLillo|unknown
03:54|3.54 a.m.|The charter flight from Florida touched down at Aldergrove minutes earlier, at 3.54 a.m.|The More a Man Has, the More a Man Wants|Paul Muldoon|unknown
03:55|3.55 a.m.|Here in the cavernous basement at 3.55 a.m., in a single pool of light, is Theo Perowne.|Saturday|Ian McEwan|unknown
03:57|Nearly four|And the raw materials of reality without that glue of time are materials adrift and reality is as meaningless as the balsa parts of a model airplane scattered to the wind...I am in my old room, yes, in the dark, certainly, and it is cold, obviously, but what time is it? "Nearly four, son."|Sometimes a Great Notion|Ken Kesey|unknown
03:58|two minutes to four|The ancient house was deserted, the crumbling garage padlocked, and one was just able to discern - by peering through a crack in the bubbling sun on the window - the face of a clock on the opposite wall. The clock had stopped at two minutes to four early in the morning, or who could tell, it may have been earlier still, yesterday in the afternoon, a couple of hours after Kaiser had left Kamaria for Bartica.|Heartland|Wilson Harris|unknown
03:58|3:58|The clock atop the clubhouse reads 3:58.|Underworld|Don DeLillo|unknown
03:59|Nearly four|And the raw materials of reality without that glue of time are materials adrift and reality is as meaningless as the balsa parts of a model airplane scattered to the wind...I am in my old room, yes, in the dark, certainly, and it is cold, obviously, but what time is it? "Nearly four, son."|Sometimes a Great Notion|Ken Kesey|unknown
04:00|four o'clock|At four o'clock Mark sat in the Fairy's office rereading the last two articles he had written-one for the most respectable of our papers, the other for a more popular organ. This was the only part of the night's work which had anything in it to flatter literary vanity. The earlier hours had been spent in the sterner labor of concocting the news itself.|That Hideous Strength|C.S. Lewis|unknown
04:00|four in the morning|She should have told him. It isn’t friendly, the fact that she hasn’t told him. The first time, she told him and they both cried, holding each other closely, consoling each other for some violation they felt as mutual. Then they discussed their problems, sitting up till four in the morning, whispering across the kitchen table.|Life Before Man|Margaret Atwood|unknown
04:00|four o’clock|I followed his gaze to the mantelpiece. The clock had stopped at four o’clock.<br>“Mon ami, someone has tampered with it. It had still three days to run. It is an eight-day clock, you comprehend?” <br>“But what should they want to do that for? Some idea of a false scent by making the crime appear to have taken place at four o’clock?”|The Big Four|Agatha Christie|unknown
04:00|four a.m.|The cloud descended, and Bill’s voice was divorced from what transpired in his head. The purple cloud had a notion. It swept down on top of him like smoke billowing from fallen towers. The possibility that all his work and all his travels and all his passion was just farce. His way of coping at four a.m. on a West Texas Highway. His heart thundered, and he dreamt the Truth, but each discovery was a slippery as a fish in the hand, and every time he tried to catch one, it would simply wriggle its tail and be free.|Ohio|Stephen Markley|unknown
04:00|four|It’s a delusional painter who finishes a canvas at two o’clock and expects radical societal transformation by four. Even when artists write manifestos, they are (hopefully) aware that their exigent tone is, finally, borrowed, only echoing and mimicking the urgency of the guerrilla’s demands, or the activist’s protests, rather than truly enacting it. The people sometimes demand change. They almost never demand art.|Intimations|Zadie Smith|unknown
04:00|four|When the row of clocks in their cases chimed out four, he closed the ledger and reached out for the oil lamp on the edge of the counter. Removing the glass chimney, he struck a match and held it to the wick, then replaced the glass and watched the flame’s amber tones fill the room, scattering shadows between the clock faces.|Cogheart|Peter Bunzl|unknown
04:00|four o’clock a.m.|All this is visible to you by the light of an oil lamp hanging from the ceiling, and by that of an excellent fire, near which I sit in my cloak and bonnet; my muff and umbrella lie on the table, and I am warming away the numbness and chill contracted by sixteen hours’ exposure to the rawness of an October day: I left Lawton at four o’clock a.m. and the Millcote town clock is now just striking eight.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
04:00|four o’clock|It was four o’clock before we finally got away. Now, for some reason, it was Charles and Camilla who weren’t speaking. They’d fought about something - I’d seen them arguing in the yard - and all the way home, in the back seat, they sat side by side and stared straight ahead, their arms folded across their chests in what I am sure they did not realize was a comically identical fashion.|The Secret History|Donna Tartt|unknown
04:00|four in the morning|After Francis left I fell asleep again. When I woke up it was four in the morning. I had slept for nearly twenty-four hours.|The Secret History|Donna Tartt|unknown
04:00|four|He wakes up at four, and when he goes outside with the new gloves in one hand, Alice is sitting in the eternal motel lawn chair, bundled up in an I LOVE LAS VEGAS sweatshirt and looking up at a rind of moon.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
04:00|four in the morning|His mother knew about the no-talking thing. It had happened after Danny had ventured into Room 217 at the Overlook.<br>“Will you talk to Dick?”<br>Lying in his bed, looking up at her, he nodded. His mother called, even though it was four in the morning.<br>Late the next day, Dick came. He brought something with him.<br>A present.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
04:00|four o’clock|As a sign of respect, Rose took off her tophat and held it by her side.<br>At four o’clock they trooped back to their encampment in the parking lot, invigorated. They would return the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that. They would return until the good steam was exhausted, and then they would move on.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
04:00|4 a.m.|Vera had been hanging by a thread for a week now, comatose, in and out of Cheyne-Stokes respiration, and this was exactly the sort of night the frail ones picked to go out on. Usually at 4 a.m.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
04:00|four in the morning|A poet might die at at twenty-one, a revolutionary or a rock start at twenty-four. But after that you assume everything’s going to be all right. You’ve made it past Dead Man’s Curve and you’re out of the tunnel, cruising straight for your destination down a six-lane highway—whether you want to be or not. You get your hair cut; every morning you shave. You aren’t a poet anymore, or a revolutionary or a rock star. You don’t pass out drunk in phone booths or blast out the Doors at four in the morning.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
04:00|Four A.M.|Three months before the block party, before Oliver Dubois drove a stolen truck into his own living room, before somebody shot Step Volkin at Forty-Six Oak Drive, Holly Dubois decided on an early morning walk. Real early. Four A.M. early.|Behind the Lie|Emilya Naymark|unknown
04:00|four in the morning|“Buster,” she whispered, rubbing the little shih tzu to wake him. After all, walking by herself at four in the morning might be considered wacky. Nobody did that in Sylvan except one or two dedicated runners during their cooldowns, and she wasn’t a runner.|Behind the Lie|Emilya Naymark|unknown
04:00|four o’clock|Then I was lying half asleep in the cold lower level of the Pennsylvania Station, staring at the morning Tribune, and waiting for the four o’clock train.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
04:00|four o’clock|She lay down at four o’clock, not expecting to sleep a wink, but her healing body had its own priorities. She went under almost instantly, and when she woke to the insistent 𝘥𝘢𝘩-𝘥𝘢𝘩-𝘥𝘢𝘩 of her bedside clock, she was glad she had set the alarm. Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters. The light had gone that strange and depthless gold which seems the exclusive property of late-fall afternoons in New England.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
04:00|4:00 A.M.|𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 came in the form of a bright green van, Sunday morning, 4:00 A.M. sharp. Dervla awoke to acrid exhaust fumes billowing into her open bedroom window. Annoyance turned to gratitude when she spotted the peculiar vehicle, for Dervla knew a juicy bit of news when she saw one.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
04:00|four o'clock|"Nothing happened," he said wanly. "I waited, and about four o'clock she came to the window and stood there for a minute and then turned out the light."|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
04:00|four am.|"I looked at the clock and it was (yes, you guessed it) four am. I should have taken comfort from the fact that approximately quarter of the Greenwich Mean Time world had just jolted awake also and were lying, staring miserably into the darkness, worrying."|Watermelon|Marian Keyes|unknown
04:00|4am|Suddenly, he started to cry. Curled up on the sofa he sobbed loudly. Michel looked at his watch; it was just after 4am. On the screen a wild cat had a rabbit in its mouth.|Atomised|Michel Houellebecq|unknown
04:00|Four o'clock|The Birds begun at Four o'clock <br /> Their period for Dawn|The Birds Begun at Four o'clock|Emily Dickinson|unknown
04:00|At four|The night before Albert Kessler arrived in Santa Teresa, at four in the morning, Sergio Gonzalez Rodriguez got a call from Azucena Esquivel Plata, reporter and PRI congresswoman.|2666|Roberto Bolano|unknown
04:00|At four|Waking at four to soundless dark, I stare. In time the curtain-edges will grow light. Till then I see what's really always there: Unresting death, a whole day nearer now, Making all thought impossible but how And where and when I shall myself die.|Aubade|Philip Larkin|unknown
04:00|At four|When he noticed that the chefs from the grand hotels and restaurants - a picky, impatient bunch - tended to move around from seller to seller, buying apples here and broccoli there, he asked if he could have tea available for them. Tommy agreed, and the chefs, grateful for a hot drink at four in the morning, lingered and bought.|The Tea Rose|Jennifer Donnelly|unknown
04:00|four o’clock|It was now four o’clock of a midsummer morning, and the western hills, that I could see through a hall window, began to be impurpled by reflection from the opposite horizon of the dawn.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
04:01|Barely past four a.m.|Charlie glanced at the clock. Barely past four a.m. at home. Sunday. She'd be up. Probably reading over a cup of coffee before taking a run before church.|Soldier On|Vanessa Rasanen|unknown
04:01|just after 4am|Suddenly, he started to cry. Curled up on the sofa he sobbed loudly. Michel looked at his watch; it was just after 4am. On the screen a wild cat had a rabbit in its mouth.|Atomised|Michel Houellebecq|unknown
04:02|4:02|I walked up and down the row. No one gave me a second look. Finally I sat down next to a man. He paid no attention. My watch said 4:02. Maybe he was late.|The History of Love|Nicole Krauss|unknown
04:03|4:03 a.m.|It’s 4:03 a.m. on a supremely cold January morning and I’m just getting home. I’ve been out dancing and I’m only half drunk but utterly exhausted.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
04:04|Four minutes after four!|Four minutes after four! It's still very early and to get from here to there won't take me more than 15 minutes, even walking slowly. She told me around five o'clock. Wouldn't it be better to wait on the corner?|Angel Hill|Cirilo Villaverde|unknown
04:05|4.05am.|Leaves were being blown against my window. It was 4.05am. The moon had shifted in the sky, glaring through a clotted mass of clouds like a candled egg.|We Were the Mulvaneys|Joyce Carol Oates|unknown
04:06|4.06am|Dexter looked at Kate's note, then her face, then the clock. It was 4.06am, the night before they would go to the restaurant.|The Expats|Chris Pavone|unknown
04:07|4.07am.|4.07am. Why am I standing? My shoulders feel cold and I'm shivering. I become aware that I'm standing in the middle of the room. I immediately look at the bedroom door. Closed, with no signs of a break-in. Why did I get up?|Guarding Hanna: A Novel|Miha Mazzini|unknown
04:08|4:08 a.m.|It was at 4:08 a.m. beneath the cool metal of a jungle gym that all Andrew's dreams came true. He kissed his one true love and swore up and down that it would last forever to this exhausted companion throughout their long trek home.|Dying in the Twilight of Summer|Seth O'Connell|unknown
04:10|Four-ten|"I don't like this waiting," he said.<br/>She smiled. "You'd make a terrible PI."<br/>"What time is it?"<br/>"Four-ten. Fifteen minutes later than the last time you asked."|Copper River|William Kent Krueger|sfw
04:10|four-ten|The change came at four-ten. Lying on the sand, the woman in the black suit saw it coming and relaxed.|The Women|Ray Bradbury|unknown
04:11|eleven minutes after four|The next morning I awaken at exactly eleven minutes after four, having slept straight through my normal middle-of-the-night insomniac waking at three.|The Stuff of Life|Karen Karbo|unknown
04:12|four-twelve|Finally, she signalled with her light that she'd made it to the top. I signalled back, then shined the light downward to see how far the water had risen. I couldn't make out a thing. My watch read four-twelve in the morning. Not yet dawn. The morning papers still not delivered, trains not yet running, citizens of the surface world fast asleep, oblivious to all this. I pulled the rope taut with both hands, took a deep breath, then slowly began my climb.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
04:12|4:12|Karen felt the bed move beneath Harry's weight. Lying on her side she opened her eyes to see digital numbers in the dark, 4:12 in pale green. Behind her Harry continued to move, settling in. She watched the numbers change to 4:13.|Get Shorty|Elmore Leonard|unknown
04:13|4:13|Karen felt the bed move beneath Harry's weight. Lying on her side she opened her eyes to see digital numbers in the dark, 4:12 in pale green. Behind her Harry continued to move, settling in. She watched the numbers change to 4:13.|Get Shorty|Elmore Leonard|unknown
04:14|4:14 a.m.|At 4:14 a.m., the two men returned to the Jeep. After the passenger replaced the cans in the back of the Jeep, the driver backed out of the driveway and headed east. The last images found on the film appeared to be flames or smoke.|A Real Nightmare|David H. Swendsen|unknown
04:15|four-fifteen|Alice wants to warn her that a defect runs in the family, like flat feet or diabetes: they're all in danger of ending up alone by their own stubborn choice. The ugly kitchen clock says four-fifteen.|Pigs in Heaven|Barbara Kingsolver|unknown
04:16|four-sixteen|I stooped to pick up my watch from the floor. Four-sixteen. Another hour until dawn. I went to the telephone and dialled my own number. It'd been a long time since I'd called home, so I had to struggle to remember the number. I let it ring fifteen times; no answer. I hung up, dialled again, and let it ring another fifteen times. Nobody.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
04:16|four sixteen|They pulled into the visitor's carpark at four sixteen am. He knew it was four sixteen because the entrance to the maternity unit sported a digital clock beneath the signage.|Freaks in the City: Book Two of the Freaks Series|Maree Anderson|unknown
04:17|4:17 a.m.|I succumbed to my curiosity, tugged up the left sleeve of my pullover, and checked my wristwatch. It was 4:17 a.m. This surprised me not because it was almost dawn, but because I’d had no idea of the time whatsoever.|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
04:17|4.17am|He awoke at 4.17am in a sweat. He had been dreaming of Africa again, and then the dream had continued in the U.S. when he was a young man. But Inbata had been there, watching him.|The Vile|Douglas Phinney|unknown
04:18|four-eighteen|I grabbed the alarm clock, threw it on my lap, and slapped the red and black buttons with both hands. The ringing didn't stop. The telephone! The clock read four-eighteen. It was dark outside. Four-eighteen a.m. I got out of bed and picked up the receiver. "Hello?"|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
04:20|four-twenty|At each waking he switched on the light and glanced at his bedside clock, hoping to find that dawn was near to breaking. Two-ten, three-forty, four-twenty.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
04:22|4.22|He hurt me to the point where I wanted to tell him something. My watch said 4.22 now. It had stopped. It was smashed.|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
04:23|4:23|4:23, Monday morning, Iceland Square. A number of people in the vicinity of Bjornsongatan are awakened by loud screams.|Let The Right One In|John Ajvide Lindqvist|unknown
04:23|04:23|Her chip pulsed the time. 04:23:04. It had been a long day.|Neuromancer|William Gibson|unknown
04:25|twenty-five minutes past four|As I dressed I glanced at my watch. It was no wonder that no one was stirring. It was twenty-five minutes past four.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
04:30|4:30|He cannot leave. <br>Most likely, he’ll never leave. <br>Bram finds his way back to the chair and settles in. <br>Outside, a bird cries out as the moon comes and goes behind thick clouds. He retrieves the pocket watch from his coat and curses. He forgot to wind it, and the hands ceased their journey at 4:30. He stuffs it back into his pocket.|Dracul|Dacre Stoker & J.D. Barker|unknown
04:30|4:30 A.M.|What has happened to me? Why am I so alone in the world? 4:30 A.M.—The solution came to me, just as I was dozing off. Illuminated! Everything fits together, and I see what I should have known from the beginning. No more sleep. I’ve got to get back to the lab and test this against the results from the computer. This, finally, is the flaw in the experiment. I’ve found it.|Flowers for Algernon|Daniel Keyes|unknown
04:30|four thirty in the morning|Algernon died two days ago. I found him at four thirty in the morning when I came back to the lab after wandering around down at the waterfront—on his side, stretched out in the corner of his cage. As if he were running in his sleep.|Flowers for Algernon|Daniel Keyes|unknown
04:30|Four thirty|Jonas rolls painfully out of the hammock, his aching lower back stiff and swollen, in desperate need of a chiropractor. He checks his watch. Four thirty…but is it a.m. or p.m.?|Meg, Primal Waters|Steve Alten|unknown
04:30|four-thirty|𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 “𝘤𝘺𝘤𝘭𝘦”?<br>If you wish. A server is woken at hour four-thirty by stimulin in the airflow, then yellow-up in our dormroom. After a minute in the hygiener and steamer, we put on fresh uniforms before filing into the restaurant.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
04:30|four thirty in the morning|“What time is it? Do you have time here?” <br /> “Of course we do.” She pulled up her sleeve, revealing a yellow Timex wristwatch. “It is four thirty in the morning.”<br /> “That’s a nice watch.”<br /> “My father gave it to me,” she said happily.|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
04:30|four thirty|At the end of a relationship, it is the one who is not in love who makes the tender speeches. I was overwhelmed by a sense of betrayal, betrayal because a union in which I had invested so much had been declared bankrupt without my feeling it to be so. Chloe had not given it a chance, I argued with myself, knowing the hopelessness of these inner courts announcing hollow verdicts at four thirty in the morning.|Essays on Love|Alain de Botton|unknown
04:30|0430|Hester Thrale undulates in in a false fox jacket at 2330 as usual even though she has to be up at like 0430 for the breakfast shift at the Provident Nursing Home and sometimes eats breakfast with Gately, both their faces nodding perilously close to their Frosted Flakes.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
04:31|4:31|An earthquake hit Los Angeles at 4:31 this morning and the images began arriving via CNN right away.|Microserfs|Douglas Coupland|unknown
04:32|4:32 a.m.|On his first day of kindergarten, Peter Houghton woke up at 4:32 a.m. He padded into his parents' room and asked if it was time yet to take the school bus.|Nineteen Minutes|Jodi Picoult|unknown
04:34|4:34 AM|He was not pleased about being pulled out of his dream. The clock taunted him, saying it was 4:34 AM. He picked up the receiver.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
04:34|4:34 A.M.|With a heavy sigh, I pried open my eyes just enough to focus on the numbers glowing atop my nightstand. It was 4:34 A.M. What kind of sadist called another human being at 4:34 in the morning?|First Grave on the Right|Darynda Jones|unknown
04:35|4:35|No manner of exhaustion can keep a child asleep much later than six a.m. on Christmas Day. Colby awoke at 4:35.|Dreams and Shadows|C. Robert Cargill|unknown
04:36|4:36|At 4:36 that morning, alone in my hotel room, it had been a much better scene. Spencer had blanched, confounded by the inescapable logic of my accusation. A few drops of perspiration had formed on his upper lip. A tiny vein had started to throb in his temple.|The Brass Go-Between|Ross Thomas|unknown
04:37|4:37|Her bedroom was hardly any bigger than her king-size mattress, which she’d told me she’d inherited from her parents when her mother got sick “and so they got two doubles because my dad couldn’t sleep at night with all her fidgeting.” Green numbers on a digital alarm clock glowed between cans of Diet 7UP on the bedside table. It was 4:37. I smelled peanut butter and again, the bitter tang of vomit.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
04:38|4.38 a.m.|At 4.38 a.m. as the sun is coming up over Gorley Woods, I hear a strange rustling in the grass beside me. I peer closely but can see nothing.|The Queue|Jonathan Barrow|unknown
04:40|4.40am|I settled into a daily routine. Wake up at 4.40am, shower, get on the train north by ten after five.|Bossypants|Tina Fey|unknown
04:41|4:41|At 4:41 Crane's voice crackled through the walkie-talkie as if he'd read their thoughts of mutiny. “Everyone into the elevator. Now!” Only moments before the call he and C.J. had finished what they hoped would be a successful diversion.|Damaged Goods: A Novel|Roland S. Jefferson|unknown
04:43|four forty-three|The time is four forty-three in the mornin an it's almost light oot there.|Pyschoraag|Suhayl Saadi|unknown
04:45|4:45 a.m.|His wife's breathing at his side is so faint that he can scarcely hear it. One of these mornings she'll be lying dead beside me and I won't even notice, he thinks. Or maybe it'll be me. Daybreak will reveal that one of us has been left alone. He checks the clock on the table next to the bed. The hands glow and register 4:45 a.m.|Faceless Killers|Henning Mankell|unknown
04:46|four-forty-six|The phone rang again at four-forty-six.<br /> "Hello," I said.<br />"Hello," came a woman's voice. "Sorry about the time before. There's a disturbance in the sound field. Sometimes the sound goes away."<br/> "The sound goes away?"<br/> "Yes," she said. "The sound field's slipping. Can you hear me?"|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
04:47|4.47am|I slept only fitfully after looking online. The phrases I’d read repeated in my head over and over again. When I woke up for what felt like the hundredth time, the Stormtrooper clock beside the bed read 4.47am.|What She Knew|Gilly MacMillan|unknown
04:48|4:48|At 4:48 the happy hour when clarity visits warm darkness which soaks my eyes I know no sin|4:48 Psychosis|Sarah Kane|unknown
04:48|4:48 a.m.|Thinking about the card warms me to the idea of walking under the arched doorway of the Newtons' home, but when I arrive at their house, the plan seems ridiculous. What am I doing? It's 4:48 a.m., and I'm parked outside their darkened house.|What is the What|Dave Eggers|unknown
04:50|ten minutes to five|Even the hands of his watch and the hands of all the thirteen clocks were frozen. They had all frozen at the same time, on a snowy night, seven years before, and after that it was always ten minutes to five in the castle.|The 13 Clocks|James Thurber|unknown
04:51|4:51 A.M.|4:51 A.M.<br/>"You know, I hate to spoil all the fun you're having." Vance tried to look at Moreau, but he could barely see through the swelling of his puffy eyelids. "But I've got some unsettling news. You and the rest of Ramirez's hoods are about to be in a deep situation here. The minute you try to send that bomb up, you can tip your hat and kiss your ass good-bye. Better enjoy this while you can."|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
04:53|seven minutes before five|It was so quiet in the post office that Trinidad could hear the soft tick of the clock's second hand every time it moved. It was now seven minutes before five.|The Silence of Bonaventure Arrow|Rita Leganski|unknown
04:54|six minutes to five|Six minutes to five. Six minutes to go. Suddenly I felt quite clearheaded. There was an unexpected light in the cell; the boundaries were drawn, the roles well defined. The time of doubt and questioning and uncertainty was over.|Dawn: A Novel|Elie Wiesel|unknown
04:55|4:55 a.m.|There were two messages. The first, sent at 4:55 a.m., was from the campus garage.<br/>"We have your vehicle," the mechanic's voice informed him. "Unfortunately, we had some trouble getting it out of the ditch, and it has sustained a small amount of additional damage."|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
04:55|4:55|4:55 - Mank holding phone. Turns to Caddell - "Who is this?"<br/> Caddell: "Jim." (shrugs) "I think he's our man in Cincinnati."|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S. Thompson|unknown
04:56|few minutes before five|The second said the same thing a few minutes before five, and mentioned eternity... I'm sure I'll meet you in the other world. Four minutes later she left a last, fleeting message: My love. Fernando. It's Suzana. Then, it seemed, she had shot herself.|A Death in Brazil: A Book of Omissions|Peter Robb|nsfw
04:58|two minutes to five|He wants to look death in the face. Two minutes to five. I took a handkerchief out of my pocket, but John Dawson ordered me to put it back. An Englishman dies with his eyes open. He wants to look death in the face.|Dawn: A Novel|Elie Wiesel|unknown
04:59|0459|The whole place smells like death no matter what the fuck you do. Gately gets to the shelter at 0459.9h and just shuts his head off as if his head had a control switch.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|nsfw
05:00|5 o’clock|At precisely 5 o’clock, like every morning, hours before a single stirring would emerge from the rooms upstairs, Dora dragged herself from her bed and made her way down the hallway to the kitchen, where she put on a kettle and dropped a bag of Earl Grey in a mug.|When the Summer Was Ours|Roxanne Veletzos|unknown
05:00|five in the morning|“I just took all the pills in the bathroom cabinet,” she says. “Sixty-two aspirin with codeine, twenty-four Valiums. I thought you might like to say goodbye.”<br>“That was stupid, Martha,” Nate says. “Did you really?”<br>“Wait and see,” she says, laughing. “Wait till five in the morning when you get to inspect the body.”|Life Before Man|Margaret Atwood|nsfw
05:00|5:00 A.M.|Soft yellow light came through the side windows. It was morning: he had slept the whole night! He looked quickly at his watch: 5:00 A.M. Still almost six hours to go before the boat had to be recalled.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
05:00|five|Muldoon scowled. “The electrified fences were off?” <br>“Yes.”<br>“All of them? Since five this morning? For the last five hours?”<br>“Yes.”|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
05:00|five o’clock|THE HAMMER BANGED reveille on the rail outside camp HQ at five o’clock as always. Time to get up. The ragged noise was muffled by ice two fingers thick on the windows and soon died away. Too cold for the warder to go on hammering.|One Day in the Life of Ivan Denosovich|Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn|unknown
05:00|five o’clock in the morning|"According to Leon … the day after tomorrow. The attack is scheduled for the day after tomorrow at about five o’clock in the morning." His face was still in shadow.|A Trail Through Time|Jodi Taylor|unknown
05:00|five|Sixsmith,<br>Sitting at my escritoire in my dressing gown. The church bell chimes five. Another thirsty dawn. My candle is burnt away. A tiring night turned inside out.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
05:00|Five o’clock|Five o’clock had hardly struck on the morning of the nineteenth of January, when Bessie brought a candle into my closet and found me already up and nearly dressed.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
05:00|five o’clock|They had been up since five o’clock that morning, as the reader will remember; but bah! there is no such thing as fatigue on Sunday, said Favourite; on Sunday fatigue does not work.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
05:00|five|My grandfather Arthur once took me fishing. I was seven.<br>I suppose he must have gone fishing frequently, although I never recall him bringing back any fish, nor indeed, any other fishing trips.<br>He woke me up at five, before the sun was up.|The Comical Tragedy or Tragical Comedy of Mr. Punch|Neil Gaiman|unknown
05:00|five|Thursday morning. The day of. Billy gets up at five. He eats toast with a glass of water to wash it down. No coffee. No caffeine of any kind until the job is done. When he shoulders the 700 and looks through the Leupold scope, he wants his hands perfectly steady.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
05:00|five in the morning|Not even a yawn. I wasn’t remotely sleepy. I could tell my sense of balance was off—I nearly fell over when I tried to stand up, but I pushed through it and tidied up for a while, sliding the videocassettes into their cases and putting them back on the shelf. I thought some activity might tire me out. I took a Zyprexa and some more Ativan. I ate a handful of melatonin, chewing like a cow on cud. Nothing was working.<br>So I called Trevor.<br>“It’s five in the morning,” he said. He sounded irritated and foggy, but he’d answered.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
05:00|five A.M.|Sixsmith,<br>Shot myself through the roof of my mouth at five A.M. this morning with V.A.‘s Luger. But I saw you, my dear, dear fellow! How touched I am that you care so much! On the belfry’s lookout, yesterday, at sunset. Sheerest fluke you didn’t see me first.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|nsfw
05:00|five in the morning|I did Danièle’s math in my head. “If we start at ten, walk for four hours, rest for one, walk for another two, that’s seven hours in total. That will take us to five in the morning. Seven hours back, it won’t be noon until we resurface.”|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
05:00|five|The unlocked back door creaked open slowly to reveal Fiona Athey, with an apologetic look on her face, She was holding a stack of flyers under her left arm. “I hope I didn’t wake you up, now. I’ll come back another time, then. Sorry.” She turned to leave.<br>“No, stay,” Marjan replied. “I’ve been up since five. Making a new batch of bread. Why don’t you come in for a cup of tea?”|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
05:00|5 a.m.|Soon after 5 a.m. he noticed the sky at its edges beginning to turn an oyster grey. Gradually the dark crests of the wooded pine hills emerged, serrated like a saw’s teeth against the spreading light, while in the valleys the white mist seemed as solid as a glacier.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
05:00|5 a.m.|It was in the township of Dunwich, in a large and hardly inhabited farmhouse set against a hillside 4 miles from the village and a mile and a half from any other dwelling, that Wilbur Whately was born at 5 a.m. on Sunday, 2 February, 1913. The date was recalled because it was Candlemas, which people in Dunwich curiously observe under another name.|The Dunwich Horror|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
05:00|five o'clock|Just after five o'clock on this chill September morning, the fishmonger's cart, containing Kirsten and Emilia and such possessions as they have been able to assemble in the time allowed to them, is driven out of the gates of Rosenborg?|Music and Silence|Rose Tremain|unknown
05:00|five|The cold eye of the Duke was dazzled by the gleaming of a thousand jewels that sparkled on the table. His ears were filled with chiming as the clocks began to strike. "One!" said Hark. "Two!" cried Zorn of Zorna. "Three!" the Duke's voice almost whispered. "Four!" sighed Saralinda. "Five!" the Golux crowed, and pointed at the table. "The task is done, the terms are met," he said."|The 13 Clocks|James Thurber|unknown
05:00|five o'clock|The day came slow, till five o'clock. Then sprang before the hills. Like hindered rubies, or the light. A sudden musket spills|The Day Came Slow, Till Five O' Clock|Emily Dickinson|unknown
05:00|5 a.m.|There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public. There are worse things than these miniature betrayals, committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things than not being able to sleep for thinking about them. It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse and worse.|Things|Fleur Adcock|unknown
05:00|five o'clock|What causes young people to "come out," but the noble ambition of matrimony? What sends them trooping to watering-places? What keeps them dancing till five o'clock in the morning through a whole mortal season?|Vanity Fair|William Makepeace Thackeray|unknown
05:01|one minute past five|"Oh yes. His clocks were set at one minute past five, four minutes past five and seven minutes past five. That was the combination number of a safe, 515457. The safe was concealed behind a reproduction of the Mona Lisa. Inside the safe," continued Poirot, with distaste, "were the Crown Jewels of the Russian Royal Family."|The Clocks|Agatha Christie|unknown
05:01|after five o'clock|Just after five o'clock on this chill September morning, the fishmonger's cart, containing Kirsten and Emilia and such possessions as they have been able to assemble in the time allowed to them, is driven out of the gates of Rosenborg?|Music and Silence|Rose Tremain|unknown
05:02|5:02 a.m.|It was 5:02 a.m., December 14. In another fifty-eight minutes he would set sail for America. He did not want to leave his bride; he did not want to go.|The Prize|Brenda Joyce|unknown
05:03|5:03 a.m.|It was 5:03 a.m. It didn't matter. She wasn't going to get back to sleep. She threw off her covers and, swearing at herself, Caleb and Mr. Griffin, she headed into the shower.|Unhallowed Ground|Heather Graham|unknown
05:03|5:03|I looked down at the watch Trey had given me last Christmas, the delicate gold links so real and solid, and it seemed like someone else’s memory strapped to someone else’s shaking hand. It was 5:03 now. I was halfway to my house.|Mother May I|Joshilyn Jackson|unknown
05:04|four minutes past five|"Oh yes. His clocks were set at one minute past five, four minutes past five and seven minutes past five. That was the combination number of a safe, 515457. The safe was concealed behind a reproduction of the Mona Lisa. Inside the safe," continued Poirot, with distaste, "were the Crown Jewels of the Russian Royal Family."|The Clocks|Agatha Christie|unknown
05:04|5.04 a.m.|5.04 a.m. on the substandard clock radio. Because why do people always say the day starts now? Really it starts in the middle of the night at a fraction of a second past midnight.|The Accidental|Ali Smith|unknown
05:05|five past five|The baby, a boy, is born at five past five in the morning.|The Namesake|Jhumpa Lahiri|unknown
05:06|5:06 a.m.|5:06 a.m. I wake up strangely energized, my stomach growling. Upstairs, the overstocked fridge offers me its bounty of sympathy food.|This is Where I Leave You|Jonathon Tropper|unknown
05:07|seven minutes past five|"Oh yes. His clocks were set at one minute past five, four minutes past five and seven minutes past five. That was the combination number of a safe, 515457. The safe was concealed behind a reproduction of the Mona Lisa. Inside the safe," continued Poirot, with distaste, "were the Crown Jewels of the Russian Royal Family."|The Clocks|Agatha Christie|unknown
05:08|5:08|Ambrose and I will marry at Fort McHenry at 5:08 EDST this coming Saturday, Rosh Hashanah!|Letters|John Barth|unknown
05:09|5:09|The primal flush of triumph which had saturated the American's humor on this signal success, proved but fictive and transitory when inquiry of the station attendants educed the information that the two earliest trains to be obtained were the 5:09 to Dunkerque and the 5:37 for Ostend.|The Black Bag|Louis Joseph Vance|unknown
05:10|ten minutes past five|"Oh, my husband, I have done the deed which will relieve you of the wife whom you hate! I have taken the poison--all of it that was left in the paper packet, which was the first that I found. If this is not enough to kill me, I have more left in the bottle. Ten minutes past five."|The Law and the Lady|Wilkie Collins|nsfw
05:10|ten after five|I settled into a daily routine. Wake up at 4:40am, shower, get on the train north by ten after five.|Bossypants|Tina Fey|unknown
05:11|eleven minutes past five|Today was Tuesday, the fifteenth of August; the sun had risen at eleven minutes past five this morning and would set at two minutes before seven this evening.|The Hot Rock|Donald E Westlake|unknown
05:12|twelve minutes and six seconds past five o'clock|At twelve minutes and six seconds past five o'clock on the morning of April 18th, 1906, the San Francisco peninsula began to shiver in the grip of an earthquake which, when its ultimate consequences are considered, was the most disastrous in the recorded history of the North American continent.|Slummer's Paradise|Herbert Asbury|unknown
05:13|five-thirteen|Wu said, “You shut down at five-thirteen this morning, and when you started back up, you started with auxiliary power.”|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
05:13|5:13 am|Lying on my side in bed, I stared at my alarm clock until it became a blemish, its red hue glowing like a welcome sign beckoning me into the depths of hell's crimson-colored cavities. 5:13 am. To describe this Monday as a blue Monday was an understatement.|Uptempo|Nakia D Johnson|unknown
05:14|5.14am|The time was 5.14am, a very strange time indeed for the sheriff to have seen what he claimed he saw as he made his early-morning rounds, first patrolling back and forth along the deserted, snowbound streets of Kingdom City before extending his vigilance northward, along County Road.|Into the Web|Thomas H. Cook|unknown
05:15|5:15 a.m.|By the first week of May, Ralph was waking up to birdsong at 5:15 a.m. He tried earplugs for a few nights, although he doubted from the outset that they would work. It wasn’t the newly returned birds that were waking him up, nor the occasional delivery-truck backfire out on Harris Avenue. He had always been the sort of guy who could sleep in the middle of a brass marching bad, and he didn’t think that had changed. What had changed was inside his head.|Insomnia|Stephen King|unknown
05:15|5:15|Weird conversation with Brown, a tired & confused old man who's been jerked out of bed at 5:15.|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S Thompson|unknown
05:16|5:16|5:16 - Mank on phone to Secretary of State Brown: 'Mr. Brown, we're profoundly disturbed about this situation in the 21st. We can't get a single result out of there.|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S Thompson|unknown
05:16|5:16 a.m|She could go back to sleep. But typical and ironic, she is completely awake. It is completely light outside now; you can see for miles. Except there is nothing to see here; trees and fields and that kind of thing. 5:16 a.m on the substandard clock radio. She is really awake.|The Accidental|Ali Smith|unknown
05:17|5:17 AM|After managing to get roughly three hours of sleep, Grant checked the time on his phone. 5:17 AM. <br/> More sleep is unlikely. Time for a morning run.|Lionhearts|Ray Keating|sfw
05:18|5:18 AM|The story is there, and the security photo that runs with it is pretty damning. An hour earlier the light wouldn’t have been good enough to show the doer’s face, but the time stamp on the bottom of the photo is 5:18 AM. The sun isn’t up but it’s getting there, and the face of the guy standing in the alley is as clear as you’d want, if you were a prosecutor.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
05:18|5:18 A.M.|ABOARD TPA 545<br>5:18 A.M.<br>Emily Jansen sighed in relief. The long flight was nearing an end. Morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the airplane.|Airframe|Michael Crichton|unknown
05:19|5:19 A.M.|5:19 A.M.<br/>She heaved a sigh of relief as she put down the microphone and prepared to stumble down the hill. She realized she had violated protocol by breaking radio silence, but she was almost as worried about Michael Vance as she was about the facility.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
05:20|five-twenty|If she can keep her speed to seventy until she leaves the turnpike at midtown, and if she catches most of the traffic lights, she estimates she can be at her building by five-twenty.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
05:20|five twenty|He saw on the floor his cigarette reduced to a long thin cylinder of ash: it had smoked itself. It was five twenty, dawn was breaking behind the shed of empty barrels, the thermometer pointed to 210 degrees.|The Periodic Table|Primo Levi|unknown
05:23|5:23|Tock wagged his tail proudly, but Milo didn’t say a word, and to this day no one knows of the lost week but the few people who happened to be awake at 5:23 on that very strange morning.|The Phantom Tollbooth|Norton Juster|unknown
05:23|5:23|If I could count precisely to sixty between two passing orange minutes on her digital clock, starting at 5:23 am and ending exactly as it melted into 5:24, then when she woke she would love me and not say this had been a terrible mistake.|The Tragedy of Arthur|Arthur Phillips|unknown
05:24|5:24|If I could count precisely to sixty between two passing orange minutes on her digital clock, starting at 5:23 am and ending exactly as it melted into 5:24, then when she woke she would love me and not say this had been a terrible mistake.|The Tragedy of Arthur|Arthur Phillips|unknown
05:25|5:25 a.m.|At 5:25 a.m. the doorbell rings, always an evil omen. I stagger to the intercom and push the button.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
05:25|5.25|George's train home from New Street leaves at 5.25. On the return journey, there are rarely schoolboys.|Arthur and George|Julian Barnes|unknown
05:26|05:26|I think this is actually bump number 1,970. And the boy keeps plugging away at the same speed. There isn’t a sound from them. Not a moan. Poor them. Poor me. I look at the clock. 05:26.|101 Reykjavik|Hallgrímur Helgason|unknown
05:27|5.27 am|She looked at her watch. It was 5.27 am. Surely Gawain would already be here? Wouldn’t he be looking out for her, since there was no obvious way of getting inside?|New York Valentine|Carmen Reid|unknown
05:28|five-twenty-eight|I pulled into the Aoyama supermarket parking garage at five-twenty-eight. The sky to the east was getting light. I entered the store carrying my bag. Almost no one was in the place. A young clerk in a striped uniform sat reading a magazine; a woman of indeterminate age was buying a cartload of cans and instant food. I turned past the liquor display and went straight to the snack bar.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
05:29|Shortly before five-thirty|Shortly before five-thirty Father Martin woke himself with a shriek of terror. He jerked up in bed and sat, rigid as a doll, staring wild-eyed into the darkness.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
05:30|five thirty in the morning|“When they pulled out of the driveway at five thirty in the morning, Emmett was in good spirits. The night before, with the help of Billy”s map, he had laid out an itinerary. The route form Morgen to San Francisco was a little over fifteen hundred miles."|The Lincoln Highway|Amor Towles|unknown
05:30|five-thirty|He picks her up, places her on the bed, lies down beside her. He kisses her again, tentatively, lingeringly. Then he asks what time it is. He himself has no watch. Lesje tells him it’s five-thirty. He sits up. Lesje is beginning to feel slightly unattractive. Are her teeth too large, is that it?|Life Before Man|Margaret Atwood|nsfw
05:30|half-past five|It was half-past five before Holmes returned. He was bright, eager, and in excellent spirits, a mood which in his case alternated with fits of the blackest depression.|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
05:30|five-thirty|Had Thomas McGuire stopped to admire the fanfare of saffron rays, he might have missed the beginning of the end of his rule over the sleepy seaside town. But as was often the case with men of his temperament, Thomas had little time for daydreams. The obstinate businessman had charged out of his hard bed at five-thirty that morning, determined as ever to tend to his growing empire of three pubs, two spirit shops, and one inn on Main Mall.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
05:30|5:30 in the morning|When Braque and her brother Randy were kids, their mom used to wake them up at 5:30 in the morning for family road trips, to avoid traffic; there were safety latches around the house until she was eleven; there was no TV and sure as sh*t no candy, pop, alcohol, or smoking; she ironed bedsheets and bleached underwear and cleaned the bathrooms at least twice a day.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
05:30|half-past five|Gideon has been most unlike Gideon. As Walter Eastman is preoccupied himself, he has not had time, or more to the point, inclination, to notice aberrant behaviour. For instance, it is half-past five in the summer morning. Young Chase's narrow bachelor bed has evidently been slept in, for it is rumpled in that barely disturbed way which can never be counterfeited.|An Insular Possession|Timothy Mo|unknown
05:30|half-past five|It was by this time half-past five, and the sun was on the point of rising; but I found the kitchen still dark and silent. … The stillness of early morning slumbered everywhere .. the carriage horses stamped from time to time in their closed stables: all else was still.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
05:30|five-thirty|On the day they were going to kill him, Santiago Nasar got up at five-thirty in the morning to wait for the boat the bishop was coming on.|Chronicle of a Death Foretold|Gabriel García Márquez|unknown
05:31|5:31|5:31 - Mank on phone to lawyer: 'Jesus, I think we gotta go in there and get those ballots! Impound 'em! Every damn one!'|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S Thompson|nsfw
05:33|five thirty-three|It was five thirty-three when we left. Is it six o'clock now? Six thirty? And Mark's still in his cage and I'm scared to drive very fast. . . what if we don't get there in time?|Among the Brave|Margaret Peterson Haddix|unknown
05:34|five-thirty-four|I asked "What time is sunrise?”<br/>A second's silence while the crestfallen Bush absorbed his rebuke, and then another voice answered: "Five-thirty-four, sir."|The Commodore|C.S. Forester|unknown
05:34|four minutes later|"At five-thirty. I was here about four minutes later. Judging by the appearance of the blood and the beginning of rigor in the side of the face, I guessed that he had been dead about five hours."|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|nsfw
05:35|5:35|He was surprised to see it was 5:35. So he must have slept - or at least dozed - for over six hours. He was beginning to wonder whether the storm had really spent its force when the moaning began again, and rose to another howling crescendo.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
05:35|5:35|5:35 - All phones ringing now, the swing shift has shot the gap - now the others are waking up.|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S Thompson|unknown
05:35|twenty-five before six|I squinted at the clock. 'It says twenty-five before six,' I said and rolled away from him.|The Dice Man|Luke Rhinehart|unknown
05:35|5:35|At 5:35, he got word over the radio that Helmunth Hanover of the Aurora Sentinel had received a call from an anonymous spokesperson for the Minnesota Civilian Brigade threatening some form of retaliation if the Indians fished.|Iron Lake|William Kent Krueger|sfw
05:37|5:37|Richard glanced at the clock on the microwave - 5:37 - almost twelve hours, almost one half-day since he'd dialed 911.|This Book Will Save Your Life|A.M. Homes|sfw
05:38|5.38 a.m.|"Good morning, Johnny," said the ship. "It is 5.38 a.m."<br/>"What?" said Johnny. "It’s Saturday."<br/>"I told you he wouldn’t like it," said Sol, presumably to Kovac.<br/>"It’s hardly a matter of likes or dislikes," said the computer. "I have information I deem important enough to pass on at the earliest opportunity – whatever time it is."|Johnny Mackintosh: Battle for Earth|Keith Mansfield|unknown
05:40|Twenty to six|Robert Townsend woke before the alarm sounded and lay listening in the dark. Something had disturbed his sleep - a noise outside. A distant but distinct crack. He glanced at the hands of the clock on the nightstand. Twenty to six. Crack. Crack. Crack. There it was again. What on earth could it be?|Cogheart|Peter Bunzl|unknown
05:40|twenty minutes to six|Twenty minutes to six. 'Rob's boys were already on the platform, barrows ready. The only thing that ever dared to be late around here was the train. Rob's boys were in fact Bill Bing, thirty, sucking a Woodbine, and Arthur, sixty, half dead.|The Peculiar Memories of Thomas Penman|Bruce Robinson|unknown
05:41|5:41|It took Inigo until 5:41 before he actually cornered the Count. In the billiard room. “Hello,” he was about to say. “My name name is Inigo Montoya; you killed my father; prepare to die.”|The Princess Bride|William Goldman|unknown
05:43|5:43|It’s 5:43. Time is racing, racing.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
05:43|5.43|5.43 - Mank on phone to 'Mary' in Washington; 'It now appears quite clear that we'll lead the state - without the 21st.'|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S. Thompson|unknown
05:45|5:45|At 5:45 a power-transformer on a pole beside the abandoned Tracker Brothers’ Truck Depot exploded in a flash of purple light, spraying twisted chunks of metal onto the shingled roof.|IT|Stephen King|unknown
05:46|5.46am|Herbert could feel nothing. He wrote a legal-sounding phrase to the effect that the sentence had been carried out at 5.46am, adding, 'without a snag'. The burial party had cursed him quietly as they'd hacked at the thick roots and tight soil.|A Whispered Name|William Brodrick|unknown
05:46|fourteen minutes to six|It was a fine summer morning. The hands of the Dutch clock in the hall pointed to thirteen minutes past nine; those of the ormolu clock in the sitting-room to eleven minutes past ten; those of the carriage clock on the bookshelf to fourteen minutes to six. In other words, it was exactly eight; and Mrs. Hignett acknowledged the fact by moving her head on the pillow, opening her eyes, and sitting up in bed. She always woke at eight precisely.|Three Men and a Maid|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
05:49|5:49 a.m.|Towards morning he slept more deeply. Even so, the harsh incessant ring of the telephone woke him to instant consciousness. The illuminated dial of his travelling clock showed 5:49 a.m.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
05:49|eleven minutes to six|It was eleven minutes to six. After a moment he idly drew the center drawer of the desk out over his lap. For a moment he stared at the gun without recognition. Then he gave a yelp and leaped up. She had put it back!|The Comforts of Home|Flannery O'Connor|unknown
05:50|5:50|It was was 5:50 when he staggered from the room, heading he knew not where or for how long, but hoping only that whoever had been guiding him lately would not desert him now.|The Princess Bride|William Goldman|unknown
05:52|5.52am|At 5.52am paramedics from the St. Petersburg Fire Department and SunStar Medic One ambulance service responded to a medical emergency call at 12201 Ninth Street North, St. Petersburg, apartment 2210.|Silent Witness|Mark Fuhrman|unknown
05:55|five minutes to six|One, two, three, four, five, six… She wound each clock in turn, three turns each, putting just enough power in the springs to get them ticking in time for Mr. Westcott’s inspection. Speaking of which…it was five minutes to six. Five minutes before Mr. Westcott would arrive to inspect his clocks. Helena swallowed. She could hear footsteps thundering in the room below and the occasional exclamation from Stanley.|The House of One Hundred Clocks|A.M. Howell|unknown
05:55|five to six|Billy doesn’t drive to the parking garage. The parking garage is done. At five to six he parks on Main Street a few blocks from the Gerard Tower. Plenty of curbside spaces at this hour and the sidewalk is deserted.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
05:55|5.55am|It was 5.55am and raining hard when I pedalled up to the bike stand just outside the forecourt of the station and dashed inside. I raced past the bookstall, where all the placards of the Yorkshire Post (a morning paper) read 'York Horror', but also 'Terrific February Gales at Coast'.|The Lost Luggage Porter|Andrew Martin|unknown
05:57|05.57|She smiles a bit but the next breath comes out louder like a moan. At 05.57 I say, “Ma, it’s nearly six,” so she gets up to make dinner but she doesn’t eat any.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
05:58|5.58|Loud crashes came from the flat below at 5.58 this morning, though she’d been clock-watching long before that.|The Woman Downstairs|Elisabeth Carpenter|unknown
05:58|5.58 a.m.|Annika Giannini woke with a start. She saw that it was 5.58 a.m.|The Girl who Kicked the Hornet's Nest|Stieg Larsson|unknown
05:59|before the clock had struck six|The shades in the corner room on the southeast were the first to be raised. It was the old rector's bedroom. He was reading his Bible before the clock had struck six.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
06:00|six|The next morning, Sister Veronica is still at prayer in the chapel. At six, when the other sisters file in for Vigils, she is there, prostrate before the cross, her arms outstretched, her forehead touching the cold stone tile. It is only when they lean forward to touch her arm gently that the women see that the blood has settled in her face. She has been dead for many hours.|The Power|Naomi Alderman|unknown
06:00|six|Sammy was bright awake at six, giddy with excitement, Daddy was coming, and no settling him to anything. By late morning he was climbing the walls; I suggested we go for a walk, take a little picnic. He didn’t want to leave in case Daddy came while we were gone.<br>“How ’bout we head up the hill? We can look out for him from there. Like pirates.”<br>And that did the trick.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
06:00|six|Monday morning. I woke at six with my head pillowed on Patrick’s chest, my knee over his thigh. I’d slept all night without surfacing once. I don’t know when I had last slept like that.<br>He got up to make coffee and we drank it in bed.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
06:00|six|Dan lay awake until six. Then he dressed and once more made the trek to the Red Apple. This time he did not hesitate, only instead of extracting two bottles of Bird from the cooler, he took three. What was it they used to say? Go big or go home.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
06:00|six in the morning|The day after Olga was released from the hospital she commenced making shoes again. At six in the morning she is at her bench; she knocks out two pairs of shoes a day. Eugene complains that Olga is a burden, but the truth is that Olga is supporting Eugene and his wife with her two pairs of shoes a day. If Olga doesn’t work there is no food. So everyone endeavors to pull Olga to bed on time, to give her enough food to keep going, etc.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
06:00|Six o’clock|Ursula invites me into the wardrobe. “You haven’t aged a day, Timbo, and neither has 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 snaky fellow!” Her furry fawn rubs up against my Narnian-sized lamppost and mothballs . . . but then, as ever, I awoke, my swollen appendage as welcome as a swollen appendix, and as useful. Six o’clock. The heating systems composed works in the style of John Cage. Chillblains burned my toe knuckles. I thought about Christmases gone, so many more gone than lay ahead.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
06:00|six|Amazingly, the routines of everyday life lurched along as spring dissolved into flamboyant summer. Holly rose every morning at six, walked and fed Buster, roused her children, made sure the youngest dressed appropriately for school, fed them, nestled lunch boxes into their backpacks, waited at the corner for the bus, waved them off.|Behind the Lie|Emilya Naymark|unknown
06:00|six AM|When she woke up, the inarguably sane light of six AM was streaming through the windows. There were things that needed to be done and decisions that needed to be made, but for the moment it was enough to be alive and in her own bed instead of stuffed into a culvert.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
06:00|six o’clock|“Well, good night, Pooh,” said Piglet, when they had got to Pooh’s house. “And we meet at six o’clock tomorrow morning by the Pine Trees, and see how many Heffalumps we’ve got in our Trap.”|Winnie|A.A. Milne|unknown
06:00|6:00 a.m.|Lars watched from his living room window as the family, who must’ve left Iowa around 6:00 a.m. to arrive here so early, trudged through the snow toward the lobby of his building.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
06:00|six A.M.|On Sunday morning he was woken at six A.M. by the telephone. It was Major Heathcote, and he got straight to the point. “What do you know about this mob at the cathedral?”|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
06:00|six o’clock|"And ever since that," the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, "he won’t do a thing I ask! It’s always six o’clock now."|Alice in Wonderland|Lewis Carroll|unknown
06:00|six o’clock|"What’s the time?" I ask, and telling him so that he knows, "My mother likes 'peace and quiet' to sleep late on Saturday mornings."<br/>"She does, does she? It’s six o’clock. I couldn’t sleep," he says wearily, like an afterthought, as if it’s what he expects. "Why are you up so early?"<br/>"I woke up and needed my panda. I can’t find him."|The Saints|Patsy Hickman|unknown
06:00|six|But every morning, even if there's been a nighttime session and he has only slept two hours, he gets up at six and reads his paper while he drinks a strong cup of coffee. In this way Papa constructs himself every day.|The Elegance of the Hedgehog|Muriel Barbery|unknown
06:00|six a.m.|I had risen half-an-hour before her entrance, and had washed my face, and put on my clothes by the light of a half-moon just setting, whose rays streamed through the narrow window near my crib. I was to leave Gateshead that day by a coach which passed the lodge gates at six a.m.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
06:00|six|Lying awake in my attic room, I hear a clock strike six downstairs. It was fairly light and people were beginning to walk up and down the stairs.|Hunger|Knut Hamsun|unknown
06:00|six o'clock|On the 15th of September 1840, about six o'clock in the morning, the Ville-de-Montereau, ready to depart, pouring out great whirls of smoke by the quai Saint-Bernard.|L'Education sentimentale|Gustave Flaubert|unknown
06:00|six|The ball went on for a long time, until six in the morning; all were exhausted and wishing they had been in bed for at least three hours; but to leave early was like proclaiming the party a failure and offending the host and hostess who had taken such a lot of trouble, poor dears.|The Leopard|Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa|unknown
06:02|6.02|Bimingham New Street 5.25. Walsall 5.55. This train does not stop at Birchills, for reasons George has never been able to ascertain. Then it is Bloxwich 6.02, Wyrley & Churchbridge 6.09. At 6.10 he nods to Mr. Merriman the stationmaster.|Arthur and George|Julian Barnes|unknown
06:05|five minutes past six|A second man went in and found the shop empty, as he thought, at five minutes past six. That puts the time at between 5:30 and 6:05.|The ABC Murders|Agatha Christie|unknown
06:06|6:06|At 6:06, every toilet on Merit Street suddenly exploded in a geyser of shit and raw sewage as some unimaginable reversal took place in the pipes which fed the holding tanks of the new waste-treatment plant in the Barrens.|IT|Stephen King|nsfw
06:08|six oh-eight a.m.|At six oh-eight a.m. two men wearing ragged trench coats approached the Casino. The shorter of the men burst into flames.|Magic Bleeds|Ilona Andrews|unknown
06:09|6.09|Bimingham New Street 5.25. Walsall 5.55. This train does not stop at Birchills, for reasons George has never been able to ascertain. Then it is Bloxwich 6.02, Wyrley & Churchbridge 6.09. At 6.10 he nods to Mr. Merriman the stationmaster.|Arthur and George|Julian Barnes|unknown
06:10|ten past six|The bus left the station at ten past six - and she sat proud, like an accustomed traveller, apart from her father, John Henry, and Berenice. But after a while a serious doubt came in her, which even the answers of the bus-driver could not quite satisfy.|The Member of the Wedding|Carson McCullers|unknown
06:11|6:11 a.m.|I looked at the clock: 6:11 a.m. Brittany had been gone for five hours. Time was racing forward.|The Good Neighbor|Cathryn Grant|unknown
06:12|6:12 in the morning|"Doc Kerrison?" The interrogation was surely unnecessary. Who else in this half-empty, echoing house would be answering at 6:12 in the morning? He made no reply and the voice went on.|Death of an Expert Witness|P.D. James|sfw
06:13|06:13|It's 06:13. Ma says I ought to be wrapped up in Rug already, Old Nick might possibly come.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
06:15|quarter past six|Father expected his shaving-water to be ready at a quarter past six. Just seven minutes late, Dorothy took the can upstairs and knocked at her father's door.|A Clergyman's Daughter|George Orwell|unknown
06:15|6.15 am|It was 6.15 am. Just starting to get light. A small knot of older teenagers were leaning against a nearby wall. They looked as though they had been out all night.Two of the guys stared at us. Their eyes hard and threatening.|Girl Missing|Sophie McKenzie|unknown
06:17|6:17 a.m.|I woke to the rain pattering at the window. I heard Josephine in the shower, the pipes clanging through the walls. The clock radio read 6:17 a.m. That was when I saw our fern. It was sitting right where Josephine had first placed it, but now—it was glorious and alive. New, glossy leaves spilled up and over the pot, the front tips reaching, touching the telephone.|Here Lies|Olivia Claire Friedman|unknown
06:17|six-seventeen|"Dizzy, come on." He turned slowly, coaxing the animal down on to the pillow. The clock read six-seventeen. A second cat, Miles, purred on contentedly from the patch in the covers where Resnick's legs had made a deep V.|Lonely Hearts|John Harvey|unknown
06:19|6.19 am|6.19 am, 8th June 2004, the jet of your pupil set in the gold of your eye.|Venus|Carol Ann Duffy|unknown
06:20|6:20 a.m.|It was 6:20 a.m., and my parents and I were standing, stunned and half-awake, in the parking lot of a Howard Johnson's in Iowa.|Soon I Will Be Invincible|Austin Grossman|unknown
06:22|twenty-two minutes past six|Clock overturned when he fell forward. That'll give us the time of the crime. Twenty-two minutes past six.|The Murder at the Vicarage|Agatha Christie|unknown
06:25|6.25|Simon is happy to travel scum class when he's on his own and even sometimes deliberately aims for the 6.25. But today the .25 is delayed to 6.44.|The Deaths|Mark Lawson|unknown
06:25|six-twenty-five|"Still, it's your consciousness that's created it. Not somethin' just anyone could do. Others could be wanderin' around forever in who-knows-what contradictory chaos of a world. You're different. You seem t'be the immortal type."<br />"When's the turnover into that world going to take place?" asked the chubby girl. The Professor looked at his watch. I looked at my watch. Six-twenty-five. Well past daybreak. Morning papers delivered.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
06:26|6:26 A.M.|6:26 A.M.<br/>"All right," Armont declared, "we make the insert here." He tapped his finger on the blueprint. "We hit the nerve center of Launch with flash-bangs and tear gas, and take it down. If we're lucky, Ramirez will still be there, and that should be the end of it."|Projct Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
06:27|6:27|It was 6:27. In Frances Peverell's flat the phone rang. As soon as James spoke her name she knew that something was wrong.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
06:27|06:27|06:27:52 by the chip in her optic nerve; Case had been following her progress through Villa Straylight for over an hour, letting the endorphin analogue she'd taken blot out his hangover.|Neuromancer|William Gibson|unknown
06:27|0627 hours|Early in the morning, late in the century, Cricklewood Broadway. At 0627 hours on January 1, 1975, Alfred Archibald Jones was dressed in corduroy and sat in a fume-filled Cavalier Musketeer Estate, facedown on the steering wheel, hoping the judgment would not be too heavy upon him.|White Teeth|Zadie Smith|unknown
06:28|6:28 A.M.|Thursday 6:28 A.M.<br/>The morning air was sharp and she wished she'd grabbed one of Adriana's black knit shawls before going out. Could she pass for one of those stooped Greek peasant women? she wondered. Not likely. She shivered and pulled her thin coat around her.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
06:29|a minute short of six-thirty|I sat up. There was a rug over me. I threw that off and got my feet on the floor. I scowled at a clock. The clock said a minute short of six-thirty.|The Big Sleep|Raymond Chandler|unknown
06:30|six-thirty|Two whores on their way down from Portland to take us deep sea fishing in a boat! It made it tough to stay in bed until the dorm lights came on at six-thirty.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
06:30|six-thirty|Tony gets up at six-thirty, as she always does. West sleeps on, groaning a little. Probably in his dreams he’s shouting; sounds in dreams are always louder.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
06:30|six-thirty in the morning|But when you shave 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 breakfast like she has me do some mornings— six-thirty in the morning in a room all white walls and white basins, and long-tube-lights in the ceiling making sure there aren’t any shadows, and faces all round you trapped screaming behind the mirrors—then what chance you got against one of their machines?|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
06:30|six-thirty|At the beginning of each day the properly dated OD card is inserted in a slot in the steel door and the walls hum up: Lights flash on in the dorm at six-thirty: the Acutes up out of bed quick as the black boys can prod them out, get them to work buffing the floor, emptying ash trays, polishing the scratch marks off the wall where one old fellow shorted out a day ago, went down in an awful twist of smoke and smell of burned rubber.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
06:30|6.30 am.|"Inside now", MJ ordered. She pushed the three of us into the hotel room, thern shut the door. I glanced at the clock by the bed. 6.30 am. Why were they waking Mum and Dad up this early?|Girl Missing|Sophie McKenzie|unknown
06:30|six-thirty|Daniel and the FBI men listened to the sounds of his mother waking up his father. Daniel still held the door-knob. He was ready to close the door the second he was told to.<br/>"What time is it?" said his father in a drugged voice. <br/>"Oh my God, it's six-thirty," his mother said.|The Book of Daniel|E.L. Doctorow|unknown
06:30|six-thirty|It was six-thirty. When the baby's cry came, they could not pick it out, and Sam, eagerly thrusting his face amongst their ears, said, "Listen, there, there, that's the new baby." He was red with delight and success.|The Man Who Loved Children|Christina Stead|unknown
06:30|six-thirty|It was very cold sitting in the truck and after a while he got out and walked around and flailed at himself with his arms and stamped his boots. Then he got back in the truck. The bar clock said six-thirty...By eight-thirty he’d decided that it that was it would take to make the cab arrive then that’s what he would do and he started the engine.|Cities of the Plain|Cormac McCarthy|unknown
06:30|half-past six|Nervously she jumped up and listened; the house itself was as still as ever; the footsteps had retreated. Through her wide-open window the brilliant rays of the morning sun were flooding her room with light. She looked up at the clock; it was half-past six—too early for any of the household to be already astir.|The Scarlet Pimpernel|Baroness Orczy|unknown
06:30|six-thirty|Six-thirty was clearly a preposterous time and he, the client, obviously hadn't meant it seriously. A civilised six-thirty for twelve noon was almost certainly what he had in mind, and if he wanted to cut up rough about it, Dirk would have no option but to start handing out some serious statistics. Nobody got murdered before lunch. But nobody. People weren't up to it. You needed a good lunch to get both the blood-sugar and blood-lust levels up. Dirk had the figures to prove it.|The Long Dark Tea-time of the Soul|Douglas Adams|unknown
06:30|6.30|Sometimes they were hooded carts, sometimes they were just open carts, with planks for seats, on which sat twelve cloaked and bonneted women, six a side, squeezed together, for the interminable journey. As late as 1914 I knew the carrier of Croydon-cum-Clopton, twelve miles from Cambridge; his cart started at 6.30 in the morning and got back at about ten at night. Though he was not old, he could neither read nor write; but he took commissions all along the road - a packet of needles for Mrs. This, and a new teapot for Mrs. That - and delivered them all correctly on the way back.|Period Piece|Gwen Raverat|unknown
06:31|6:31 A.M.|6:31 A.M.<br/>"Alpha Leader, this is SEAL One. I think we've spotted some hostiles."|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
06:32|6:32 A.M.|BURBANK AIRPORT<br>6:32 A.M.<br>Rush hour traffic crept forward in the pale morning light. Casey twisted her rearview mirror, and leaned over to check her makeup.|Airframe|Michael Crichton|unknown
06:32|twenty-eight minutes to seven|The familiar radium numerals on my left wrist confirmed the clock tower. It was twenty-eight minutes to seven. I seemed to be filling a set of loud maroon pajamas which were certainly not mine. My vis-a-vis was wearing a little number in yellow.|Too Like the Lightning|Dana Chambers|unknown
06:33|6.33 a.m.|Woke 6.33 a.m. Last session with Anderson. He made it plain he's seen enough of me, and from now on I'm better alone. To sleep 8:00? (These count-downs terrify me.) He paused, then added: Goodbye, Eniwetok.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
06:34|6:34 A.M.|6:34 A.M.<br/>The leader of the SEALs, Lieutenant Devon Robbins, spoke into his thin microphone. "Can you see them? We could use an IR scope." The SEALs had split into two teams, as was their practice, and he was leading the first.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
06:35|twenty-five minutes to seven|My watch lay on the dressing-table close by; glancing at it, I saw that the time was twenty-five minutes to seven. I had been told that the family breakfasted at nine, so I had nearly two-and-a-half hours of leisure. Of course, I would go out, and enjoy the freshness of the morning.|Ravensdene Court|J.S. Fletcher|unknown
06:36|6:36|Kaldren pursues me like luminescent shadow. He has chalked up on the gateway '96,688,365,498,702'. Should confuse the mail man. Woke 9:05. To sleep 6:36.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
06:37|6.37 am|The dashboard clock said 6.37 am. Town frowned, and checked his wristwatch, which blinked that it was 1.58pm. Great, he thought. I was either up on that tree for eight hours, or for minus a minute.|American Gods|Neil Gaiman|unknown
06:38|6.38am|The clock on the dashboard said it was 6.38am. He left the keys in the car, and walked toward the tree.|American Gods|Neil Gaiman|unknown
06:39|6:39 A.M.|6:39 A.M.<br/>"Hold your fire! Goddammit, hold your fire." The SEAL leader, Lieutenant Devon Robbins, was pressing in his earpiece, incredulous at what he was hearing.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
06:40|twenty to seven|At eleven o'clock the phone rang, and still the figure did not respond, any more than it has responded when the phone had rung at twenty-five to seven in the morning, and again at twenty to seven|The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul|Douglas Adams|unknown
06:43|6.43am|To London on the 6.43am. Jessica is back from her holiday. Things are looking up, she called me Chris, instead of Minister, when we talked on the phone this afternoon.|A View From the Foothills|Chris Mullin|unknown
06:44|6.44|Simon is happy to travel scum class when he's on his own and even sometimes deliberately aims for the 6.25. But today the .25 is delayed to 6.44.|The Deaths|Mark Lawson|unknown
06:45|Six-forty-five|Six-forty-five the shavers buzz and the Acutes line up in alphabetical order at the mirrors, A, B, C, D. . . . The walking Chronics like me walk in when the Acutes are done, then the Wheelers are wheeled in.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
06:45|six-forty-five|The black boy’s dwarf head swivels and comes nose to knuckle with that hand. He frowns at it, then takes a quick check where’s the other two black boys just in case, and tells McMurphy they don’t open the cabinet till six-forty-five. “It’s a policy,” he says.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
06:45|quarter to seven|As the clock pointed to a quarter to seven, the dog woke and shook himself. After waiting in vain for the footman, who was accustomed to let him out, the animal wandered restlessly from one closed door to another on the ground floor; and, returning to his mat in great perplexity, appealed to the sleeping family, with a long and melancholy howl.|No Name|Wilkie Collins|unknown
06:45|quarter to seven|He was still hurriedly thinking all this through, unable to decide to get out of the bed, when the clock struck quarter to seven. There was a cautious knock at the door near his head. "Gregor", somebody called - it was his mother - "it's quarter to seven. Didn't you want to go somewhere?"|Metamorphosis|Franz Kafka|unknown
06:46|one minute after the quarter to seven|At one minute after the quarter to seven I heard the rattle of the cans outside. I opened the front door, and there was my man, singling out my cans from a bunch he carried and whistling through his teeth.|The Thirty-Nine Steps|John Buchan|unknown
06:48|6:48 A.M.|His jet had touched down on the facility's runway at 6:48 A.M. and been promptly towed into the hangar. Tanzan Mino intended to be in personal command when Daedalus I went hypersonic, in just nineteen hours.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
06:49|6:49|Night ends, 6:49. Meet in the coffee shop at 7:30; press conference at 10:00.|Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72|Hunter S. Thompson|unknown
06:50|six fifty|That night I lay in my jangling single bed across from Sammy’s and I watched him sleep, and then I stared at the ceiling. I got up and took a blanket and went and made a cup of tea, and lay on the sofa and tried to read one of the wrinkled paperbacks. I blinked my way through a hallucinatory half chapter, set it aside and closed my eyes. I woke and it was six fifty, and I winced my way upstairs and lay down in my bed, to be there when Sammy woke up again.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
06:50|six-fifty|Will, my fiancé, was coming from Boston on the six-fifty train - the dawn train, the only train that still stopped in the small Ohio city where I lived.|Pretty Ice|Mary Robison|unknown
06:51|6.51 a.m.|Moon Hartnell opened her eyes and reached for her phone. The screen said 6.51 a.m. on 14 February, Valentine's Day. Most mornings, she would stay in bed until her alarm went off. Usually for a while after that, too - as long as it took Mum to bang on her door.|Kill Your Brother|Jack Heath|unknown
06:55|five minutes to seven|It was five minutes to seven the next morning. Sergeant Masterson and Detective Constable Greeson were in the kitchen at Nightingale House with Miss Collins and Mr. Muncie. It seemed like the middle of the night to Masterson, dark and cold.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
06:55|6:55 am|At 6:55 am Lisa parked and took the lift from the frozen underground car park up to level 1 of Green Oaks Shopping Centre.|What was Lost|Catherine O'Flynn|sfw
06:58|6:58 A.M.|6:58 A.M.<br/>Hugo Voorst was lying propped against a rock, his shoulder bandaged with white strips of gauze from the first-aid kit. Now that the flow of blood had been staunched, Marcel was injecting him with a shot of morphine to quell the looming pain.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
06:59|6.59 a.m.|It was 6.59 a.m. on Maundy Thursday as Blomkvist and Berger let themselves into the "Millennium" offices.|The Girl who Played with Fire|Stieg Larsson|unknown
07:00|seven|Moist groaned. It was the crack of seven and he was allergic to the concept of two seven o’clocks in one day.|Raising Steam|Terry Pratchett|unknown
07:00|seven o’clock|By the time the sun peered over the hills east of Rome, the city was a raucous symphony of clattering carts, hammer blows, and screaming babies. Some in the leisure class allowed themselves the luxury of slumbering on till seven o’clock, but only those who had wined to excess would rise any later.|Pontius Pilate|Paul L. Maier|unknown
07:00|seven|"And we on for a video chat tonight? I mean, in the morning? Your morning?" Charlie asked.<br/>"Yeah, do you have a time in mind so I can be sure to be up and showered first?"<br/>"Sure you can't video chat from the shower?" he asked.<br/>"Not so much. No."<br/>"Then I guess I'll settle for seven."|Soldier On|Vanessa Rasanen|nsfw
07:00|seven o’clock|It was about seven o’clock and so still I felt that, if someone had spoken a mile away, I could have answered him.|A Month in the Country|J.L. Carr|unknown
07:00|seven|At seven the next morning the telephone rang. <br>Slowly I swam up from the bottom of a black sleep. I already had a telegram from Jay Cee stuck in my mirror, telling me not to bother to come in to work but to rest for a day and get completely well, and how sorry she was about the bad crabmeat, so I couldn’t imagine who would be calling.|The Bell Jar|Sylvia Plath|unknown
07:00|seven o’clock|Anne made her way across the dooryard, trailing a steadying hand along the side of Bobbi’s truck. When she had passed the truck, she reached at once for the porch railing. She looked up, and in the slanting light of seven o’clock, Gardener thought the woman looked both aged and ageless.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
07:00|seven o’clock in the morning|Grant immediately understood the advantages. It was now seven o’clock in the morning. They had at least eight miles to go. If they could take a raft along the river, they would make much faster progress than going overland.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
07:00|seven in the morning|Through September and right into October, the North Carolina skies were clear and the air was warm even at seven in the morning, when I left my second-floor apartment by the outside stairs. If I started with a light jacket on, I was wearing it tied around my waist before I’d finished half of the three miles between the town and the amusement park.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
07:00|seven AM|The call was early: seven AM, two hours before the park opened its doors on another summer. The three of us walked down the beach together. Tom talked most of the way. He always talked. It would have been wearisome if he hadn’t been so amusing and relentlessly cheerful.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
07:00|seven A.M.|Thirty-seven times my mother and I woke up together, bleary and exhausted at seven A.M., tried to get up, but fell back into bed and slept on while cartoons flashed from the small television on her bedside table.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
07:00|seven o’clock|In his hotel room at the Bon Voyage, Dr. Rufus Sixsmith reads a sheaf of letters written to him nearly half a century ago by his friend Robert Frobisher. Sixsmith knows them by heart, but their texture, rustle, and his friend’s faded handwriting calm his nerves. These letters are what he would save from a burning building. At seven o’clock precisely, he washes, changes his shirt, and sandwiches the nine read letters in the Gideon’s Bible—this he replaces in the bedside cabinet. Sixsmith slips the unread letters into his jacket pocket for the restaurant.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
07:00|seven a.m.|This morning everything is clean; the storm has left branches strewn around the yard, which I will presently go out and pick up: all the beach’s sand has been redistributed and laid down fresh in an even blanket pocked with impressions of rain, and the daylilies bend and glisten in the white seven a.m. light.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
07:00|7:00 A.M.|By 7:00 A.M., the coastline of Malibu was engulfed in flames. Because, just as it is in Malibu’s nature to burn, so was it in one particular person’s nature to set fire and walk away.|Malibu Rising|Taylor Jenkins Reid|unknown
07:00|7 a.m.|“Which means we finish around 7 a.m.,” she added. “Still enough time to get to work.”<br/>I was surprised. “Work?”<br/>“You must work tomorrow, yes?”<br/>“I figured I’d write the day off.”<br/>“Then you do not need to worry.”|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
07:00|Seven o’clock|Seven o’clock the mess hall opens and the order of line-up reverses: the Wheelers first, then the Walkers, then Acutes pick up trays, corn flakes, bacon and eggs, toast—and this morning a canned peach on a piece of green, torn lettuce.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
07:00|seven|“What? No. I mean, yeah, that’s when we have to be in the lot, but there’s a bunch of stuff before, you know, costumes, makeup, all that. I usually get there at seven. I can’t believe nobody told you any of this.”|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
07:00|seven a.m.|It was seven a.m. on the day before her eleventh birthday, and Eva was on her knees in her favorite stretchy blue jeans, hard at work in her closet. She was checking the dryness of her hydroponic chile plants when her mom knocked on her door.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
07:00|7:00 a.m.|Why was this woman here? They would have a glass of wine and then Cindy would say that she had a 7:00 a.m. yoga class (which was true) and boy, was she tired.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
07:00|seven o’clock|At seven o’clock precisely, a tiny Italian man entered James’s office. He was wearing a very ancient tuxedo and a white bow tie, which was almost exactly the same size and shape as the mustache on his upper lip.|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
07:00|seven o'clock|"Seven o'clock, already", he said to himself when the clock struck again, "seven o'clock, and there's still a fog like this."|Metamorphosis|Franz Kafka|unknown
07:00|seven o’clock|At seven o’clock in the morning, Rubashov was awakened by a bugle, but he did not get up. Soon he heard sounds in the corridor. He imagined that someone was to be tortured, and he dreaded hearing the first screams of pain. When the footsteps reached his own section, he saw through the eye hole that guards were serving breakfast. Rubashov did not receive any breakfast because he had reported himself ill. He began to pace up and down the cell, six and a half steps to the window, six and a half steps back.|Darkness at Noon|Arthur Koestler|unknown
07:00|seven|I had left directions that I was to be called at seven; for it was plain that I must see Wemmick before seeing any one else, and equally plain that this was a case in which his Walworth sentiments, only, could be taken. It was a relief to get out of the room where the night had been so miserable, and I needed no second knocking at the door to startle me from my uneasy bed.|Great Expectations|Charles Dickens|unknown
07:00|seven o'clock|She locked herself in, made no reply to my bonjour through the door; she was up at seven o'clock, the samovar was taken in to her from the kitchen.|Crime and Punishment|Fyodor Dostoyevsky|unknown
07:02|07:02|07:02:18 One and a half hours. "Case," she said, "I wanna favour."|Neuromancer|William Gibson|sfw
07:03|7:03 a.m.|7:03 a.m. Return to bed in sulk over weight. Head-state bad. Sleeping or getting up equally out of question. Think about Daniel.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
07:03|three minutes past seven|There was trouble with the track. No one could give any idea when it would be put right. The train arriving at three minutes past seven had been the last one in. Were all the gods of travel conspiring to thwart him?|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
07:03|three minutes after 7 am|And hitherto it had decreed that someone should begin to wash and tidy me up at exactly three minutes after 7 am.|The Day of the Triffids|John Wyndham|sfw
07:03|7:03am|7:03am General Tanz woke up as though aroused by a mental alarm-clock.|The Night of the Generals|Hans Hellmut Kirst|sfw
07:04|7:04 A.M.|7:04 A.M.<br/>Stone felt his consciousness returning as the blast of an engine cut through his sedative‑induced reverie. Where was he? There were vibrations all around him and a deafening roar that was slowly spiraling upward in frequency and volume.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:05|five minutes after seven o'clock|He really couldn't believe that the old woman who'd phoned him last night would show up this morning, as she'd said she would. He decided he'd wait until five minutes after seven o'clock, and then he'd call in, take the day off, and make every effort in the book to locate someone reliable.|Where I'm Calling From|Raymond Carver|unknown
07:05|five after seven|Outside my window the sky hung low and gray. It looked like snow, which added to my malaise. The clock read five after seven. I punched the remote control and watched the morning news as I lay in bed.|Dance Dance Dance|Haruki Murakami|unknown
07:05|7:05 A.M.|Ryan missed the dawn. He boarded a TWA 747 that left Dulles on time, at 7:05 A.M. The sky was overcast, and when the aircraft burst through the cloud layer into sunlight, Ryan did something he had never done before. For the first time in his life, Jack Ryan fell asleep on an airplane.|The Hunt for Red October|Tom Clancy|unknown
07:06|six minutes past seven|Percy subscribed to that old axiom about how you should get right back on the horse that had thrown you, because here he came through the door at six minutes past seven, resplendent in his blue uniform with his sidearm on one hip and his hickory stick in its ridiculous custom-made holster on the other.|The Green Mile|Stephen King|unknown
07:08|between eight and nine minutes after seven o'clock|Reacher had no watch but he figured when he saw Gregory it must have been between eight and nine minutes after seven o'clock.|The Hard Way|Lee Child|unknown
07:09|07:09|We wake up and the air is shiverier. Watch says 07:09, he has a battery, that’s his own little power hidden inside.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
07:09|seven-nine|The morning house lay empty. The clock ticked on, repeating and repeating its sounds into the emptiness. Seven-nine, breakfast time, seven-nine!|There Will Come Soft Rains|Ray Bradbury|unknown
07:10|7.10|A search in Bradshaw informed me that a train left St. Pancras at 7.10, which would land me at any Galloway station in the late afternoon.|The Thirty-Nine Steps|John Buchan|unknown
07:10|7:10|There were many others waiting to execute the same operation, so she would have to move fast, elbow her way to the front so that she emerged first. The time was 7:10 in the morning. The manoeuvre would start at 7:12. She looked apprehensively at the giant clock at the railway station.|The Fourth Passenger|Mini Nair|unknown
07:11|7:11 a.m.|7:11 a.m.<br/>It could have been the sound of a single explosion, even though it had taken place at the two opposite entries to Command. Then, as one, Team One and Team Three were inside, just behind the harmless explosions of flash grenades and charges of CS they had blasted into the room.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:12|twelve minutes past seven|At twelve minutes past seven, in the kitchen, Kimberly was becoming anxious. She had been told by Sister Holland that Miss Gradwyn had asked for her early-morning tea tray to be brought up at seven o'clock.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
07:12|7:12|He taught me that if I had to meet someone for an appointment, I must refuse to follow the "stupid human habit" of arbitrarily choosing a time based on fifteen-minute intervals. "Never meet people at 7:45 or 6:30, Jasper, but pick times like 7:12 and 8:03!"|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
07:13|seven-thirteen|It was all the more surprising and indeed alarming a little later, said Austerlitz, when I looked out of the corridor window of my carriage just before the train left at seven-thirteen, to find it dawning upon me with perfect certainty that I had seen the pattern of glass and steel roof above the platforms before.|Austerlitz|WG Sebald|unknown
07:14|07:14|I jump onto Rocker to look at Watch, he says 07:14. I can skateboard on Rocker without holding on to her, then I whee back onto Duvet and I’m snowboarding instead.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
07:14|7.14|At 7.14 Harry knew he was alive. He knew that because the pain could be felt in every nerve fibre.|The Redeemer|Jo Nesbo|unknown
07:15|fifteen minutes past seven|The raft drifted steadily north. “There must be a current.” The current was carrying them north, toward the hotel. He looked at his watch and was astonished to see it was fifteen minutes past seven. Only fifteen minutes had passed since he had last looked at his watch. It seemed like two hours.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
07:15|7:15 A.M.|At 7:15 A.M., January 25th, we started flying northwestward under McTighe's pilotage with ten men, seven dogs, a sledge, a fuel and food supply, and other items including the plane's wireless outfit.|At the Mountains of Madness|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
07:15|7.15|Gough again knocked on Mr. and Mrs. Kent's bedroom door. This time it was opened - Mary Kent had got out of bed and put on her dressing gown, having just checked her husband's watch: it was 7.15. A confused conversation ensued, in which each woman seemed to assume Saville was with the other.|The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher|Kate Summerscale|unknown
07:15|quarter-past seven|It was early in April in the year ’83 that I woke one morning to find Sherlock Holmes standing, fully dressed, by the side of my bed. He was a late riser, as a rule, and as the clock on the mantelpiece showed me that it was only a quarter-past seven, I blinked up at him in some surprise, and perhaps just a little resentment, for I was myself regular in my habits.|The Adventure of the Speckled Band|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
07:17|7.17am|As of 7.17am local time on 30 June 1908, Padzhitnoff had been working for nearly a year as a contract employee of the Okhrana, receiving five hundred rubles a month, a sum which hovered at the exorbitant end of spy-budget outlays for those years.|Against the Day|Thomas Pynchon|unknown
07:18|7:18 A.M.|7:18 A.M.<br/>"Ulysses to Sirene. Do you read me?"<br/>When his radio crackled, Armont was in the medical facility of the Bates Motel, watching as a plasma IV was attached to Dimitri's arm. He immediately grabbed for it.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:19|7.19am|I opened the sunroof and turned up the CD player volume to combat fatigue, and at 7.19am on Saturday, with the caffeine still running all around my brain, Jackson Browne and I pulled into Moree.|The Rosie Project|Graeme Simsion|unknown
07:20|7.20 a.m.|And this was my timetable when I lived at home with Father and I thought that Mother was dead from a heart attack (this was the timetable for a Monday and also it is an approximation). 7.20 a.m. Wake up|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|unknown
07:20|seven-twenty|He who had been a boy very credulous of life was no longer greatly interested in the possible and improbable adventures of each new day. He escaped from reality till the alarm-clock rang, at seven-twenty.|Babbitt|Sinclair Lewis|unknown
07:21|7.21 a.m.|Why it felt important to know the time she didn’t know, other than to try and root herself in the midst of this chaos. 7.21 a.m. So many people would have been eating breakfast, getting ready for work or the Passover holiday.|The Little Wartime Library|KateThompson|unknown
07:22|7:22 A.M.|7:22 A.M.<br/>"Do you know how to handle this?" Vance handed Cally the MP5 he was carrying. He had brought it up the hill to try to take out Ramirez, but after the fiasco with the flash grenades, he hadn't fired a shot.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
07:23|7:23 A.M.|7:23 A.M. <br/> The transmit seemed to be working, and he was getting out everything he knew—the location of the Hind, the fake nationality, the attack on the frigate. But was anybody picking it up? The heavy Soviet radio was rapidly drawing down its batteries, but he figured it was now or never.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:24|7:24 a.m.|There was a brief murmur of voices; then Stephen Courtney-Brigs followed her into the sitting-room. Glancing at the clock, Dalgliesh saw that the hands stood at 7:24 a.m. The working day had almost begun.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
07:25|7:25|He tried one more time at 7:25, and nothing had changed. It ran and ran, eleven, twelve, thirteen times. <br>He threw his guitar in his dad’s car and drove south toward Prescott. The Built to Spill tape was still in the tape deck, and he just let it keep going; it might as well be the damn soundtrack to everything.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
07:25|7.25 a.m.|7.25 a.m. Clean teeth and wash face|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
07:27|7.27|His appointment with the doctor was for 8.45. It was 7.27.|The Return of the Dancing Master|Henning Mankell|unknown
07:28|seven twenty-eight|"As you know, we're on twenty-four hour call and I got here at seven twenty-eight. We decided to start the investigation at once. The undertakers will collect the body as soon as you've finished."|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
07:29|minute before seven-thirty|Everybody turns in his chair and watches that butter sneak on down the wall, starting, hanging still, shooting ahead and leaving a shiny trail behind it on the pain. Nobody says a word. They look at the butter, then at the clock, then back at the butter. The clock’s moving now.<br>The butter makes it down to the floor about a half minute before seven-thirty, and McMurphy gets back all the money he lost.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
07:29|7.29|At 7.29 in the morning of 1 July, the cinematographer finds himself filming silence itself.|At Break of Day|Elizabeth Speller|unknown
07:30|half-past seven|About half-past seven I woke, and opened my window on a fine sunshiny day. The clock had struck eight, and I was just going out to chain up the dogs again, when I heard a sudden whisking of petticoats on the stairs behind me.|The Moonstone|Wilkie Collins|unknown
07:30|seven-thirty|At seven-thirty, Chetta Reynolds blew into the examining room where the Stones and their ceaselessly screaming baby daughter had been stashed. The poet rumored to be on the short list for Presidential Medal of Freedom was dressed in straight-leg jeans and a BU sweatshirt with a hole in one elbow.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
07:30|seven-thirty|At seven-thirty the next morning, after less than three hours of broken, nightmare-haunted sleep, Tess booted up her office computer. But not to write. Writing was the farther thing from her mind.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
07:30|Seven-thirty|Seven-thirty back to the day room. The Big Nurse looks out through her special glass, always polished till you can’t tell it’s there, and nods at what she sees, reaches up and tears a sheet off her calendar one day closer to the goal.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
07:30|half-past seven|At half-past seven the next morning he rang the bell of 21 Blenheim Avenue.|After Rain|William Trevor|unknown
07:30|half past seven|Precisely at half past seven the station-master came into the traffic office. He weighed almost sixteen stone, but women always said that he was incredibly light on his feet when he danced.|Closely Observed Trains|Bohumil Hrabal|unknown
07:31|7:31 A.M.|7:31 A.M.<br/>Bill Bates looked through the Sikorsky's wide windscreen and saw them coming. The time had arrived, he realized immediately, to make a move. Now or never.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:32|7:32|At 7:32, he suffered a fatal stroke.|IT|Stephen King|unknown
07:33|7:33 A.M.|Wednesday 7:33 A.M.<br/>"You're lucky I love this spot," Vance said, gazing out over the city. "Nothing else on the planet could have got me up this early in the morning."|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:34|7:34|7:34. Monday morning, Blackeberg. The burglar alarm at the ICA grocery store on Arvid Morne's way is set off.|Let The Right One In|John Ajvide Lindqvist|unknown
07:35|7:35|Trying to identify the key facts, Ethan was suddenly aware he was looking at the wall clock; it was 7:35.<br/>“Wait a minute. When did you hear about this?”<br/>There was a tiny moment of hesitation. “The first news came in just before five.”|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
07:35|7.35|I told him that it was me and he said, "It’s 7.35 on a Sunday morning. This is terribly inconsiderate of you. I realize you’re besotted with Marigold, but you must try and restrain your passion. Come to lunch. I’ve got something to show you."|Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction|Sue Townsend|unknown
07:35|7:35am|At 7:35am Ishigami left his apartment as he did every weekday morning.|The Devotion of Duspect X|Keigo Higashino|unknown
07:35|seven thirty-five|I looked at my watch. Seven thirty-five.|Bare Bones|Kathy Reichs|unknown
07:36|7:36|7:36, sunrise. The hospital blinds were much better, darker than her own.|Let The Right One In|John Ajvide Lindqvist|unknown
07:38|7:38 A.M.|7:38 A.M.<br/>"I copy," Nichols said into his mike. "When did the chopper lift off?"|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:39|7.39|"Now, at the station, do you recall speaking to Mr. Joseph Markew?"<br/>"Yes, indeed. I was standing on the platform waiting for my usual train - the 7.39 - when he accosted me."|Arthur & George|Julian Barnes|unknown
07:40|7.40 a.m.|7.40 a.m. Have breakfast.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
07:42|7:42|So he really had no choice but to pay an occasional visit to the living room instead, where the hands on the grandfather clock now indicated, rather unambiguously, that it was 7:42.|The Lincoln Highway|Amor Towles|unknown
07:42|seven, and forty-two minutes|I had been in the tech ninja sleeve only a few hours— seven, and forty-two minutes according to the time display chipped into my upper-left field of vision—but there were none of the usual download side effects.|Altered Carbon|Richard K. Morgan|unknown
07:42|seven forty-two|Seven forty-two a.m., Mr. Gasparian: I curse you. I curse your arms so they will wither and die and fall off your body.|Magic Bleeds|Ilona Andrews|unknown
07:44|seven forty-four|She voices her thoughts: "It's not exactly how you'd choose to go, is it? You'd rather die flying a kite with your grandchildren, or at a great party or something. Not on the seven forty-four."|One Moment, One Morning|Sarah Rayner|unknown
07:45|seven-forty-five|"This morning I took the launch out for forty minutes or so to test the engine. She's been giving a bit of trouble. That took from seven-forty-five until twenty past eight, near enough."|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
07:45|quarter to eight|Tony marks papers until quarter to eight. Sunlight floods the room, made golden by the yellow leaves outside; a jet flies over; the garbage truck approaches along the street, clanking like a tank.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
07:45|Seven-forty-five|Seven-forty-five the black boys move down the line of Chronics taping catheters on the ones that will hold still for it. Catheters are second-hand condoms the ends clipped off and rubber-banded to tubes that run down pantlegs to a plastic sack marked DISPOSABLE NOT TO BE RE-USED, which it is my job to wash out at the end of each day.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
07:45|fifteen minutes to eight|Contrary to his habit of being late, Pierre on that day arrived at the Bergs’ house, not at ten but at fifteen minutes to eight.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|sfw
07:45|quarter to eight|Mr. Green left for work at a quarter to eight, as he did every morning. He walked down his front steps carrying his empty-looking leatherette briefcase with the noisy silver clasps, opened his car door, and ducked his head to climb into the driver's seat.|A Crime in the Neighborhood|Suzanne Berne|unknown
07:45|7:45|He taught me that if I had to meet someone for an appointment, I must refuse to follow the "stupid human habit" of arbitrarily choosing a time based on fifteen-minute intervals. "Never meet people at 7:45 or 6:30, Jasper, but pick times like 7:12 and 8:03!"|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
07:46|7.46 a.m.|He awoke with a start. The clock on his bedside table said 7.46 a.m. He cursed, jumped out of bed and dressed. He stuffed his toothbrush and toothpaste in his jacket pocket, and parked outside the station just before 8 a.m. In reception, Ebba beckoned to him.|The Dogs of Riga|Henning Mankell|unknown
07:47|7:47 A.M.|7:47 A.M.<br/>Vance had never been more scared in his life. This made a day at a stormy helm seem like a Sunday stroll. The down-draft was spinning him violently now, a lesson that rappelling was not for the faint of heart.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:48|7:48 A.M.|7:48 A.M.<br/>Vance stared up the mountain, puzzled. The silence baffled him, and then he realized why. He was not hearing the usual high-tension hum of transformers; nothing was operating. They had shut down the power.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:49|Eleven minutes to eight|"Eleven minutes to eight."<br/>"You're always right; there must be a clock in your head."|The End of the Beginning|Ray Bradbury|unknown
07:49|eleven minutes to eight|"When did you next see Dr. Wellesley?"<br/>"At just eleven minutes to eight."<br/>"Where?"<br/>"In the surgery."<br/>"He came back there?"<br/>"Yes."<br/>"How do you fix that precise time--eleven minutes to eight?"<br/>"Because he'd arranged to see a patient in Meadow Gate at ten minutes to eight. I glanced at the clock as he came in, saw what time it was, and reminded him of the appointment."|In the Mayor's Parlour|J.S. Fletcher|unknown
07:50|ten minutes to eight|She and Dakers had said nothing of interest to each other while they had been working and had left the library at the same time and gone into breakfast together. That had been at about ten minutes to eight.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
07:50|ten minutes to eight|At about ten minutes to eight, Jim had squared the part of the work he had been doing - the window - so he decided not to start on the door or the skirting until after breakfast.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
07:51|nine minutes to eight|Vimes fished out the Gooseberry as a red-hot cabbage smacked into the road behind him. "Good morning!" he said brightly to the surprised imp. "What is the time, please?"<br/> "Er...nine minutes to eight, Insert Name Here," said the imp.|Thud!|Terry Pratchett|unknown
07:53|seven to eight|"What time is it?"<br/>"Seven to eight. Won't be long now."|Never Go Back|Robert Goddard|unknown
07:55|five minutes before eight|"Maybe now isn't the best time for you to see her, Mr. Dresden."<br/>I glanced up at the clock on the wall. It was five minutes before eight. "She wanted me early." I stepped to one side to go around him.|Fool Moon|Jim Butcher|sfw
07:55|five minutes to eight|At five minutes to eight, the Prime Minister emerged from Wilson’s office, followed by Halifax and Cadogan. Wilson was the last to appear. He looked irritated. Legat guessed he must have had a further argument with Cadogan.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
07:55|7.55|at 7.55 this morning the circus ran away to join me.|Tightrope, from Selected Poems 1967-1987|Roger McGough|unknown
07:56|seven fifty-six|I sit by the window, crunching toast, sipping coffee, and leafing through the paper in a leisurely way. At last, after devouring three slices, two cups of coffee, and all the Saturday sections, I stretch my arms in a big yawn and glance at the clock. I don't believe it. It's only seven fifty-six.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
07:56|four minutes to eight|The Castle Gate - only the Castle Gate - and it was four minutes to eight.|Buddenbrooks|Thomas Mann|unknown
07:57|7:57 A.M.|7:57 A.M.<br/>As Alexa stepped out of the lobby, the morning was glorious and clear. Spring had arrived in a burst of pear and cherry blossoms in the garden of St. Luke's Church, up the street, but here by the river the morning air was still brisk enough to make her skin tingle.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
07:58|7:58 AM|McEnany looked at the clock in the corner of the video screen. It said 7:58 AM. A few more keystrokes, and Paige Caldwell's voice came through his headset.|Murderer's Row|Ray Keating|sfw
07:59|eight o'clock, maybe a minute before|"It was right at eight o'clock, maybe a minute before. I went into the demo room to see if I'd left my tin of polish there. And there was this bottle of milk on the trolley and I drank some of it. Just a bit off the top."|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
07:59|7.59|I'd spent fifty two days in 1958, but here it was 7.59 in the morning.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
08:00|8:00|The boys' loud laughter turned into groans, however, when he coldly informed them they would have school all afternoon that day instead of the usual 8:00 to 11:30.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
08:00|eight o'clock|School had started at eight o'clock and Gunther was late. Mr. Kunze, the teacher, greeted him briefly with "Aha, a new bird!" and motioned the brother to wheel his chair over by the window nearest to him.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|His landlady’s cook, who always brought him his breakfast at eight o’clock, failed to appear on this occasion. That had never happened before.|The Trial|Franz Kafka|unknown
08:00|8 A.M.|Tom Tooney devours his fettucini alfredo with a napkin tucked into the collar of his shirt, eating and slurping with abandon, and follows it up with a mixed-nut panna cotta. Holly has an antipasto and refuses dessert, settling for a cup of decaf (she eschews caffeine after 8 A.M.).|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock in the morning|With no expectation of pleasure, but with the strongest curiosity, Elizabeth opened the letter, and, to her still increasing wonder, perceived an envelope containing two sheets of letter paper, written quite through, in a very close hand. The envelope itself was likewise full. Pursuing her way along the lane, she then began it. It was dated from Rosings, at eight o’clock in the morning, and was as follows:|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|The jungle river became narrower. The banks closed in on both sides until the trees and foliage overhanging the banks met high above to block out the sun. Tim heard the cry of birds, and saw small chirping dinosaurs leaping among the branches. But mostly it was silent, the air hot and still beneath the canopy of trees.<br>Grant looked at his watch. It was eight o’clock.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
08:00|8:00 A.M.|He sat in front of the consoles and gulped another cup of coffee. All around him, the control room was strewn with paper plates and half-eaten sandwiches. Arnold was exhausted. It was 8:00 A.M. on Saturday.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|“My fiddle would be the better for new strings,” he remarked. “Put your pistol in your pocket. When the fellow comes, speak to him in an ordinary way. Leave the rest to me. Don’t frighten him by looking at him too hard.”<br>“It is eight o’clock now,” I said, glancing at my watch.|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|The mother nodded. She didn’t seem able to get out a word. The daughter burst into tears. I felt more than ever that these people knew something of the matter.<br>“At what o’clock did Mr. Drebber leave your house for the train?” I asked.<br>“At eight o’clock,” she said, gulping in her throat to keep down her agitation.|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|When the owner’s meal was ready at eight o’clock, she pushed the room service cart into the elevator and rode up to the sixth floor. It was the standard meal for him: a half bottle of red wine with the cork loosened, a thermal pot of coffee, a chicken entrée with steamed vegetables, rolls and butter. The heavy aroma of cooked chicken quickly filled the little elevator. It mingled with the smell of rain.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
08:00|eight in the morning|Going down the Rue des Dames I bump into Peckover, another poor devil who works on the paper. He complains of getting only three or four hours’ sleep a night—has to get up at eight in the morning to work at a dentist’s office. It isn’t for the money he’s doing it, so he explains—it’s for to buy himself a set of false teeth.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
08:00|eight A.M.|I felt my head get heavy. Harrison Ford was my dream man. My heart slowed, but still, I couldn’t sleep. I drank from the jug of gin. It seemed to settle my stomach.<br>At eight A.M., I called Trevor again. This time he didn’t answer.<br>“Just checking in,” I said in my message. “It’s been a while. Curious how you’ve been and what you’ve been up to. Let’s catch up soon.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
08:00|eight 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱|The creature stuck her booty into a little burglar’s bag. “No more valuables to be taken care of?”<br>“Put those items back! Now! Or I’ll have your job, I swear it!”<br>“I’ll take that as a no. Breakfast is eight 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱. Boiled eggs with toast soldiers today. None for the tardy.”|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
08:00|eight A.M.|Last night I left a letter under the manager’s day-office door—he’ll find it at eight A.M. tomorrow—informing him of the change in my existential status, so with luck an innocent chambermaid will be spared an unpleasant surprise. See, I do think of the little people.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|This morning I plain don’t remember. They got enough of those things they call pills down me so I don’t know a thing till I hear the ward door open. That ward door opening means it’s at least eight o’clock, means there’s been maybe an hour and a half I was out cold in that Seclusion Room when the technicians could of come in and installed anything the Big Nurse ordered and I wouldn’t have the slightest notion what.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
08:00|eight|“Agh ...” I gasped hoarsely, turning over onto my back. Through the heavy curtains I couldn’t see whether it was still night or the day was well advanced. I squinted at the clock: The glowing figures showed eight.|Night Watch: Book One|Sergei Lukyanenko|unknown
08:00|Eight o’clock|Eight o’clock the walls whirr and hum into full swing. The speaker in the ceiling says, “Medications,” using the Big Nurse’s voice.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
08:00|eight|“I’ll give you a ride, of course!” Sarah said, slapping Kendra’s shoulder. “It’s really no problem.”<br>Kendra grabbed where she’d been slapped. “We start at eight?” she said, kneading her shoulder.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
08:00|eight in the morning|It was only eight in the morning, too early for the lazy sods on the board to show up for their stab at municipal work. Still, the wee hour didn’t stop Thomas from kicking the blue council doors in unadulterated rage before retreating to his Land Rover to await Councilman Padraig Carey’s arrival.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|A man who had been in motion since eight o’clock in the morning, and might now have been still, who had been long talking, and might have been silent, who had been in more than one crowd, and might have been alone!|Emma|Jane Austen|unknown
08:00|eight|They were to call for her at her house in the Taurida Gardens at ten o’clock, but it was already five minutes to ten, and the girls were not yet dressed.<br>Natásha was going to her first grand ball. She had got up at eight that morning and had been in a fever of excitement and activity all day.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
08:00|eight o’clock|At eight o’clock the wind was blowing more strongly, but Lombard did not hear it. He was asleep again.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
08:00|8 a.m.|"I'm not crying," Maria said when Carter called from the desert at 8 a.m. "I'm perfectly alright".<br /> "You don't sound perfectly alright"|Play It as It Lays|Joan Didion|unknown
08:00|8.00 a.m.|8.00 a.m. Put school clothes on|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
08:00|8 o'clock|At 8 o'clock on Thursday morning Arthur didn't feel very good.|Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy|Douglas Adams|unknown
08:00|At eight o’clock|At eight o’clock, a shaft of daylight came to wake us. The thousand facets of the lava on the rock face picked it up as it passed, scattering like a shower of sparks.|Journey to the Centre of the Earth|Jules Verne|unknown
08:00|eight o'clock|But for now it was still eight o'clock, and as I walked along the avenue under that brilliant blue sky, I was happy, my friends, as happy as any man who had ever lived.|Brooklyn Follies|Paul Auster|unknown
08:00|eight o'clock|By eight o'clock Stillman would come out, always in his long brown overcoat, carrying a large, old-fashioned carpet bag. For two weeks this routine did not vary. The old man would wander through the streets of the neighbourhood, advancing slowly, sometimes by the merest of increments, pausing, moving on again, pausing once more, as though each step had to be weighed and measured before it could take its place among the sum total of steps.|City of Glass|Paul Auster|unknown
08:00|At eight|Dressed in sweater, anorak and long johns, he lay in bed, hemmed in on three sides by chunky wooden beams, and ate all the salted snacks in the minibar, and then all the sugary snacks, and when he was woken by reception at eight the following morning to be told that everyone was waiting for him downstairs, the wrapper of a Mars bar was still folded in his fist.|Solar|Ian McEwan|unknown
08:00|At eight|I hear noise at the ward door, off up the hall out of my sight. That ward door starts opening at eight and opens and closes a thousand times a day, kashash, click.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
08:00|eight o'clock|Mr. Pumblechook and I breakfasted at eight o'clock in the parlour behind the shop, while the shopman took his mug of tea and hunch of bread-and-butter on a sack of peas in the front premises.|Great Expectations|Charles Dickens|unknown
08:00|eight o'clock a.m.|Mrs. Rochester! She did not exist: she would not be born till to-morrow, some time after eight o'clock a.m.; and I would wait to be assured she had come into the world alive, before I assigned to her all that property.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
08:00|eight|So here I'll watch the night and wait<br/>To see the morning shine,<br/>When he will hear the stroke of eight<br/>And not the stroke of nine;|A Shropshire Lad|A.E. Housman|unknown
08:00|eight o'clock|Someone must have been telling lies about Joseph K. for without having done anything wrong he was arrested one fine morning. His landlady's cook, who always brought him breakfast at eight o'clock, failed to appear on this occasion.|The Trial|Franz Kafka|unknown
08:00|oh eight oh oh hours|The next morning I woke up at oh eight oh oh hours, my brothers, and as I still felt shagged and fagged and fashed and bashed and as my glazzies were stuck together real horrorshow with sleepglue, I thought I would not go to school.|A Clockwork Orange|Anthony Burgess|unknown
08:00|eight o'clock|Three days after the quarrel, Prince Stepan Arkadyevitch Oblonsky--Stiva, as he was called in the fashionable world-- woke up at his usual hour, that is, at eight o'clock in the morning, not in his wife's bedroom, but on the leather-covered sofa in his study.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
08:00|exactly eight|It was a fine summer morning. The hands of the Dutch clock in the hall pointed to thirteen minutes past nine; those of the ormolu clock in the sitting-room to eleven minutes past ten; those of the carriage clock on the bookshelf to fourteen minutes to six. In other words, it was exactly eight; and Mrs. Hignett acknowledged the fact by moving her head on the pillow, opening her eyes, and sitting up in bed. She always woke at eight precisely.|Three Men and a Maid|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
08:00|eight|When he opened the windows in the morning, the sky was as overcast as it had been, but the air seemed fresher, and regret set in. Had giving notice not been impetuous and wrongheaded, the result of an inconsequential indisposition? If he had held off a bit, if he had not been so quick to lose heart, if he had instead tried to adjust to the air or wait for the weather to improve, he would now have been free of stress and strain and looking forward to a morning on the beach like the one the day before. Too late. He must go on wanting what he had wanted yesterday. He dressed and rode down to the ground floor at eight for breakfast.|Death in Venice|Thomas Mann|unknown
08:01|eight-one|Eight-one, tick-tock, eight-one o'clock, off to school, off to work, run, run, eight-one!|There Will Come Soft Rains|Ray Bradbury|unknown
08:01|8:01 A.M.|8:01 A.M.<br/>Dore Peretz’ chest still felt like it was on fire, a burning sensation that seemed to spread across the entire front of his torso; in fact, he felt like shit.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
08:02|Eight oh two|Eight oh two eh em, Death of Corporal Littlebottombottom ... Eight oh three eh em ... Death of Sergeant Detritus ... Eight oh threethreethree eh em and seven seconds seconds ... Death of Constable Visit ... Eight oh three eh em and nineninenine seconds ... Death of death of death of ...|Jingo|Terry Pratchett|unknown
08:03|Three minutes after eight|"Yes, well. Obviously she's dead and it's very recent. Within the last two hours, if you press me. But you must have come to that conclusion yourselves or you wouldn't have cut her down. When did you say you found her? Three minutes after eight."|Death of an Expert Witness|P.D. James|sfw
08:03|8:03 A.M.|8:03 A.M. <br>People in Evanston moved so goddamn slow. it was one thing when the sidewalks were covered in ice and lake-effect snow. But this was June, the day after Braque’s cousin Eva’s birthday, which used to mean a big family party marking the beginning of summer, at least before her dad left and her brother Randy went into rehab.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
08:03|Eight oh three|Eight oh two eh em, Death of Corporal Littlebottombottom ... Eight oh three eh em ... Death of Sergeant Detritus ... Eight oh threethreethree eh em and seven seconds seconds ... Death of Constable Visit ... Eight oh three eh em and nineninenine seconds ... Death of death of death of ...|Jingo|Terry Pratchett|unknown
08:03|8:03|He taught me that if I had to meet someone for an appointment, I must refuse to follow the "stupid human habit" of arbitrarily choosing a time based on fifteen-minute intervals. "Never meet people at 7:45 or 6:30, Jasper, but pick times like 7:12 and 8:03!"|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
08:03|three minutes past eight|I might talk to the GP about getting some sleeping pills. I noticed that my watch had stopped at three minutes past eight, and I wondered if that was the exact time our baby died.|Rock Paper Scissors|Alice Feeny|unknown
08:04|8:04|Every clerk had his particular schedule of hours, which coincided with a single pair of tram runs coming from the city: A had to come in at 8, B at 8:04, C at 8:08 and so on, and the same for quitting times, in such a manner that never would two colleagues have the opportunity to travel in the same tramcar.|The Periodic Table|Primo Levi|unknown
08:05|8.05 a.m.|8.05 a.m. Pack school bag|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
08:05|five-past eight|"Well, it’s five-past eight now," I said to Drake. "You’d better go straight off and organise a flashing party. There’s not a hope of a sortie tonight at sea, but we’d better be on the safe side."|Eight Hours from England|Anthony Quayle|unknown
08:06|six minutes past eight|"I had a restless night with some fever and was a little late starting out. It was six minutes past eight when I arrived at the lighthouse. I was unable to gain entry. The door was locked."|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
08:08|8:08|Every clerk had his particular schedule of hours, which coincided with a single pair of tram runs coming from the city: A had to come in at 8, B at 8:04, C at 8:08 and so on, and the same for quitting times, in such a manner that never would two colleagues have the opportunity to travel in the same tramcar.|The Periodic Table|Primo Levi|unknown
08:09|8:09|He followed the squeals down a hallway. A wall clock read 8:09 - 10:09 Dallas time.|American Tabloid|James Ellroy|unknown
08:10|8:10|She said, "Hey sleepy head, time to get up. A Navy SEAL made breakfast, and I don't think you're supposed to be late."<br/>"Aye, aye. What time is it?"<br/>She glanced at the digital clock on her nightstand. "8:10." |Lionhearts|Ray Keating|sfw
08:10|8:10.|Sloane, with his shoulder punctured, was on another lounge. He was half delirious, and kept calling something about a chemistry lecture at 8:10.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
08:10|8.10 a.m.|8.10 a.m. Read book or watch video|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
08:10|8:10|Cell count down to 400,000. Woke 8:10. To sleep 7:15. (Appear to have lost my watch without realising it, had to drive into town to buy another.)|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
08:11|eight-eleven|"Care for a turn on the engine?" he called to the doxies, and pointed up at the footplate. They laughed but voted not to, climbing up with their bathtub into one of the rattlers instead. They both had very fetching hats, with one flower apiece, but the prettiness of their faces made you think it was more. For some reason they both wore white rosettes pinned to their dresses. I looked again at the clock: eight-eleven.|The Blackpool Highflyer|Andrew Martin|unknown
08:12|8:12 a.m.|At 8:12 a.m., just before the moment of pff, all the business of the cellars was being transacted - garbage transferred from small cans into large ones; early wide-awake grandmas, rocky with insomnia, dumped wash into the big tubs; boys in swimming trunks rolled baby carriages out into the cool morning.|In Time Which Made A Monkey Of Us All|Grace Paley|unknown
08:13|8:13 a.m.|At 8:13 a.m. the alarm clock in the laboratory gave the ringing word. Eddie touched a button in the substructure of an ordinary glass coffeepot, from whose spout two tubes proceeded into the wall.|In Time Which Made A Monkey Of Us All|Grace Paley|unknown
08:14|8:14 A.M.|8:14 A.M.<br/>"What happened?" Ramirez asked. Helling had alerted him by walkie-talkie and summoned him to the lobby. There the Germans were returning, Henes Sommer covered with blood and being carried by Rudolph Schindler and Peter Maier.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
08:15|8:15 a.m.|No one at the desk asked Louis for identification or payment. An elderly woman showed him to a tiny, spotlessly clean room, and left without offering a word. The earliest direct flight from Prague to Vienna left at 8:15 a.m., and Most had decided that Louis should not spend the intervening hours waiting in an airport lounge.|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
08:15|quarter past eight|Casey Kingsley wasn’t entirely surprised to see his new hire sitting outside his office when he arrived at quarter past eight that morning. Nor was he surprised to see the bottle Torrance was holding in his hands, first twisting the cap off, then putting it back on and turning it tight again—he’d had that special look from the start, the thousand-yard Kappy’s Discount Liquor Store stare.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
08:15|quarter-past eight|It was in the winter when this happened, very near the shortest day, and a week of fog into the bargain, so the fact that it was still very dark when George woke in the morning was no guide to him as to the time. He reached up, and hauled down his watch. It was a quarter-past eight.|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
08:15|eight fifteen|You scrutinized your wrist: "It's eight fifteen. (And here time forked.) I'll turn it on." The screen in its blank broth evolved a lifelike blur, and music welled.|Pale Fire|Vladimir Nabokov|unknown
08:16|eight sixteen|I walk through the fruit trees toward a huge, square, brown patch of earth with vegetation growing in serried rows. These must be the vegetables. I prod one of them cautiously with my foot. It could be a cabbage or a lettuce. Or the leaves of something growing underground, maybe. To be honest, it could be an alien. I have no idea. I sit down on a mossy wooden bench and look at a nearby bush covered in white flowers. Mm. Pretty. Now what? What do people do in their gardens? I feel I should have something to read. Or someone to call. My fingers are itching to move. I look at my watch. Still only eight sixteen. Oh God.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
08:17|8.17 a.m.|Breakfast over, my uncle drew from his pocket a small notebook, intended for scientific observations. He consulted his instruments, and recorded:<br>“Monday, July 1.<br>“Chronometer, 8.17 a.m.; barometer, 297 in.; thermometer, 6° (43° F.). Direction, E.S.E.”<br>This last observation applied to the dark gallery, and was indicated by the compass.|A Journey to the Centre of the Earth|Jules Verne|unknown
08:17|eight seventeen|Come on, I can't give up yet. I'll just sit here for a bit and enjoy the peace. I lean back and watch a little speckled bird pecking the ground nearby for a while. Then I look at my watch again: eight seventeen. I can't do this.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
08:19|8.19|I had arranged to meet the Occupational Health Officer at 10:30. I took the train from Watford Junction at 8.19 and arrived at London Euston seven minutes late, at 8.49.|The Terrible Privacy of Maxwell Sim|Jonathan Coe|unknown
08:20|twenty past eight|"This morning I took the launch out for forty minutes or so to test the engine. She's been giving a bit of trouble. That took from seven-forty-five until twenty past eight, near enough."|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
08:20|8:20|At each end of the forecourt the two great globes of light supported by bronze dolphins threw shining pools on the heaving surface of the water which as she watched shimmered like a great cloak of black satin, shaken, smoothed and gently billowed by an invisible hand. Mandy glanced at her watch: 8:20.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
08:20|Eight-twenty|Eight-twenty the cards and puzzles go out.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
08:20|8:20|When the typewriters happen to pause (8:20 and other mythical hours), and there are no flights of American bombers in the sky, and the motor traffic's not too heavy in Oxford Street, you can hear winter birds cheeping outside, busy at the feeders the girls have put up.|Gravity's Rainbow|Thomas Pynchon|unknown
08:23|twenty-three minutes past eight|And then Wedderburn looked at his watch. "Twenty-three minutes past eight. I am going up by the quarter to twelve train, so that there is plenty of time. I think I shall wear my alpaca jacket - it is quite warm enough - and my grey felt hat and brown shoes.”|The Flowering of The Strange Orchid|H.G. Wells|unknown
08:23|twenty-three minutes past eight|It comprised all that was required of the servant, from eight in the morning, exactly at which hour Phileas Fogg rose, till half-past eleven, when he left the house for the Reform Club - all the details of service, the tea and toast at twenty-three minutes past eight, the shaving-water at thirty-seven minutes past nine, and the toilet at twenty minutes before ten.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
08:23|8:23|At 8:23 there seemed every chance of a lasting alliance starting between Florin and Guilder. At 8:24 the two nations were very close to war.|The Princess Bride|William Goldman|unknown
08:24|8:24|At 8:23 there seemed every chance of a lasting alliance starting between Florin and Guilder. At 8:24 the two nations were very close to war.|The Princess Bride|William Goldman|unknown
08:25|eight twenty-five|The twenty-five minutes from eight until eight twenty-five was the only time in which all the female suspects had been together, eating under the eye of Miss Collins and full in each other's gaze.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
08:25|Eight-twenty-five|Eight-twenty-five some Acute mentions he used to watch his sister taking her bath; the three guys at the table with him fall over each other to see who gets to write it in the log book.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
08:25|twenty-five after|The next day, Jay sat at his desk promptly at eight. At twenty-five after, Irene came over. "Time to go to the meeting."<br/>Jay stood. "Who'll take over the phones?" |The Arachne Portal|Joan Marie Verba|unknown
08:26|twenty-six minutes past eight|It exploded much later than intended, probably a good twelve hours later, at twenty-six minutes past eight on Monday morning. Several defunct wristwatches, the property of victims, confirmed the time. As with its predecessors over the last few months, there had been no warning.|The Little Drummer Girl|John le Carré|unknown
08:27|almost eight-thirty|The lecture was to be given tomorrow, and it was now almost eight-thirty.|A Confederacy of Dunces|John Kennedy Toole|unknown
08:28|8.28|And at 8.28 on the following morning, with a novel chilliness about the upper lip, and a vast excess of strength and spirits, I was sitting in a third-class carriage, bound for Germany, and dressed as a young sea-man, in a pea-jacket, peaked cap, and comforter.|The Riddle of the Sands|Erskine Childers|unknown
08:29|8.29|At 8.29 I punched the front doorbell in Elgin Crescent. It was opened by a small oriental woman in a white apron. She showed me into a large, empty sitting room with an open fire and a couple of huge oil paintings.|Engleby|Sebastian Faulks|unknown
08:30|eight-thirty in the morning|Gard stood bent over the cut in the earth for some time, shining the big light into the black depths. Here it was, only eight-thirty in the morning, and already he wanted a drink.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
08:30|half past eight|At half past eight Millicent Hammitt barged in, without a preliminary knock, to say goodbye.|The Black Tower|P.D. James|unknown
08:30|half past eight|Sir John was normally awakened at half past eight every morning by a butler who brought him his breakfast, another butler who brought him his clothes, a third butler whose job it was to feed Adolf and Stalin if necessary, and a fourth butler who was basically a spare.|Johnny and the Bomb|Terry Pratchett|unknown
08:30|eight thirty|Outside, the wind continued to rise. Every now and then it gave a blood-curdling scream around the eaves that made him look up from his book. Around eight thirty, the snow began. It was heavy and wet, quickly coating his window and blocking his view of the mountains. In a way, that was worse. The snow had blocked the windows in the Overlook, too.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
08:30|eight-thirty|We had made our arrangements at lunch the day before, and when I turned my old car into the driveway of the big green Victorian at eight-thirty on Tuesday morning, Annie and Mike were ready to go. So was Milo.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
08:30|eight thirty|At eight thirty, I called and said, “I’ve been thinking I might get a boob job, just take them clean off. What do you think? Could I pull off the flat-chested look?”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|nsfw
08:30|Eight-thirty|Eight-thirty the ward door opens and two technicians trot in, smelling like grape wine; technicians always move at a fast walk or a trot because they’re always leaning so far forward they have to move fast to keep standing.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
08:30|8:30 A.M.|At 8:30 A.M. Filomina walked into the Ale House white, round, and heaving from the extra hundred and forty-six pounds she carried on her small frame.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
08:30|half-past eight|“What nonsense!” thought Vronsky, and glanced at his watch.<br>It was half-past eight already.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
08:30|half past eight|At half past eight, Mr. Dursley picked up his briefcase, pecked Mrs. Dursley on the cheek, and tried to kiss Dudley good-bye but missed, because Dudley was now having a tantrum and throwing his cereal at the walls.|Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone|J.K. Rowling|unknown
08:30|8:30|It is around 8:30. Sunshine comes through the windows at right. As the curtain rises, the family has just finished breakfast.|Long Day's Journey Into Night|Eugene O'Neill|unknown
08:30|8:30 a.m.|On July 25th, 8:30 a.m. the bitch Novaya dies whelping. At 10 o'clock she is lowered into her cool grave, at 7:30 that same evening we see our first floes and greet them wishing they were the last.|The Terrors of Ice and Darkness|Christoph Ransmayr|nsfw
08:30|eight-thirty|The lecture was to be given tomorrow, and it was now almost eight-thirty.|A Confederacy of Dunces|John Kennedy Toole|unknown
08:30|eight-thirty|When he woke, at eight-thirty, he was alone in the bedroom. He put on his dressing gown and put in his hearing aid and went into the living room.|Deaf Sentence|David Lodge|unknown
08:30|eight-thirty|I can see by my watch, without taking my hand from the left grip of the cycle, that it is eight-thirty in the morning.|Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenence|Robert M. Pirsig|unknown
08:31|8:31 a.m.|At 8:31 a.m., MST, a woman on TWA's Flight 196 burst into tears and began to bugle her own opinion, which was perhaps not unshared among some other passengers (or even the crew, for that matter), that the plane was going to crash.|The Shining|Stephen King|sfw
08:32|eight thirty-two|He woke again with a start when the hardback of The Last Chronicle of Barset thudded to the ground. Fumbling for his watch, he saw with dismay that it was eight thirty-two, a late start to the day.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
08:32|8:32 a.m.|It’s 8:32 a.m. on the twenty-fourth of December and Henry and I are on our way to Meadowlark House for Christmas. It’s a beautiful clear day, no snow here in Chicago, but six inches on the ground in South Haven.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
08:32|0832|"Does anybody know the time a little more exactly is what I'm wondering, Don, since Day doesn't."<br/> Gately checks his cheap digital, head still hung over the sofa's arm. "I got 0832:14, 15, 16, Randy."<br/> "'ks a lot, D.G. man."|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
08:32|8.32 a.m.|8.32 a.m. Catch bus to school|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
08:33|08:33|It’s too late for any TV because of the cake, watch says it is 08:33. My yellow hoody nearly rips my head off when Ma is pulling it.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
08:35|8.35 a.m.|Delivery had been by messenger service and the office stamp showed 8.35 a.m. as the time out. I opened the envelope and drew out the shiny 4¼ by 3¼ photo that was all there was inside.|The Bug Sleep|Raymond Chandler|unknown
08:35|thirty-five minutes past eight|It was thirty-five minutes past eight by the big clock of the central building when Mathieu crossed the yard towards the office which he occupied as chief designer. For eight years he had been employed at the works where, after a brilliant and special course of study, he had made his beginning as assistant draughtsman when but nineteen years old, receiving at that time a salary of one hundred francs a month.|Fruitfulness|Emile Zola|unknown
08:35|8.35 a.m.|OLD GUMMY GRANNY: (THRUSTS A DAGGER TOWARDS STEPHEN'S HAND) Remove him, acushla. At 8.35 a.m. you will be in heaven and Ireland will be free. (SHE PRAYS) O good God, take him!|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
08:37|8:37 A.M.|Friday 8:37 A.M.<br/>As Vance stepped off the motorized cart, the hangar around him was shrouded in white vapor. The swirling cloud on the ground, the eerie chiaroscuro of the lights, the amplified voice that ticked off the countdown—all added to the other-worldliness of the scene.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
08:37|eight thirty-seven|Eight thirty-seven a.m., Patrice Lane, Biohazard: The dog's clean. The Good Samaritan was a woman with an accent of some sort. Why haven't you called me?|Magic Bleeds|Ilona Andrews|unknown
08:39|8:39 A.M.|8:39 A.M.<br/>"It's a go in five," Caroline Shaeffer announced in a stage whisper, leaning over his shoulder. A blond Ohio debutante, she was press secretary—a job she had fought for and loved —and she structured the President's media appearances with the bloodless efficiency of a Nazi drill sergeant.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
08:39|8:39 A.M.|This is because when the first shot was fired at 8:39 A.M., I was sleeping beside my girlfriend, Carmen, as bourbon soaked our livers, coke drip lingered in our throats, and her birth control eliminated the risk of getting pregnant on a night we would scarcely remember. As haram of a night as one could live; I might as well have changed my name to Patrick and launched a blog for atheists.|Cairo Circles|Doma Mahmoud|nsfw
08:39|8:39 A.M.|Doug McGuire noticed the early hour, 8:39 A.M. on the one wall clock that gave Daylight Savings Time for the East Coast.|Terminal Compromise|Winn Schwartau|unknown
08:40|8:40 A.M.|At 8:40 A.M. she was wheeled out on a stretcher headed for Mayo General Hospital, blistered and burned by a tanning bed turned torture chamber.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
08:40|8.40|At this moment the clock indicated 8.40. "Five minutes more," said Andrew Stuart. The five friends looked at each other. One may surmise that their heart-beats were slightly accelereted, for, even for bold gamblers, the stake was a large one.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
08:40|twenty minutes to nine|It was when I stood before her, avoiding her eyes, that I took note of the surrounding objects in detail, and saw that her watch had stopped at twenty minutes to nine, and that a clock in the room had stopped at twenty minutes to nine.|Great Expectations|Charles Dickens|unknown
08:41|08:41|It’s 08:41 and I’m in Bed practicing. Ma’s filled a plastic bag with really hot water and tied it tight so none spills out, she puts it in another bag and ties that too.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
08:41|forty-one minutes past eight|By forty-one minutes past eight we are five hundred yards from the water’s edge, and between our road and the foot of the mountain we descry the piled-up remains of a ruined tower.|Narrative of a Journey Round the Dead Sea and in the Bible Lands in 1850 and 1851|Félicien de Saulcy|unknown
08:43|eight forty-three|"You understand this tape recorder is on?"<br/>"Uh huh"<br/>"And it's Wednesday, May 15, at eight forty-three in the mornin'."<br/>"If you say so"|A Time to Kill|John Grisham|unknown
08:43|8.43 a.m.|8.43 a.m. Go past tropical fish shop|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
08:44|eight forty-four|Several soldiers - some with their uniforms unbuttoned - were looking over a motorcycle, arguing about it. The sergeant looked at his watch; it was eight forty-four. They had to wait until nine. Hladik, feeling more insignificant than ill-fortuned, sat down on a pile of firewood.|The Secret Miracle|Jorge Luis Borges|unknown
08:45|eight forty-five|The bodies were discovered at eight forty-five on the morning of Wednesday 18 September by Miss Emily Wharton, a sixty-five-year-old spinster of the parish of St. Matthew's in Paddington, London, and Darren Wilkes, aged ten, of no particular parish as far as he knew or cared.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
08:45|quarter of nine|When Gardner woke up, bright light was streaming into his face through the western window. His back hurt like a bastard, and when he stood up his neck gave a wretched arthritic creak that made him wince. It was quarter of nine.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw
08:45|a quarter to nine|When it got to be a quarter to nine and still no one had shown up, Gardener began to wonder if maybe they were quitting. He toyed with the idea as he sat in Bobbi’s rocker on the porch, fingering the big, puffy bruise on the side of his face where Bozeman had clouted him.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
08:45|eight forty-five|At eight forty-five, I called and said, “I need some financial advice. Actually, I’m serious. I’m in a bind.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
08:45|8:45|He paid the waitress and left the café. It was 8:45. The sun pressed against the inside of a thin layer of cloud. He unbuttoned his jacket as he hurried down Queensway. His mind, unleashed, sprang forwards.|Dreams of Leaving|Rupert Thomson|unknown
08:47|8:47 a.m.|8:47 a.m. Just had fag. But no-smoking day does not start officially till have got dressed.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|unknown
08:47|8.47|"Just on my way to the cottage. It's, er, . . .8.47. Bit misty on the roads."|Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency|Douglas Adams|unknown
08:49|8.49|I had arranged to meet the Occupational Health Officer at 10:30. I took the train from Watford Junction at 8.19 and arrived at London Euston seven minutes late, at 8.49.|The Terrible Privacy of Maxwell Sim|Jonathan Coe|unknown
08:50|ten minutes to nine|At ten minutes to nine the mail van stopped outside Sprogg's Cottage on the outskirts of Chevisham to deliver a single letter.|Death of an Expert Witness|P.D. James|sfw
08:50|8:50 AM|He knew it was central to the pope's visit. When it arrived at 8:50 AM on Tuesday morning, Carolan's secretary handed it to him. The bishop asked her to close the door as she left his office.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
08:50|ten minutes to nine|He rang up his servant, dressed in haste, and went out onto the steps, completely forgetting the dream and only worried at being late. As he drove up to the Karenins’ entrance he looked at his watch and saw it was ten minutes to nine.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
08:50|ten to nine|At ten to nine the clerks began to arrive. When they had hung up their coats and hats they came to the fireplace and stood warming themselves. If there was no fire, they stood there all the same|The Chestnut Tree|V.S. Pritchett|unknown
08:50|8:50|It was 8:50 in the morning and Bernie and I were alone on an Astoria side street, not far from a sandwich shop that sold a sopressatta sub called "The Bypass". I used to eat that sandwich weekly, wash it down with espresso soda, smoke a cigarette, go for a jog. Now I was too near the joke to order the sandwich, and my son's preschool in the throes of doctrinal schism.|The Ask|Sam Lipsyte|unknown
08:50|ten minutes to nine|Punctually at ten minutes to nine, a quarter hour after early mass, the boy stood in his Sunday uniform outside his father's door.|The Radetzky March|Joseph Roth|unknown
08:51|8:51 A.M.|8:51 A.M.<br>Braque had never been at Whole Foods this time of morning before. It was way less slammed with rubes than at lunchtime. It sucked balls having to skip weight training, but after vomiting, she needed two bananas, reverse-osmosis water, and a protein shake to replenish, along with an extra protein shake for Patricia to make it up to her.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
08:51|8.51 a.m.|8.51 a.m. Arrive at school|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
08:52|8.52am.|Message one. Tuesday, 8.52am. Is anybody there? Hello?|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
08:53|8:53 A.M.|Friday 8:53 A.M.<br/>Vance stared at the small army facing him, including Tanzan Mino and his two pilots. This definitely was not the drill. Something had gone very, very wrong. Had some of the Soviet ground crews lost their nerve and talked? Whatever had happened, things were headed off the track.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
08:54|nearly nine o’clock|It was Mrs. Poppets that woke me up next morning. She said: “Do you know that it’s nearly nine o’clock, sir?”<br/> “Nine o’ what?” I cried, starting up.<br/> “Nine o’clock,” she replied, through the keyhole. “I thought you was a- oversleeping yourselves.”|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
08:55|8.55|But it was 8.55 before the telephone rang and he heard the expected voice. Caroline sounded perfectly calm; only the words were urgent. <br/> "I have to see you. Now. Can you get away?"|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
08:55|five minutes to nine|She arrived at five minutes to nine and stood dripping in his aunts’ hall, a tubular bundle of baby-blue plastic from which nothing showed but her face. She was holding a damp paper sack and her large mouth was twisted in an uncertain smile. Overnight she had apparently lost some of her self-assurance.|The Partridge Festival|Flannery O'Connor|unknown
08:55|five to nine|Sitting on his bed in the spotless, white-walled room of the disease isolation unit, Merral D’Avanos looked up at the wall clock. It was five to nine. The morning’s sun streamed in past the trees. The only noise he could hear was that of sparrows squabbling on the balcony.|The Dark Foundations|Chris Walley|unknown
08:55|five till nine|Linus began to walk down the hallway slowly. Rain lashed against the windows to his left. The lights in the sconces to his right flicked slightly. His loafers squeaked on the floor. He pulled at his tie. By the time he reached the opposite end of the hallway, four minutes had passed. According to his watch, it was five till nine.|The House in the Cerulean Sea|TJ Klune|unknown
08:55|five to nine|At five to nine, the exam room door opened and the Stones’ pediatrician walked in. Dr. John Dalton was a fellow Dan Torrance would have recognized, although not by last name. To Dan he was just Doctor John, who made the coffee at the Thursday night Big Book meeting in North Conway.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
08:55|five minutes to nine|At five minutes to nine, Jacques, in his gray butler's livery, came down the stairs and said, "Young master, your Herr Papá is coming."|The Radetzky March|Joseph Roth|unknown
08:55|five minutes to nine|George pulled out his watch and looked at it: it was five minutes to nine!|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
08:56|nearly nine o'clock|It was nearly nine o'clock and the sun was fiercer every minute.|Burmese Days|George Orwell|unknown
08:57|three minutes to nine|It was no surprise that Charles Applegate rang our doorbell at three minutes to nine. He had sounded like the model of dependability on the phone.|Death of an Art Collector|Roberts Goldsborough|sfw
08:57|08:57|She points up at Watch that says 08:57, that’s only three minutes before nine. So I run into Wardrobe and lie down on my pillow and wrap up in Blanket that’s all grey and fleecy with the red piping.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
08:57|three minutes before nine|You'll have to hurry. Many a long year before that, in one of the bygone centuries, a worthy citizen of Wrychester, Martin by name, had left a sum of money to the Dean and Chapter of the Cathedral on condition that as long as ever the Cathedral stood, they should cause to be rung a bell from its smaller bell-tower for three minutes before nine o'clock every morning, all the year round.|The Paradise Mystery|J.S. Fletcher|unknown
08:58|two minutes of nine|It was two minutes of nine now - two minutes before the bombs were set to explode - and three or four people were gathered in front of the bank waiting for it to open.|The Getaway|Jim Thompson|unknown
08:59|8:59|She had been lying in bed reading about Sophie and Alberto's conversation on Marx and had fallen asleep. The reading lamp by the bed had been on all night. The green glowing digits on her desk alarm clock showed 8:59.|Sophie's World|Jostein Gaarder|unknown
09:00|nine|No trace of Inge was found that day or night. For some the search went on all night long. Then, about nine the next morning, the bells in the belfry of Zion Church began to ring wildly.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
09:00|nine o'clock|At nine o'clock the parsonage buggy carried them south on the highway toward Ravelunda. Fridfeldt felt more at home north of the church hamlet. There the revival had been more evident. Down here at Vänneberga it had one of its last outposts. Beyond it lay Sörbygden where the spiritual life was of another type. There one could both smoke and confess the Savior; there the doctrine of total sinful depravity was preached, and it was said whisky might be found also among the awakened.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|Promptly at nine o’clock the next morning the green-whiskered soldier came to them, and four minutes later they all went into the Throne Room of the Great Oz.|The Wizard of Oz|L. Frank Baum|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|She thought she had seen something different about Peter, but hadn’t been able to tell exactly what it was. When Anderson woke up the next morning (at a perfectly normal nine o’clock), she saw it almost at once.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|The storm held off until nine o’clock, and by then Anderson was pretty sure they were going to have a good one - what Havenites called “a real Jeezer.”|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|By nine o’clock the next morning I was punctually opening the school; tranquil, settled, prepared for the steady duties of the day.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|At nine o’clock his secretary came and read him his appointments for the day. <br>When he did so this morning, though, he found him still staring at his plate with a strange expression.|Johnny and the Bomb|Terry Pratchett|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock in the morning|When I got off the train, I anxiously wondered where I should head for. Nightclubs were a great place to buy coke, but precious few were open at nine o’clock in the morning.|Rachel’s Holiday|Marian Keyes|unknown
09:00|nine|He’d woken up at nine, worked for a while in his room, and then said he felt sleepy. He went to the kitchen, made some coffee, and drank it. But the coffee didn’t help. <br/> “I think I’ll take a nap,” he said. “I hear a buzzing sound in the back of my head.” Those were his last words. He curled up in bed, went to sleep, and never woke up again.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
09:00|nine|From the Palais du Louvre to the Etoile it is like a piece of music for the pianoforte. For five days I have not touched the typewriter nor looked at a book; nor have I had a single idea in my head except to go to the American Express. At nine this morning I was there, just as the doors were being opened, and again at one o’clock.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|He keeps smiling all the time, smiling like a rosy little bedbug that has had its fill. “It was nine o’clock,” he says once again, “when I called you up, wasn’t it?” I nod my head wearily. Yes, it was nine o’clock. He is certain now that it was nine o’clock because he remembers having taken out his watch.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|At nine o’clock, I called again. He answered.<br>“What do you want?” he asked.<br>“I was hoping to hear you say you miss me.”<br>“I miss you,” he said. “Is that it?”<br>I hung up.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|A work routine is developing. Ayrs and I are in the music room by nine o’clock every morning his various ailments and pains let him. I sit at the piano, Ayrs on the divan, smoking his vile Turkish cigarettes, and we adopt one of our three modi operandi. "Revisionals"—he asks me to run through the previous morning’s work. I hum, sing, or play, depending on the instrument, and Ayrs modifies the score.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|There was no rain, as Holmes had foretold, and the morning broke bright and cloudless. At nine o’clock Lestrade called for us with the carriage, and we set off for Hatherley Farm and the Boscombe Pool.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
09:00|nine|“Don’t give it another thought, old sport.” The familiar expression held no more familiarity than the hand which reassuringly brushed my shoulder. “And don’t forget we’re going up in the hydroplane tomorrow morning, at nine.”|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|It was nine o’clock when we finished breakfast and went out on the porch. The night had made a sharp difference in the weather and there was an autumn flavor in the air.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
09:00|9:00 A.M.|The Earth was created on Sunday the 21st of October, 4004 B.C., at exactly 9:00 A.M., because God liked to get work done early in the morning while he was feeling fresh.|Good Omens|Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman|unknown
09:00|nine in the morning|At only nine in the morning, the kitchen was already pregnant to its capacity, every crevice and countertop overtaken by Marjan’s gourmet creations. Marinating vegetables (𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘴 of mango, eggplant, and the regular seven-spice variety), packed to the briny brims of five-gallon see-through canisters sat on the kitchen island. Large blue bowls were filled with salads (angelica lentil, tomato, cucumber and mint, and Persian fried chicken), 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘩, and dips (cheese and walnut, yogurt and cucumber, baba ghanoush, and spicy hummus), which along with feta, Stilton, and cheddar cheeses, were covered and stacked in the enormous glass-door refrigerator.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|By the time he was fully dressed it was nine o’clock. There were six hours left until Hitler’s ultimatum expired.<br>He went in search of breakfast.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|However, at nine o’clock the prince, in his velvet coat with a sable collar and cap, went out for his usual walk.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|It was nine o’clock in the morning. The fog lay unbroken like a sea down below, but higher up at the village of Schlappanitz where Napoleon stood with his marshals around him, it was quite light. Above him was a clear blue sky, and the sun’s vast orb quivered like a huge hollow, crimson float on the surface of that milky sea of mist.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
09:00|nine o’clock|When the gong sounded for breakfast at nine o’clock it found every one up and awaiting the summons.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
09:00|nine o'clock|"I could never get all the way down there before nine o'clock."|A Confederacy of Dunces|John Kennedy Toole|unknown
09:00|nine o'clock|"Look. Ignatius. I'm beat. I've been on the road since nine o'clock yesterday morning."|A Confederacy of Dunces|John Kennedy Toole|unknown
09:00|nine|On the third morning after their arrival, just as all the clocks in the city were striking nine individually, and somewhere about nine hundred and ninety-nine collectively, Sam was taking the air in George Yard, when a queer sort of fresh painted vehicle drove up, out of which there jumped with great agility, throwing the reins to a stout man who sat beside him, a queer sort of gentleman, who seemed made for the vehicle, and the vehicle for him.|The Pickwick Papers|Charles Dickens|unknown
09:00|9.00 a.m.|9.00 a.m. School assembly|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|unknown
09:00|nine|A fly buzzed, the wall clock began to strike. After the nine golden strokes faded, the district captain began. "How is Herr Colonel Marek?"<br/> "Thank you, Papá, he's fine."<br/> "Still weak in geometry?"<br/> "Thank you, Papá, a little better."<br/> "Read any books?"<br/> "Yessir, Papá."|The Radetzky March|Joseph Roth|unknown
09:00|nine o' clock|As nine o' clock was left behind, the preposterousness of the delay overwhelmed me, and I went in a kind of temper to the owner and said that I thought he should sign on another cook and weigh spars and be off.|A Single Pebble|John Hershey|unknown
09:00|nine o'clock|At nine o'clock, one morning late in July, Gatsby's gorgeous car lurched up the rocky drive to my door and gave out a burst of melody from its three-noted horn.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
09:00|nine|He was at breakfast at nine, and for the twentieth time consulted his "Bradshaw", to see at what earliest hour Dr. Grantly could arrive from Barchester.|The Warden|Anthony Trollope|unknown
09:00|nine o'clock|He won't stand beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!|Alice's Adventures in Wonderland|Lewis Carroll|unknown
09:00|nine o'clock|It was around nine o'clock that I crossed the border into Cornwall. This was at least three hours before the rain began and the clouds were still all of a brilliant white. In fact, many of the sights that greeted me this morning were among the most charming I have so far encountered. It was unfortunate, then, that I could not for much of the time give to them the attention they warranted; for one may as well declare it, one was in a condition of some preoccupation with the thought that - barring some unseen complication - one would be meeting Miss Kenton again before the day's end.|The Remains of the Day|Kazuo Ishiguro|unknown
09:00|At nine|Opening his window, Aschenbach thought he could smell the foul stench of the lagoon. A sudden despondency came over him. He considered leaving then and there. Once, years before, after weeks of a beautiful spring, he had been visited by this sort of weather and it so affected his health he had been obliged to flee. Was not the same listless fever setting in? The pressure in the temples, the heavy eyelids? Changing hotels again would be a nuisance, but if the wind failed to shift he could not possibly remain here. To be on the safe side, he did not unpack everything. At nine he went to breakfast in the specially designated buffet between the lobby and the dining room.|Death in Venice|Thomas Mann|unknown
09:00|9.00am|Sometimes what I wouldn't give to have us sitting in a bar again at 9.00am telling lies to one another, far from God.|Jesus' Son|Denis Johnson|unknown
09:00|nine|The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse; In half an hour she promised to return.|Romeo and Juliet|William Shakespeare|unknown
09:00|nine|To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours<br/>With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.|The Waste Land|T.S. Eliot|unknown
09:00|Nine o’clock|Nine o’clock young residents wearing leather elbows talk to Acutes for fifty minutes about what they did when they were little boys. The Big Nurse is suspicious of the crew-cut looks of these residents, and that fifty minutes they are on the ward is a tough time for her.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
09:01|9:01am|9:01am lay in bed, staring at ceiling.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:02|a few minutes after nine|We were rolling down an expressway, somewhere, but rain was clouding the view of the skyline so that I couldn't orient myself to where we were. The glowing numbers of the dashboard clock said that it was only a few minutes after nine.|Fool Moon|Jim Butcher|sfw
09:02|9:02am|9:02am lay in bed, staring at ceiling.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:03|9:03am|9:03am lay in bed, staring at ceiling.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:03|three minutes past nine|"This isn't a very good start to the new school year." I stared at her. What was she talking about? Why was she looking at her watch? I wasn't late. Okay, the school bell had rung as I was crossing the playground, but you always get five minutes to get to your classroom.<br/>"It's three minutes past nine," Miss Beckworth announced. "You're late."|The Lottie Project|Jacqueline Wilson|unknown
09:04|9:04am|9:04am lay in bed, staring at ceiling|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:04|9.04|In the light of a narrow-beam lantern, Pierce checked his watch. It was 9.04.|The Great Train Robbery|Michael Crichton|unknown
09:05|Five past nine|Hadn't Father Presteign said that the post came at nine or shortly after? "Shortly after" could mean anything. They could be waiting for half an hour. Five past nine. Seven minutes past. And then it came.|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
09:05|9:05am|9:05am lay in bed, staring at ceiling|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:05|9:05|Kaldren pursues me like luminescent shadow. He has chalked up on the gateway '96,688,365,498,702'. Should confuse the mail man. Woke 9:05. To sleep 6:36.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
09:05|9:05 a.m.|The tour of the office doesn't take that long. In fact, we're pretty much done by 9:05 a.m. Ed looks at everything twice and says it's all great, and gives me a list of contacts who might be helpful, then has to leave for his own office.|Twenties Girl|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
09:06|9:06am|9:06am lay in bed, staring at ceiling|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:07|Seven minutes past|Hadn't Father Presteign said that the post came at nine or shortly after? "Shortly after" could mean anything. They could be waiting for half an hour. Five past nine. Seven minutes past. And then it came.|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
09:07|9:07|The seventh day the blinds in a downstairs window were left up in the morning. Luke saw a light go on and off at 9:07, two full hours after the Sports Family had left.|Among the Hidden|Margaret Peterson Haddix|unknown
09:07|9:07am|9:07am lay in bed, staring at ceiling|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:07|9:07|It was a sparkling morning, 9:07 by the clock when Mrs. Flett stepped aboard the Imperial Limited at the Tyndall station, certain that her life was ruined, but managing, through an effort of will, to hold herself erect and to affect an air of preoccupation and liveliness.|The Stone Diaries|Carol Shields|unknown
09:08|9.08am|9.08am rolled over onto left side.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:09|9.09am|9.09am lay in bed, staring at wall.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:09|nine past nine in the morning|“Perhaps I should tie up that loose end in case the operation does go badly. It will only take a few minutes, and I’m sure there will be enough daylight left for the operation, for, according to my Pulsar, it’s only nine past nine in the morning. Ha!”|Survivor Type|Stephen King|unknown
09:10|9.10am|9.10am lay in bed, staring at wall.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:10|9:10 a.m.|9:10 a.m. Suddenly realize hair is drying in a weird shape. Search for hairbrush. Locate in handbag.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
09:11|9:11|“What train can I get?”<br>“There’s one about 9:11 if you really must go.”|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
09:11|9:11am|9:11am lay in bed, staring at wall|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:12|9.12am|9.12am lay in bed, staring at wall.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:13|9:13am|9:13am lay in bed, staring at wall|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:13|9:13 A.M.|She tucked the phone in the crook of her neck and thumbed hurriedly through her pink messages. Dr. Provetto, at 9:13 A.M.|Mistaken Identity|Lisa Scottoline|unknown
09:14|9.14am|9.14am lay in bed, staring at wall.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:15|9:15|It was only 9:15 in the morning but already an early mist had cleared and the sky, almost cloudless, was brightening to an opaque whiteness with glimpses of soft clear blue.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
09:15|Quarter past nine|The breakfast crowd at the Sunspot is clearing out. Soon the woman in charge, no longer sleepy-eyed, will take in the signboard with the breakfast specials and replace it with the one for the lunch specials.<br>Quarter past nine and the smoke billowing above the courthouse seems to be thinning. Billy is starting to wonder if there’s been a glitch.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
09:15|quarter-past nine|It was a quarter-past nine when I started from home and made my way across the Park, and so through Oxford Street to Baker Street.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
09:15|0915|"Great!" Jones commented. "I've never seen it do that before. That's all right. Okay." Jones pulled a handful of pencils from his back pocket. "Now, I got the contact first at 0915 or so, and the bearing was about two-six-nine."|The Hunt for Red October|Tom Clancy|unknown
09:15|9:15am|9:15am doubled over pillow, sat up to see out window|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:15|9.15 a.m.|9.15 a.m. First morning class|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
09:15|quarter past nine|Miss Pettigrew pushed open the door of the employment agency and went in as the clock struck a quarter past nine.|Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day|Winifred Watson|unknown
09:16|9:16 A.M.|Thursday 9:16 A.M. <br/>Yuri Androv stood at the far end of the flood-lit hangar, staring up at the underbelly of Daedalus I and thinking. This morning's run-up in the centrifuge had gone well. At last he was convinced there was no physiological barrier to hypersonic flight, at least none he couldn't handle.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:16|9.16am|9.16am sat in bed, staring out window.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:17|9.17am|9.17am sat in bed, staring out window.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:18|9.18am|9.18am sat in bed, staring out window.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:19|9.19am|9.19am sat in bed, staring out window.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
09:20|nine-twenty|We breakfasted together in the cottage - grapefruit, toast, and coffee - and then I came out to the surgery to wait for Oliver. He was due to give blood at nine. When he hadn't arrived by nine-twenty, I began ringing round to find out what was keeping him.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
09:20|nine twenty|Here Miss Wharton, as was her custom each Wednesday and Friday, would weed out the dead flowers from the vase in front of the statue of the Virgin, scrape the wax and candle stubs from the brass holders, dust the two rows of chairs in the Lady Chapel, which would be adequate for the small congregation expected at that morning's early Mass, and make everything ready for the arrival at nine twenty of Father Barnes.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
09:20|twenty minutes past nine|At twenty minutes past nine, the Duke of Dunstable, who had dined off a tray in his room, was still there, waiting for his coffee and liqueur.|Uncle Fred in the Springtime|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
09:20|Nine-twenty|Grant knew animals often performed such mating rituals for hours at a time. They went without food, they paid attention to nothing else. . . .  He glanced at his watch. Nine-twenty.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
09:20|nine-twenty|I'll compromise by saying that I left home at eight and spent an hour travelling to a nine o'clock appointment. Twenty minutes later is nine-twenty.|Girl, Interrupted|Susanna Kaysen|unknown
09:20|twenty minutes past nine|At twenty minutes past nine, the Duke of Dunstable, who had dined off a tray in his room, was still there, waiting for his coffee and liqueur.|Uncle Fred in the Springtime|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
09:20|9.20|The following morning at 9.20 Mr. Cribbage straightened his greasy old tie, combed his Hitler moustache and arranged the few strands of his hair across his bald patch.|Red Dog|Louis de Bernieres|unknown
09:21|nine twenty-one|It was nine twenty-one. With one minute to go, there was no sign of Herbert's mother.|This is Life|Dan Rhodes|unknown
09:22|nine twenty-two|No more throwing stones at him, and I'll see you back here exactly one week from now. She looked at her watch. 'At nine twenty-two next Wednesday.'|This is Life|Dan Rhodes|unknown
09:22|9:22|Two days later, on the second of February at 9:22 Jerusalem time, the Dominion launched a simultaneous and massive attack on twenty-two of the worlds between Bannermere and Earth.|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
09:23|9.23|9.23. What possessed me to buy this comb?|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
09:24|9.24|9.24. I'm swelled after that cabbage. A speck of dust on the patent leather of her boot.|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
09:25|nine twenty-five|The phone on his desk rang, startling him. It was nine twenty-five. He hadn't realized he had been sitting as if in a fugue.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
09:25|nine twenty-five|A man I would cross the street to avoid at nine o'clock - by nine twenty-five I wanted to fuck him until he wept. My legs trembled with it. My voice floated out of my mouth when I opened it to speak. The glass wall of the meeting room was huge and suddenly too transparent.|The Forgotten Waltz|Anne Enright|nsfw
09:26|between nine and ten|He stopped, dried the sweat from his forehead, and took a minute to look for the sun. The day was completely gray and without shade. It must have been between nine and ten. The shooting continued relentlessly up ahead. He trampled on.|Faith Alone: The Heart of Everything|Bo Giertz|unknown
09:27|9:27 A.M.|9:27 A.M.<br/>Vance leaned back against the scrub cypress and listened to the whistle of the light wind through the granite outcroppings. He had perched himself on one of the rugged cliffs, from which he could see virtually everything that went on aboveground. Around him ants crawled, oblivious to the heat of the sun, which now seared the bone-colored rocks on all sides, while down below the languorous surf beckoned.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:27|twenty-seven minutes past nine|From twenty minutes past nine until twenty-seven minutes past nine, from twenty-five minutes past eleven until twenty-eight minutes past eleven, from ten minutes to three until two minutes to three the heroes of the school met in a large familiarity whose Olympian laughter awed the fearful small boy that flitted uneasily past and chilled the slouching senior that rashly paused to examine the notices in assertion of an unearned right.|Sinister Street|Compton Mackenzie|unknown
09:28|9:28|The call had been made at 9:28. This was one more piece of evidence, and an important one. It proved what they had suspected from the first: that the killer was in St. Anselm's.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
09:28|twenty-eight minutes past nine|"This clock right?" he asked the butler in the hall.<br/> "Yes, sir." The clock showed twenty-eight minutes past nine. "The clocks here have to be right, sir," the butler added with pride and a respectful humour, on the stairs.|Lord Raingo|Arnold Bennett|unknown
09:29|9:29|It was 9:29 and Raphael, entering the sacristy last, found only Father Sebastian taking off his cloak before robing for the service.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
09:29|almost half past nine|It was almost half past nine. At ten o'clock the morning service at the church would begin. It was time he was on his way.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
09:30|half-past nine|We have three years of the past to discuss. Let that suffice until half-past nine, when we start upon the notable adventure of the empty house.|The Empty House|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
09:30|nine-thirty|Grant opened his eyes. Brilliant blue light was streaming into the building through the bars of the gate. Quartz light: the power was back on! Groggily, he looked at his watch. It was just nine-thirty. He’d been asleep only a couple of minutes.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
09:30|nine thirty in the morning|“Strictly speaking—wait a second—strictly speaking, my last round of vomiting occurred on July 14, at nine thirty in the morning when I brought up my toast, tomato salad, and milk.”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
09:30|nine thirty A.M.|It was morning—nine thirty A.M.—and the sun threw small, golden dots on the water. When everything was calm, the lake looked like a dark-blue mirror cutting straight through the hills, and it seemed, if she were careful, she could walk out on it and not get wet.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
09:30|9.30 a.m.|The platform was deserted. He checked his watch. It was a good watch, a Rolex, given to him by his mother on his twenty-first birthday. With beautiful efficiency they had arrived at 9.30 a.m. precisely. He wondered if the British delegation had taken off yet.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
09:30|nine-thirty|At nine-thirty he was sitting on the edge of his bed looking at his watch. He put it to his ear. Then his lips drew back from his teeth in that curious wolf-like smile characteristic of the man. He said very softly:<br>“I think the time has come to do something about this.”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
09:30|half-past nine|He looked at his watch; it was half-past nine|A Watcher by the Dead|Ambrose Bierce|unknown
09:30|nine-thirty|It was nine-thirty. In another ten minutes she would turn off the heat; then it would take a while for the water to cool. In the meantime there was nothing to do but wait. “Have you thought it through April?” Never undertake to do a thing until you’ve –“ But she needed no more advice and no more instruction. She was calm and quiet now with knowing what she had always known, what neither her parents not Aunt Claire not Frank nor anyone else had ever had to teach her: that if you wanted to do something absolutely honest, something true, it always turned out to be a thing that had to be done alone.|Revolutionary Road|Richard Yates|unknown
09:30|nine-thirty|The body came in at nine-thirty this morning. One of Holding's men went to the house and collected it. There was nothing particularly unusual about the death. The man had had a fear of hospitals and had died at home, being cared for more than adequately by his devoted wife.|Trumpet|Jackie Kay|unknown
09:30|9.30|Up the welcomingly warm morning hill we trudge, side by each, bound finally for the Hall of Fame. It's 9.30, and time is in fact a-wastin'.|Independence Day|Richard Ford|unknown
09:31|9:31 A.M.|Tuesday 9:31 A.M.<br/>When Michael Vance walked into the third-floor trading room of Kenji Nogami's Westminster Union Bank, it had just opened for morning business. Computer screens were scrolling green numbers; traders in shirtsleeves were making their first calls to Paris and Zurich; the pounds and dollars and deutsche marks and yen were starting to flow.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:32|9.32|He said he couldn't say for certain of course, but that he rather thought he was. Anyhow, if he wasn't the 11.5 for Kingston, he said he was pretty confident he was the 9.32 for Virginia Water, or the 10 a.m. express for the Isle of Wight, or somewhere in that direction, and we should all know when we got there.|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
09:32|nine-thirty-two|Sandy barely made the nine-thirty-two and found a seat in no-smoking. She'd been looking forward to this visit with Lisbeth. They hadn't seen each other in months, not since January, when Sandy had returned from Jamaica. And on that day Sandy was sporting a full-blown herpes virus on her lower lip.|Wifey|Judy Blume|unknown
09:33|thirty-three minutes past nine|Next, he remembered that the morrow of Christmas would be the twenty-seventh day of the moon, and that consequently high water would be at twenty-one minutes past three, the half-ebb at a quarter past seven, low water at thirty-three minutes past nine, and half flood at thirty-nine minutes past twelve.|The Toilers of the Sea|Victor Hugo|unknown
09:34|Between nine and ten of the clock|"What time was it?" asked Edmund. <br/> "Between nine and ten of the clock," said Trumpkin. <br/> "Just when we were at the railway station!" said all the children, and looked at one another with shining eyes.|Prince Caspian|C.S. Lewis|sfw
09:35|twenty-five to ten|Tess looked at her watch and was astounded to see it was only twenty-five to ten. It seemed that she had fed Fritzy double rations and left the house four years ago. Maybe five, She thought she heard an approaching engine, then decided she didn’t.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
09:35|nine-thirty-five|Nine-thirty-five. He really must be gone. The bird is no longer feeding but sitting at the apex of a curl of razor wire.|The Memory of Love|Aminatta Forna|unknown
09:35|twenty-five minutes to ten|At twenty-five minutes to ten he was tapping on the closed door of Blore’s room.<br>The latter opened it cautiously. His hair was tousled and his eyes were still dim with sleep.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
09:36|9:36|I grab a pen and the pad of paper by the phone and start scribbling a list for the day. I have an image of myself moving smoothly from task to task, brush in one hand, duster in the other, bringing order to everything. Like Mary Poppins.<br/>9:30-9:36 Make Geigers' bed|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|sfw
09:36|9:36 a.m.|9:36 a.m. Oh God, Oh God. Maybe he's fallen in love in New York and stayed there.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
09:37|thirty-seven minutes past nine|It comprised all that was required of the servant, from eight in the morning, exactly at which hour Phileas Fogg rose, till half-past eleven, when he left the house for the Reform Club - all the details of service, the tea and toast at twenty-three minutes past eight, the shaving-water at thirty-seven minutes past nine, and the toilet at twenty minutes before ten.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
09:38|Twenty-two minutes remained [until ten o'clock]|Twenty-two minutes remained [until ten o'clock]. He was just turning in upon the footpath behind the swine shed. It would take ten minutes to get to the church. He had less than fifteen minutes in which to get ready.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
09:39|9:39 A.M.|9:39 A.M.<br>Braque was in the ground-floor women’s bathroom at Chapin Hall with her pants to her knees, but her whole day wasn’t f*cked yet. Yes, this was a substantial detour, but she still had an hour to make it to her last Micro 1 discussion group before the final.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
09:40|nine-forty|His business partner rang the office at about nine-forty to say he hadn't been able to contact Robin since yesterday morning and was worried. Mrs. Frensham came over first and found the remains of a meal on the kitchen table, his car in the driveway and his bed apparently not slept in.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
09:40|twenty minutes to ten|Hartmann closed the door of the banqueting hall and stopped to fasten his watch. It was twenty minutes to ten. From the office along the corridor came a faint sound of typing; a telephone rang.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
09:40|twenty minutes before ten|It comprised all that was required of the servant, from eight in the morning, exactly at which hour Phileas Fogg rose, till half-past eleven, when he left the house for the Reform Club—all the details of service, the tea and toast at twenty-three minutes past eight, the shaving-water at thirty-seven minutes past nine, and the toilet at twenty minutes before ten.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
09:40|9:40|Must have the phone disconnected. Some contractor keeps calling me up about payment for 50 bags of cement he claims I collected ten days ago. Says he helped me load them onto a truck himself. I did drive Whitby's pick-up into town but only to get some lead screening. What does he think I'd do with all that cement? Just the sort of irritating thing you don't expect to hang over your final exit. (Moral: don't try too hard to forget Eniwetok.) Woke 9:40. To sleep 4:15.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
09:41|Between nine and ten of the clock|"What time was it?" asked Edmund. <br/> "Between nine and ten of the clock," said Trumpkin. <br/> "Just when we were at the railway station!" said all the children, and looked at one another with shining eyes.|Prince Caspian|C.S. Lewis|sfw
09:42|9:42|9:36<br/>Fuck. I cannot make this bed. Why won't this sheet lie flat?<br/>9:42<br/>And why do they make mattresses so heavy?|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|nsfw
09:43|9:43 A.M.|Monday 9:43 A.M.<br/>"Michael, I can't tell you how happy I am to hear from you, old man. We must have lunch today." The voice emerged from the receiver in the crisp diction of London's financial district, the City, even though the speaker had been born on the opposite side of the globe.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:44|9:44 A.M.|Friday 9:44 A.M.<br/>"Guess we'd better start playing hide-and-seek in earnest," Vance observed.<br/>"Stealth, my American friend," Androv replied. "The hostile radar signature of this fuselage is almost nothing."|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:45|a quarter to ten|At a quarter to ten on the morning of August 15th, Leandro crossed into the town of Troy. His stomach was tight with anticipation and — let’s face it, folks — a tingle of fear. His skin felt cold.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
09:45|quarter to ten|She looked at the clock on the night table and saw it was quarter to ten. She’d slept another two hours. For a moment she was alarmed; maybe she’d suffered a concussion or a fracture after all.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
09:45|9.45|9.15, 9.30, 9.45, 10! Bond felt the excitement ball up inside him like cat's fur.|On Her Majesty's Secret Service|Ian Fleming|unknown
09:46|9:46 a.m.|At the hour of 9:46 A.M., to be exact, as one should in these matters, I had cast three times above the known lair of this fish. Then I cast a fourth time, more from habit than hope; and the fight was on.|Ma Pettengill|Harry Leon Wilson|sfw
09:47|09:47|When I’m hungry again I check Watch but he only says 09:47. Cartoons are over so I watch football and the planet where people win prizes.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
09:47|9:47|Finally at 9:47, the call came. Elaine answered, listened for a second, then silently handed me the receiver. “I want you to be my Secretary of State.”|Madam Secretary|Madeleine Albright|unknown
09:47|9:47 a.m.|9:47 a.m. Or gone to Las Vegas and got married.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
09:47|9.47 in the morning|Normally I would have been at school at 9.47 in the morning, but I had a doctors appointment with an ear, nose and throat specialist, who was going to tell me why I suffered so many sinus infections.|When You Are Mine|Michael Robotham|unknown
09:47|9:47 a.m.|9:47 a.m. (35 minutes captive)<br/>1 lighter, 3 bottles of vodka, 1 pair of scissors, no plan.|The Girls I've Been|Tess Sharpe|unknown
09:47|9:47|At 9:47 the next morning, the Tamarack County Sheriff's Department received a call. Cork and McDougal were the first to arrive on the scene.|Corpus Delicti|William Kent Krueger|sfw
09:47|thirteen minutes to ten|For Hunter, who was trained to note times exactly, the final emergency started at thirteen minutes to ten.|Elegy for a Revolutionary|C.J. Driver|sfw
09:48|nine-forty-eight|"This is the body I first saw at nine-forty-eight on Friday the fifteenth of October at Innocent House, Innocent Walk, Wapping."|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
09:50|9:50|"I should have known," said Maddy. It was typical for the church to be nearly empty at 9:50 and full at 9:59.|Blood Stained|Gayl Siegel|sfw
09:50|ten to ten|She reaches Radiance at ten to ten, early for once, and lets herself in with her key, and puts on the mauve-and-aqua smock that Shanita designed for them so the customers will know they aren’t customers themselves.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
09:50|Ten minutes to ten|Philip Lombard said:<br>“What’s the time now?”<br>“Ten minutes to ten, sir.”<br>Lombard’s eyebrows rose. He nodded slowly to himself.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
09:50|9:50 a.m.|9:50 a.m. Hmmm. Think will go inspect makeup in case he does come in.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
09:50|ten minutes to ten.|Ten minutes to ten. "I had just time to hide the bottle (after the nurse had left me) when you came into my room."|The Law and the Lady|Wilkie Collins|unknown
09:51|9:51 A.M.|9:51 A.M.<br/>J.J. shook his head in disgust as he looked over the shambles that was the gantry. Dr. Andros had just phoned from Command, asked him to undertake a preliminary assessment of the condition of the facility, just to ballpark the extent of damage. The assignment was already depressing him.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:52|9:52|She caught the 9:52 to Victoria. I kept well clear of her on the train and picked her up as she went through the barrier.|Call for the Dead|John le Carré|unknown
09:53|seven minutes to ten|People did not speak to her in such a manner. Her father was a lawyer. It was seven minutes to ten.|Carrie|Stephen King|unknown
09:53|seven minutes to ten|Miss Pettigrew went to the bus-stop to await a bus. She could not afford the fare, but she could still less afford to lose a possible situation by being late. The bus deposited her about five minutes' walk from Onslow Mansions, and at seven minutes to ten precisely she was outside her destination.|Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day|Winifred Watson|unknown
09:54|9:54|9:54 This is sheer torture. My arms have never ached so much in my entire life. The blankets weigh a ton, and the sheets won't go straight and I have no idea how to do the wretched corners. How do chambermaids do it?|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
09:55|five minutes to ten precisely|On Tuesday, 17 October, at five minutes to ten precisely, Father Martin made his way from the small turret room he occupied at the south of the house, down the twisting stairs and along the corridor to Father Sebastian's study.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
09:55|five minutes to ten|They were to call for her at her house in the Taurida Gardens at ten o’clock, but it was already five minutes to ten, and the girls were not yet dressed.<br>Natásha was going to her first grand ball. She had got up at eight that morning and had been in a fever of excitement and activity all day.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
09:55|five to ten|At five to ten I'm ready in the hall. Nathaniel's mother's house is nearby but apparently tricky to find, so the plan is to meet here and he'll walk me over. I check my reflection in the hall mirror and wince. The streak of bleach in my hair is as obvious as ever. Am I really going out in public like this?|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
09:55|five minutes to ten|"Good-morning, Lucien, good-morning", said Albert; "your punctuality really alarms me. What do I say? punctuality! You, whom I expected last, you arrive at five minutes to ten, when the time fixed was half-past! Has the ministry resigned?"|The Count of Monte Cristo|Alexandre Dumas|unknown
09:56|9:56 A.M.|9:56 A.M.<br/>Ally stepped out of the cab, holding the large leather‑bound portfolio, and checked the number on the card against the bronze plaque above the door. Winston Bartlett lived like a nineteenth‑century robber baron.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
09:57|9:57 A.M.|Friday 9:57 A.M.<br/>"We have detonation," Colonel Arkadi reported into his helmet mike. His twin-engine Foxhound was already in a steep fifty-degree bank.<br/>"We copy you," General Sokolov replied. "Can you confirm the kill?"|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|unknown
09:58|around ten o'clock|I didn't sleep too long, because I think it was only around ten o'clock when I woke up. I felt pretty hungry as soon as I had a cigarette. The last time I'd eaten was those two hamburgers I had with Brossard and Ackley when we went in to Agerstown to the movies. That was a long time ago. It seemed like fifty years ago.|Catcher in the Rye|J.D. Salinger|unknown
09:59|9:59|"I should have known," said Maddy. It was typical for the church to be nearly empty at 9:50 and full at 9:59.|Blood Stained|Gayl Siegel|sfw
09:59|One minute to ten|One minute to ten. With a heavy heart Bert watched the clock. His legs were still aching very badly. He could not see the hands of the clock moving, but they were creeping on all the same.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|At about ten o’clock the first tiny snowflakes came loitering down and settled on Jill’s arm. Ten minutes later they were falling quite thickly. In twenty minutes the ground was noticeably white.|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
10:00|Ten o’clock|Shanghai’s clocks were set an hour ahead so the city could "save daylight", but the Bai family said: “We go by the old clock.” Ten o’clock to them was eleven to everyone else. Their singing was behind the beat; they couldn’t keep up with the huqin [Chinese string instrument] producing bleak and desolate sounds of life.|Love in a Fallen City|Eileen Chang|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|It was at ten o’clock to-day that the first of all Time Machines began its career. I gave it a last tap, tried all the screws again, put one more drop of oil on the quartz rod, and sat myself in the saddle. I suppose a suicide who holds a pistol to his skull feels much the same wonder at what will come next as I felt then.|The Time Machine|H.G. Wells|nsfw
10:00|ten a.m.|If he jumps, he thinks, he will plummet, a slow sweep through empty space, a horrible way to die. He feels, momentarily, the heat of the impact, the ghostly wet of his skull collapsing. The illusion of weightlessness gives way. The elevator rebounds shut with a clang.<br>It’s a little after ten a.m. on a Saturday.|Real Life|Brandon Taylor|nsfw
10:00|ten-o’clock|The ten-o’clock breakfasters began to appear: nervous, little men, morose, preoccupied, who wiped their plates with crusts of bread; rude, massive women who, like primitive idols dug out of the soil, had grown rotten in the years; flowery dandies with repulsive faces, reminding him uncomfortably of illustrations in medical tracts.|Crazy Cook|Henry Miller|unknown
10:00|ten|There are some good things about living alone. The room is cool, but cool air tones up the skin. One nice thing about her job is that it doesn’t start until ten, which gives her a long morning, time to grow slowly into her day.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|At ten o’clock, he went to Shinjuku and bought a Fujitsu word processor with his credit card. It was the latest model, far lighter than earlier versions.|1Q84, Book One|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|"It was ten o’clock. And now he is dead, and the police will be called in, and I shall be suspected of having had a hand in it. Oh, yes, I am sure I shall."|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|Billy is ready to go early the next morning, but Bucky asks him to wait until ten o’clock because he has an errand to run. While he does it, Billy visits the summerhouse one final time. He takes the picture of the hedge animals off the wall and carries it to the end of the path.  He looks out over the gorge for a minute or two, across to the place where the reputedly haunted hotel once stood.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
10:00|10 o’clock|That first day was a madhouse, all right. I ran the Carolina Spin with Lane until 10 o’clock, then alone for the next ninety minutes while he rushed around the park putting out opening day fires.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
10:00|ten|At around ten every morning, my wife and I would take a cooler down to the beach. We’d lather up with sunblock, then sprawl out on mats on the sand. I’d listen to the Stones or Marvin Gaye on a Walkman, while my wife plowed through a paperback of Gone With the Wind. She claimed that she’d learned a lot about life from that book. I’d never read it, so I had no idea what she meant.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:00|ten|“My mother in law’s not a bad person. I don’t have any negative feelings toward her. It’s just that she’s the nervous type, and has always relied too much on other people. Do you understand the situation?”<br>“I think so,” I said.<br>She crossed her legs, waiting for me to write something new on my pad. But I didn’t write anything down.<br>“She called us at ten one Sunday morning. Two Sundays—ten days—ago.”<br>At ten I turned off the TV, went back to my room, and went to sleep.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|She spent that night in Junpei’s room. They drank wine—a gift from the restaurant—had sex, and went to sleep. When Junpei woke at ten o’clock the next morning, she was gone, leaving only an indentation like a missing memory in the pillow next to his, and a note: “I have to go to work. Get in touch with me if you like.” She included her cell phone number.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|nsfw
10:00|ten o’clock|A new life opening up for me at the Villa Borghese. Only ten o’clock and we have already had breakfast and been out for a walk.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|Anyway, when he looked at his watch again it was ten o’clock. At ten o’clock she was lying on the divan with her boobies in her hands. That’s the way he gives it to me—in driblets.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
10:00|ten o’clock|The heat had started in the small hours of the morning, swiftly building up. Around ten o’clock, it had fully erupted into being, just after Turks and Greeks on each side of the Green Line had finished their morning coffees.|The Island of Missing Trees|Elif Shafak|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|By ten o’clock she was ravenous. She cooked herself a huge brunch and ate every bite. Then she took her movie back to Blockbuster and asked if they had 𝘒𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. They didn’t, but after ten minutes of browsing, she settled on a substitute called 𝘓𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘦𝘧𝘵.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
10:00|Ten o’clock|Ten o’clock the mail comes up. Sometimes you get the torn envelope.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock in the morning|Frodo woke and found himself lying in bed. <br>"Where am I, and what is the time?" he said aloud to the ceiling.<br>"In the House of Elrond, and it is ten o’clock in the morning," said Gandalf. "It is the morning of October the twenty-fourth, if you want to know."|The Fellowship of the Ring|J.R.R. Tolkien|unknown
10:00|ten in the morning|They brought him back to the ward about ten in the morning—"Fulla piss an’ vinegar, buddies; they checked my plugs and cleaned my points, and I got a glow on like a Model T spark coil. Ever use one of those coils around Halloween time? 𝘡𝘢𝘮! Good clean fun."|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
10:00|ten o’clock|Hours of sitting and watching, and all she had to report back to the hungry beaks of Ballinacroagh’s ten o’clock parishioners was a sinful Benny Corcoran and a bunch of dirty tinkers. It was simply not good enough for a week’s work.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
10:00|ten in the morning|It was ten in the morning, and Lars was just about to make the drive to the old butcher shop to acquire the key ingredient for the surprise when Amy Jo and Wojtek Dragelski’s Mazda 626 pulled into a guest parking space outside.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|They were to call for her at her house in the Taurida Gardens at ten o’clock, but it was already five minutes to ten, and the girls were not yet dressed.<br>Natásha was going to her first grand ball. She had got up at eight that morning and had been in a fever of excitement and activity all day.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
10:00|ten o’clock|Meanwhile, the blood of the city’s saints had taken on a whole range of properties hitherto unknown to science. One lady’s was liquefying at precisely ten o’clock every Tuesday, while San Giovanni’s bubbled away obligingly whenever it heard Holy Scripture.|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
10:00|ten o'clock|In assaying to put on his regimental coat and waistcoat, my uncle Toby found the same objection in his wig, so that went off too; So that with one thing and what with another, as always falls out when a man is in the most haste, 'twas ten o'clock, which was half an hour later than his usual time, before my uncle Toby sallied out.|Tristram Shandy|Laurence Sterne|unknown
10:00|an hour ago since it was nine|’Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more ‘twill be eleven.|As You Like It|William Shakespeare|unknown
10:00|ten|For some seconds the light went on becoming brighter and brighter, and she saw everything more and more clearly and the clock ticked louder and louder until there was a terrific explosion right in her ear. Orlando leapt as if she had been violently struck on the head. Ten times she was struck. In fact it was ten o'clock in the morning. It was the eleventh of October. It was 1928. It was the present moment.|Orlando|Virginia Woolf|unknown
10:00|10:00|The trial was irretrievably over; everything that could be said had been said, but he had never doubted that he would lose. The written verdict was handed down at 10:00 on Friday morning, and all that remained was a summing up from the reporters waiting in the corridor outside the district court.|The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo|Stieg Larsson|unknown
10:00|10 am|According to military records no US bombers or any other kind of aircraft were flying over that region at the time, that is around 10 am on November 7, 1944.|Kafka on the Shore|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:00|ten o'clock|At about ten o'clock in the morning the sun threw a bright dust-laden bar through one of the side windows, and in and out of the beam flies shot like rushing stars.|Of Mice And Men|John Steinbeck|unknown
10:00|ten o' clock|I went to bed and the next thing I knew I was awake again and it was getting on for ten o' clock in the morning. Ring, ring, said the telephone, ring, ring.|The Medusa Frequency|Russell Hoban|unknown
10:00|ten o'clock|If Wednesday should ever come! It did come, and exactly when it might be reasonably looked for. It came - it was fine - and Catherine trod on air. By ten o'clock, the chaise and four conveyed the two from the abbey; and, after an agreeable drive of almost twenty miles, they entered Woodston, a large and populous village, in a situation not unpleasant.|Northanger Abbey|Jane Austen|unknown
10:00|ten|King Richard: Well, but what's o'clock?<br/>Buckingham: Upon the stroke of ten.|Richard III|William Shakespeare|unknown
10:00|10 o’clock|Monday 30 March 1668 Up betimes, and so to the office, there to do business till about 10 o’clock|The Diary of Samuel Pepys|Samuel Pepys|unknown
10:00|10 o'clock|On July 25th, 8:30 a.m. the bitch Novaya dies whelping. At 10 o'clock she is lowered into her cool grave, at 7:30 that same evening we see our first floes and greet them wishing they were the last.|The Terrors of Ice and Darkness|Christoph Ransmayr|nsfw
10:00|Ten|The pundit sighed. "Only a fool like me would leave his door open when a riot can occur at any moment, and only a fool like me would say yes to you," he said. "What time?" <br/> Just his head was sticking out of the partially opened door. The money from blessing the ice-cream factory must have dulled his desire for work, I thought. <br/> "Ten."<br/>"Ten-thirty." Without another word, he closed the door.|An Obedient Father|Akhil Sharma|unknown
10:00|ten o' clock|The Saturday immediately preceding the examinations was a very busy day for Kennedy. At ten o' clock he was entering Willey's room; the latter had given him a key and left the room vacant by previous arrangement - in fact he had taken Olivia on another house hunting trip.|The Greeks Have a Word for It|Barry Unsworth|unknown
10:00|ten in the morning|The summer holidays were near at hand when I made up my mind to break out of the weariness of school-life for one day at least. With Leo Dillon and a boy named Mahoney I planned a day's mitching. Each of us saved up sixpence. We were to meet at ten in the morning on the Canal Bridge.|Dubliners|James Joyce|unknown
10:01|10:01 A.M.|10:01 A.M.<br>Goddamn cataclysmic devastation, pretty much.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
10:01|10:01 A.M.|10:01 A.M.<br/>Dr. Abdoul Kirwani, ambassador of the Islamic Republic of Pakistan to the United States of America, sat rigidly facing the small desk in the Oval Office. When the call requesting a meeting had come from Johan Hansen's chief of staff the previous evening, he had hastily sent a secure telex to Islamabad to inquire if he needed any updating.<br/>He did. And it was a disaster.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
10:01|about ten o'clock|At about ten o'clock in the morning the sun threw a bright dust-laden bar through one of the side windows, and in and out of the beam flies shot like rushing stars.'|Of Mice And Men|John Steinbeck|unknown
10:02|two minutes after ten|It was two minutes after ten; she was not satisfied with her clothes, her face, her apartment. She heated the coffee again and sat down in the chair by the window. Can't do anything more now, she thought, no sense trying to improve anything the last minute.|The Daemon Lover|Shirley Jackson|unknown
10:03|10.03|It's 10.03 according to his watch, and he is travelling down through the Scottish highlands to Inverness, tired and ever-so-slightly anxious in case he falls asleep between now and when the train reaches the station, and misses his cue to say to Alice, Drew and Aleesha: 'OK, this is Inverness, let's move it.'|“Vanilla-Bright like Eminem” from The Farenheit Twins|Michel Faber|unknown
10:03|10.03|The date was the 14th of May and the clock on his desk said the time was twenty three minutes past ten, so he tapped in the numbers 10.23. At least, that's what he meant to do. In fact he typed in the numbers 10.03.|Ctrl-Z|Andrew Norriss|unknown
10:04|10:04|On Saturday. November 12. 1955, the Hill Valley Courthouses clock tower was struck by lightning, which poured 1.21 gigawatts of energy into the structure. Time stood still at 10:04 on the clocks face from that day on.|Back to the Future: Race through Time|Marc Sumerak|unknown
10:05|five past ten|We both watch as a pair of swans sail regally under the little bridge. Then I glance at my watch. It's already five past ten. “We should get going,” I say with a little start. Your mother will be waiting.”<br/>“There's no rush,” Nathaniel calls as I hasten down the other side of the bridge. “We've got all day.” He lopes down the bridge. “It's OK. You can slow down.” I try to match his relaxed pace. But I'm not used to this easy rhythm. I'm used to striding along crowded pavements, fighting my way, pushing and elbowing.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
10:07|10:07 a.m.|10:07 a.m. Access letter only, about nonpayment of minimum payment. Try to remember what was looking for. Restart quest for handbag.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
10:07|10.07 am|10.07 am: In a meeting with Rod, Momo and Guy. We are rehearsing the final for the third time, with Rod and Guy taking the parts of the clients, when Rod's secretary, Lorraine, bursts in.|I Don't Know How She Does It|Allison Pearson|unknown
10:08|eight minutes past ten|Chief Superintendent Adam Dalgliesh turned from his inspection of the dead girl's clothes, his six feet two inches uncomfortably trapped between the foot of the bed and the wardrobe door. He looked at his watch. It was eight minutes past ten.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
10:08|ten eight|"My watch is always a little fast," I said. "What time do you make it now?"<br/>"Ten eight."<br/>"Ten eighteen by mine. You see."|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|unknown
10:09|10:09|He followed the squeals down a hallway. A wall clock read 8:09-10:09 Dallas time.|American Tabloid|James Ellroy|unknown
10:10|10:10 A.M.|10:10 A.M.<br>To Braque, the Humanities dorm was like an icicle up the glory hole. She’d put it down as her fifth choice of five. Only after getting to school did she learn that anyone who’d put it down as 𝘢𝘯𝘺 choice got stuck there.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
10:10|10:10|10:10 Shot is fired.|The Hollow Man|John Dickson Carr|unknown
10:10|ten minutes past 10|Saturday morning was bright and sunny, and at ten minutes past 10 Donald arrived at the Embankment entrance of Charing Cross Underground Station, carrying a small suitcase full of clothes suitable for outdoor sports and pastimes.|England, Their England|A.G. Macdonell|unknown
10:10|Ten minutes later|At about ten o’clock the first tiny snowflakes came loitering down and settled on Jill’s arm. Ten minutes later they were falling quite thickly. In twenty minutes the ground was noticeably white.|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
10:11|eleven minutes past ten|It was a fine summer morning. The hands of the Dutch clock in the hall pointed to thirteen minutes past nine; those of the ormolu clock in the sitting-room to eleven minutes past ten; those of the carriage clock on the bookshelf to fourteen minutes to six.|Three Men and a Maid|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
10:12|ten twelve|“I'll take the coffee tray out,” I suggest humbly. As I pick it up I glance again at my watch. Ten twelve. I wonder if they've started the meeting.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
10:12|10:12 a.m.|He stood up once, early on, to lock his office door, and then he was reading the last page, and it was exactly 10:12 a.m., and the sun beating on his office windows was a different sun from the one he'd always known.|Freedom|Jonathan Franzen|unknown
10:13|thirteen minutes past ten|"By the bye," said the first, "I was able this morning to telegraph the very words of the order to my cousin at seventeen minutes past ten."<br/>"And I sent it to the Daily Telegraph at thirteen minutes past ten."<br/>"Bravo, Mr. Blount!"<br/>"Very good, M. Jolivet."|Michel Strogoff|Jules Verne|unknown
10:13|ten-thirteen|"It's ten-thirteen," announced Clancy. "In two more minutes-"<br/>"Post time," I said.|The Anthem Sprinters|Ray Bradbury|unknown
10:14|ten fourteen|Okay. Ten fourteen: Mrs. Narada reports that her cat has been attacked by a large dog. Now I send all the boys out looking, but they don't find anything until eleven. Then one of them calls in that a big dog has just bitten holes in the tires on his golf cart and run off.|Coyote Blue|Christopher Moore|unknown
10:15|a quarter past ten|Domino two had me standing sentinel in Mr. Meek’s room watching through the crack in the door. Due to his advanced state of decay, our loyal boiler room mascot wasn’t in on the great escape, but his room was opposite mine, and he understood “Shush!” At a quarter past ten Ernie went to Reception to announce my death to Nurse Noakes.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
10:15|quarter past ten|When she finally struggled awake—headachey, miserable, feeling hungover—the other half of the bed was empty. Bob had turned his clock back around, and she saw it was quarter past ten. It was the latest she’d slept in years, but of course she hadn’t dropped off until first light, and such sleep as she’d gotten was populated with horrors.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
10:15|10.15|At 10.15 Arlena departed from her rondezvous, a minute or two later Patrick Redfern came down and registered surprise, annoyance, etc. Christine's task was easy enough. Keeping her own watch concealed she asked Linda at twenty-five past eleven what time it was. Linda looked at her watch and replied that it was a quarter to twelve.|Evil Under the Sun|Agatha Christie|unknown
10:16|10:16|10:16 At last. Forty minutes of hard work and I have made precisely one bed. I'm way behind. But never mind. Just keep moving. Laundry next.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
10:17|10.17am|She looked at the corner of the screen. It was only 10.17am. She’d been at her desk for forty-seven minutes exactly.|New York Valentine|Carmen Reid|unknown
10:17|seventeen minutes past ten|"By the bye," said the first, "I was able this morning to telegraph the very words of the order to my cousin at seventeen minutes past ten."<br/>"And I sent it to the Daily Telegraph at thirteen minutes past ten."<br/>"Bravo, Mr. Blount!"<br/>"Very good, M. Jolivet."|Michel Strogoff|Jules Verne|unknown
10:18|10:18 A.M.|Wednesday 10:18 A.M.<br/>Kenji Nogami sat upright at his wide oak desk, waiting for the phone to ring. How would Michael play it? Admittedly it was smart to keep everything close to the chest, but still. He would have felt better if Michael Vance, Jr., had favored him with a little more trust.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
10:18|10:18|I know that it was 10:18 when I got home because I look at my watch a lot.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
10:19|10:19 A.M.|Friday 10:19 A.M.<br/>"Altitude seventy-three thousand feet. Airspeed nine thousand knots.”<br/>"Petra, raise helmet." He was slowly regaining his sight as the G-loads began to recede. The cockpit was an oven, overwhelming its environmental control equipment, clear evidence vehicle skin temperature had exceeded design.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
10:20|Ten twenty|A May wind, swelling up like a piece of fruit, with a rough outer skin, slimy flesh, dozens of seeds. The flesh split open in midair, spraying seeds like gentle buckshot into the bare skin of my arms, leaving behind a faint trace of pain.<br>“What time is it?” my cousin asked me. About eight inches shorter than me, he had to look up when he talked.<br>I glanced at my watch. “Ten twenty.”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:20|In twenty minutes|At about ten o’clock the first tiny snowflakes came loitering down and settled on Jill’s arm. Ten minutes later they were falling quite thickly. In twenty minutes the ground was noticeably white.|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
10:21|10.21|Liz Headleand stares into the mirror, as though entranced. She does not see herself or the objects on her dressing-table. The clock abruptly jerks to 10.21.|The Radiant Way|Margaret Drabble|unknown
10:22|10:22|I listened to them, and listened to them again, and then before I had time to figure out what to do, or even what to think or feel, the phone started ringing. It was 10:22:27. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was him.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
10:23|twenty three minutes past ten|The date was the 14th of May and the clock on his desk said the time was twenty three minutes past ten, so he tapped in the numbers 10.23. At least, that's what he meant to do. In fact he typed in the numbers 10.03|Ctrl-Z|Andrew Norriss|unknown
10:25|10:25|Dalgliesh reflected that Etienne could hardly have devised a more effective deterrent to visitors and for a moment he wondered whether to walk the half-mile rather than risk his suspension. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was 10:25. He would arrive precisely on time.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
10:25|10:25 AM|As four armed and armored FBI teams surrounded the warehouse at 10:25 AM, the only person missing was Ned Jennings.|An Advent for Religious Liberty|Ray Keating|sfw
10:25|10:25|10:25: Phone call from Lüding, very worked up, urging me to return at once and get in touch with Alois, who was equally worked up.|The Lost Honour of Katharina Blum|Heinrich Böll|unknown
10:25|10:25|One meal is enough now, topped up with a glucose shot. Sleep is still 'black', completely unrefreshing. Last night I took a 16 mm. film of the first three hours, screened it this morning at the lab. The first true-horror movie. I looked like a half-animated corpse. Woke 10:25. To sleep 3:45.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
10:26|10:26|10:26 No. Please, no. I can hardly bear to look. It's a total disaster. Everything in the washing machine has gone pink. Every single thing. What happened? With trembling fingers I pick out a damp cashmere cardigan. It was a cream when I put it in. It's now a sickly shade of candy floss.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
10:26|ten-twenty-six|In the exact centre of my visual field was the alarm clock, hands pointing to ten-twenty-six. An alarm clock I received as a memento of somebody's wedding.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:27|twenty-seven minutes past 10|Mr. Harcourt woke up with mysterious suddenness at twenty-seven minutes past 10, and, by a curious coincidence, it was at that very instant that the butler came in with two footmen laden with trays of whisky, brandy, syphons, glasses, and biscuits.|England, Their England|A.G. Macdonell|unknown
10:27|10:27 a.m.|She is on holiday in Norfolk. The substandard clock radio says 10:27 a.m. The noise is Katrina the Cleaner thumping the hoover against the skirting boards and the bedroom doors. Her hand is asleep. It is still hooked through the handstrap of the camera. She unhooks it and shakes it to get the blood back into it. She puts her feet on top of her trainers and slides them across the substandard carpet. It has the bare naked feet of who knows how many hundreds of dead or old people on it.|The Accidental|Ali Smith|unknown
10:29|Ten twenty nine|Even when I had to say something, the right words just wouldn’t come out. And every time I hesitated, every time I swallowed back something I was about to say, my cousin looked at me with a slightly confused look on his face. His left ear tilted ever so slightly toward me. <br>“What time is it now?” he asked me.<br>“Ten twenty nine,” I replied.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:30|Ten-thirty|Ten-thirty the Public Relation comes in with a ladies’ club following him. He claps his fat hands at the day-room door. <br>“Oh, hello, guys; stiff lip, stiff lip ... look around, girls; isn’t it clean, so bright? This is Miss Ratched. I chose this ward because it’s 𝘩𝘦𝘳 ward. She’s, girls, just like a mother. Not that I mean age, but you girls understand ...”|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
10:30|ten-thirty|He checked on Anderson and saw she was still sleeping like a stone. Gardener had decided to wake Bobbi up by ten-thirty if she hadn’t awakened on her own.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
10:30|exactly half past 10 o’clock|“So be it, then,” replied the count; and extending his hand towards a calendar suspended near the chimney piece, he said, “today is the 21st of February”, and drawing out his watch, added, “it is exactly half past 10 o’clock. Now promise me to remember this, and expect me on the 21st of May at half past 10 in the forenoon.”|The Count of Monte Cristo|Alexandre Dumas|unknown
10:30|ten thirty|At ten thirty, Kendra found herself on the couch again, this time with Christy. She felt uncomfortable sitting next to her, especially after the barrage of hate her coworkers had thrown at the blonde, but Christy seemed unusually approachable right then, all smiles and laughs and easy-flowing gestures.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
10:30|10.30 a.m.|10.30 a.m. Break|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
10:30|ten thirty|according to the clock on the wall, it is barely ten thirty.|The Hours|Michael Cunningham|unknown
10:30|ten-thirty|At ten-thirty I'm cleaned up, shaved and dressed in my Easter best - a two-piece seersucker Palm Beach I've had since college.|The Sportswriter|Richard Ford|unknown
10:31|10.31 a.m.|Inspector Sanderson has told us that he examined the safe at 10.31 a.m. and found two good-sized drops of blood on the bottom.|The Red Thumb Mark|R. Austin Freeman|sfw
10:32|10:32 AM|Date: Sat, 16 May 2009 10:32 AM<br/>Subject: RE: Meteorite<br/>Dear Alex<br/> I'm very well (thank you for asking), and I'm delighted to hear you're feeling so much better. With regard to your meteorite, this is an extremely generous offer (and a very welcome one!) but I need to be sure that it's definitely what you want.|The Universe versus Alex Woods|Gavin Extence|sfw
10:32|ten thirty-two|It was ten thirty-two when the bus finally rolled into view.<br>The bus that came was a new type, not like the one I used to take to high school.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
10:33|10:33 A.M.|"The time checks out. December 12, 10:33 A.M. James says the caller disguised their voice. We found a commercial voice changer at the house, in her bedroom."|The Big Law|Chuck Logan|sfw
10:34|10:34 a.m.|10:34 a.m. on 198.088, the lights went out in Labrador, and the backup generators came on, but Labrador's sunline stayed off.|Aurora|Kim Stanley Robinson|sfw
10:35|10:35|It was 10:35 and Brenda Pridmore, at the reception desk at the rear of the main hall of Hoggart's Laboratory, watched wide-eyed while Inspector Blakelock drew toward him the first labeled bag of exhibits from the clunch pit murder.|Death of an Expert Witness|P.D. James|sfw
10:36|ten thirty-six|"Strand post mark and dispatched ten thirty-six," said Holmes reading it over and over. "Mr. Overton was evidently considerably excited when he sent it over and somewhat incoherent in consequence."|The Adventure of the Missing Three-Quarter|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
10:37|10.37 a.m.|"I quite agree with you," said Mr. Murbles. "It is a most awkward situation. Lady Dormer died at precisely 10.37 a.m. on November 11th."|The Unpleasantness at the Bellona Club|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
10:38|10:38 A.M.|10:38 A.M.<br/>Winston Bartlett was not finding himself entirely satisfied with the way things were going. As he looked her over, he had a lot on his mind. This was the woman who shared his rare blood type and could represent his last hope.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
10:38|10:38|There must be a solution, there must be. Frantically I scan the cans of products stacked on the shelves. Stain Away. Vanish. There has to be a remedy. ... I just need to think. ... 10:38 OK, I have the answer. It may not totally work—but it's my best shot.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
10:38|twenty-two minutes before eleven|“At what time will it be ready?” asked Mr. Codlin faintly.<br/>“It’ll be done to a turn,” said the landlord looking up to the clock – and the very clock had a colour in its fat white face, and looked a clock for Jolly Sandboys to consult – “it’ll be done to a turn at twenty-two minutes before eleven.”|The Old Curiosity Shop|Charles Dickens|unknown
10:39|10:39 a.m.|However, I can't allow you to pay for my travel expenses, as we are strangers and nothing may come of our meeting. My flight arrives at 10:39 a.m.|Duncan's Bride|Linda Howard|sfw
10:40|Ten-forty in the morning|"Ten-forty in the morning is hardly an appropriate time to begin imbibing, so I suggest you take it with you. I don't suppose you'll be staying long."|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
10:40|10:40|There, at 10:40, the plasma engines would ignite at full burn to start the rapid straight-line acceleration that would give them the ten-thousand-kilometers-an-hour speed needed to coast quickly along the Normal-Space tunnel linking the Gates.|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|sfw
10:40|It’s twenty to eleven|When fifteen minutes have passed and the bogus DPW truck hasn’t returned, Billy decides they have either moved on to another part of the city, maybe to check out the house on Evergreen Street, or have gone back to the McMansion to await further orders from Nick. He closes the curtain, shutting out the view, and looks at his watch. It’s twenty to eleven. How time flies when you’re having fun, he thinks.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
10:40|10:40|10:40: Call from Katharina asking me whether I had really said what was in the News.|The Lost Honour of Katharina Blum|Heinrich Böll|unknown
10:41|10:41|An old man in a condominium apartment facing the sea was looking out his sixth-floor window at the time of the explosion and was able to fix the time of it at precisely 10:41 Eastern Daylight Time.|Cinnamon Skin|John D. MacDonald|sfw
10:41|10:41|He climbed into the front seat and started the car. It started with a merry powerful hum, ready to go. "There, the bastards", said Julian, and smashed the clock with the bottom of the bottle, to give them an approximate time. It was 10:41.|Appointment in Samarra|John O'Hara|nsfw
10:42|10:42|Ellis scanned the wall-mounted clocks spanning four time zones. The local time read 10:42. Had word of his gaffe already gone all the way to Trimble?|Sold on a Monday|Kristina McMorris|sfw
10:43|10.43 a.m|24 January, 10.43 a.m: one month and two days later I wonder if I should worry about the fact that my darling boyfriend bought me a birthday present that has the potential to cause instant death...|The Wish List|Jane Costello|unknown
10:44|forty-four minutes past ten|At the words, “One thousand pounds to the person who unmasks Lady Whistledown,” the clock read forty-four minutes past ten.|Romancing Mr. Bridgerton|Julia Quinn|unknown
10:45|quarter to eleven|Ramona Norville turned out to be a broad-shouldered, heavy-breasted, jovial woman of sixty or so with flushed cheeks, a Marine haircut, and a take-no-prisoners handshake. She was waiting for Tess outside the library, in the middle of the parking space reserved for Today’s Author of Note. Instead of wishing Tess a very good morning (it was quarter to eleven), or complimenting her on her earrings (diamond drops, an extravagance reserved for her few dinners out and engagements like this), she asked a man’s question: had Tess come by the 84?|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
10:45|quarter to eleven|"If this is so, we have now to determine what Barker and Mrs. Douglas, presuming they are not the actual murderers, would have been doing from quarter to eleven, when the sound of the shot brought them down, until quarter past eleven, when they rang for the bell and summoned the servants."|The Valley of Fear|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
10:45|quarter to eleven|They reached King's Cross at a quarter to eleven. Mr. Weasley dashed across the road to get trolleys for their trunks and they all hurried into the station.|Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets|J.K. Rowling|unknown
10:46|10:46 am|He reached blindly for his phone and flicked it open. 10:46 am. Shit. Already late for work and… then, he remembered.|Wimmera|Mark Brandi|nsfw
10:47|10:47 a.m.|10:47 a.m. I'll just send him a tiny friendly message, nothing flirtatious, just to restore good relations.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
10:47|10.47|He whistles in the shower. It is 10.47 and he is ready for the off.|Trumpet|Jackie Kay|unknown
10:47|10.47 a.m.|I reach for my phone and call Sam. His number is still disconnected. I plug in the USB again, make a fresh attempt at going through his files. My coffee grows cold and my back aches as I stare at the screen. It doesn’t amount to anything. I glanced at the time. 10.47 a.m.|The Ex-Husband|Karen Hamilton|unknown
10:48|10:48|Alex is. Well, Alex is probably losing his mind. It’s 10:48. He’s pacing. He threw his jacket and tie over the back of the chair as soon as he returned to his room, and he’s got the first two buttons of his dress shirt undone. His hands are twisted up in his hair. This is fine. It’s fine. It’s definitely a terrible idea. But it’s fine.|Red, White and Royal Blue|Casey McQuinston|unknown
10:48|10.48am|At 10.48am, I closed my folder but didn't bother putting it back in my bag, so you knew I was on my way to a committee or meeting room nearby. Before I stood up, I folded my paper napkin and put it and the spoon into my coffee cup, a neat sort of person, you thought.|Apple Tree Yard|Louise Doughty|unknown
10:49|10:49 A.M.|10:49 A.M.<br/>As Ally watched Winston Bartlett sweep from the room, she was still trying to take measure of the man. What troubled her was why Grant and Bartlett were both so anxious to get her and her mother out to the clinic.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
10:49|forty-nine minutes past ten|By forty-nine minutes past ten, we fall in again with a fine portion of the ancient road, which the modern track constantly follows, and descend by some steep windings, hewn in the side of a precipitous cliff, to the place where the Ouad-el-Haoud commences.|Narrative of a Journey Round the Dead Sea and in the Bible Lands in 1850 and 1851|Félicien de Saulcy|sfw
10:50|10.50 a.m.|10.50 a.m. Art class with Mrs. Peters|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
10:50|ten to eleven|As he walked back to the flight office, airmen were forming a line to await the arrival of the NAAFI van with morning tea and cakes. Lambert looked at his watch; it was ten to eleven.|Bomber|Len Deighton|unknown
10:51|nine minutes to eleven|At nine minutes to eleven on Monday a blond young woman with what amounted to a crew cut came out of Susan's office and took her yellow slicker off the rack and went out of the waiting room without looking at me.|Crimson Joy|Robert Parker|sfw
10:52|eight minutes to eleven|It was now eight minutes to eleven, and he bagan to feel rather cross and impatient. There was nothing to do in the big, ugly, stately room into which he had been shown.|From Out of the Vasty Deep|Marie Belloc Lowndes|sfw
10:53|10.53 hrs|He begins to make a record of our observations."10.53 hrs," he writes, as we crouch at the top of the stairs, listening to his mother in the hall below.|Spies|Michael Frayn|unknown
10:53|10:53|I gaze and gaze again at that face, which seems to me both strange and familiar, said Austerlitz, I run the tape back repeatedly, looking at the time indicator in the top left-hand corner of the screen, where the figures covering part of her forehead show the minutes and seconds, from 10:53 to 10:57, while the hundredths of a second flash by so fast that you cannot read and capture them.|Austerlitz|W.G. Sebald|unknown
10:53|nearly eleven|There was a movement and an exclamation from my right, and peering through the floom I saw Whitney, pale, haggard, and unkempt, staring out at me.<br>“My God! It’s Watson,” said he. He was in a pitiable state of reaction, with every nerve in a twitter. “I say, Watson, what o’clock is it?”<br>“Nearly eleven.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|sfw
10:54|10:54 A.M.|It was 10:54 A.M. Her telephone call would come in a minute. They were at different times each morning and she had a plastic laminated chart that told her what time to expect the call on each day.|Last Call|Warren Murphy and Richard Sapir|sfw
10:54|10:54 a.m.|"I'm telling you that you paid 6,495 into Bennington's Bank in the High Street at 10:54 a.m. today," insisted Frost.<br/>"And I'm telling you I did not" spat the man.|Hard Frost|R.D. Wingfield|sfw
10:55|ten-fifty-five|The call came on his dedicated mobile at ten-fifty-five, while he was adding to his selection of organic vegetables, and was Kate's voice. "We have a case. The apparent murder of a patient at a private clinic in Stoke Cheverell, in Dorset. It's in a manor house."|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
10:55|ten-fifty-five|But this meeting, called in Assistant Commissioner Harkness's office on the seventh floor of New Scotland Yard at ten-fifty-five on the morning of Saturday, 23 October, had, from his first entry into the room, the unmistakable presaging of murder.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
10:55|10:55|At 10:55 they would enter the Farholme Gate, emerging a mere ten and a half minutes later at Bannermere Gate. Forty light-years away.|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
10:55|10:55|“She sat down facing the empty desk, smiled at it in a way she hoped showed competence and intelligence, then sighed and slumped back and checked her watch. The interview was for eleven o’clock. It was 10:55.”|The Grammarians: A Novel|Cathleen Schine|unknown
10:55|five minutes to eleven|The clock was still saying five minutes to eleven when Pooh and Piglet set out on their way half an hour later.|The House at Pooh Corner|A.A. Milne|unknown
10:55|five minutes to eleven|Mr. Justice Wargrave said:<br>“It is now five minutes to eleven. I think we should summon Miss Brent to join our conclave.”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
10:56|four minutes to eleven|"Here's your clock, Katy," he said. "I've got it fixed so that it strikes all right. Only you must be careful not to hit the stiker when you start the pendulum."<br/>"Have you really?" said Katy. "Why, Dorry, you're a genius! I'm ever so much obliged."<br/>"It's four minutes to eleven now," went on Dorry.|What Katy Did|Susan Coolidge|sfw
10:57|10.57|I run the tape back repeatedly, looking at the time indicator in the top left-hand corner of the screen, where the figures covering part of her forehead show the minutes and seconds, from 10.53 to 10.57.|Austerlitz|W. G. Sebald|unknown
10:58|10:58|One day Joe was sitting in the office waiting for his 11 o'clock appointment, and at 10:58 this black gal came in.|Lightning Rods|Helen DeWitt|unknown
10:59|a minute before eleven|She had just returned from the only shopping she needed to do that day, and it was still a minute before eleven.|That Hideous Strength|C.S. Lewis|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|"The Population Police require your attendance at a meeting at eleven o'clock in the town square. You will be issued a new identity card. No other cards or papers will be valid after these cards are issued," Luke said in a rush.|Among the Free|Margaret Peterson Haddix|sfw
11:00|eleven|Shanghai’s clocks were set an hour ahead so the city could "save daylight", but the Bai family said: “We go by the old clock.” Ten o’clock to them was eleven to everyone else. Their singing was behind the beat; they couldn’t keep up with the huqin [Chinese string instrument] producing bleak and desolate sounds of life.|Love in a Fallen City|Eileen Chang|unknown
11:00|11 o’clock|A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, 11 o’clock.|Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone|J.K. Rowling|unknown
11:00|eleven|She quit at eleven. Fuck it. She went around the house to the shed, got the spade and shovel, paused, and added a crowbar. She started out of the shed, went back, and took a screwdriver and an adjustable wrench from the toolbox.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw
11:00|11 a.m.|Baba Diop spent the final thirty-six hours of his life at Fleury-Mérogis. At 11 a.m. pm on the second day, he was stabbed in the throat with a sharpened comb while being led under escort to the governor’s office.|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock in the morning|An ending, then. November 11, 1991, at eleven o’clock in the morning, the eleventh hour of the eleventh month. It’s a Monday.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|She sat down facing the empty desk, smiled at it in a way she hoped showed competence and intelligence, then sighed and slumped back and checked her watch. The interview was for eleven o’clock. It was 10:55.|The Grammarians: A Novel|Cathleen Schine|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock in the morning|It was about eleven o’clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn’t care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four million dollars.|The Big Sleep|Raymond Chandler|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|She discovered the necessary servants by breakfasting in bed one morning (still at the hotel), and giving her maid a holiday on condition that the girl “would begin enjoying herself by fetching Miss Clack.” I found her placidly fanning herself in her dressing-gown at eleven o’clock.|The Moonstone|Wilkie Collins|unknown
11:00|11:00|Sue had only a driver’s permit, but she took the keys to her mother’s car from the pegboard beside the refrigerator and ran to the garage. The kitchen clock read exactly 11:00.|Carrie|Stephen King|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|The Delacours arrived the following morning at eleven o’clock. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were feeling quite resentful towards Fleur’s family by this time, and it was with an ill grace that Ron stumped back upstairs to put on matching socks, and Harry attempted to flatten his hair.|Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows|J.K. Rowling|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|It happened the Wednesday morning of my second week, when I was in the library making some Xeroxes for Dr. Roland before my eleven o’clock class.|The Secret History|Donna Tartt|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|The name of your supposed ghost is Linda Gray, and she was from Florence. That’s over South Carolina way. She and her boyfriend—if that’s what he was; the cops found no trace of him—spent her last night on earth at the Luna Inn, half a mile south of here along the beach. They entered Joyland around eleven o’clock the next day.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock in the morning|“Would you make up the bed for me?” the friend who died of a heart attack had asked his wife. He was a furniture designer. It was eleven o’clock in the morning.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|At eleven o’clock it was all settled; they were going to run away, to Borneo. F*** the husband! She never loved him anyway. She would never have written the first letter if the husband wasn’t old and passionless.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
11:00|eleven o’clock|Around eleven o’clock the door was unlocked. I readied myself to reject apologies and go for the jugular. A once stately woman sailed in. Seventy years old, eighty, eighty-five, who knows when they’re that old? A rickety greyhound in a blazer followed his mistress.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|At about eleven o’clock Snowman retreats back into the forest, out of sight of the sea altogether, because the evil rays bounce off the water and get at him even if he’s protected from the sky, and then he reddens and blisters.|Oryx and Crake|Margaret Atwood|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|We were married, you know, at St. Clement’s, because Wickham’s lodgings were in that parish. And it was settled that we should all be there by eleven o’clock. My uncle and aunt and I were to go together; and the others were to meet us at the church.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
11:00|eleven|There was a movement and an exclamation from my right, and peering through the floom I saw Whitney, pale, haggard, and unkempt, staring out at me.<br>“My God! It’s Watson,” said he. He was in a pitiable state of reaction, with every nerve in a twitter. “I say, Watson, what o’clock is it?”<br>“Nearly eleven.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|The day agreed upon was pouring rain. At eleven o’clock a man in a raincoat, dragging a lawn-mower, tapped at my front door and said that Mr. Gatsby had sent him over to cut my grass.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock in the morning|Pooh always liked a little something at eleven o’clock in the morning, and he was very glad to see Rabbit getting out the plates and mugs; and when Rabbit said, “Honey or condensed milk with your bread?” he was so excited that he said, “Both,” and then, so as not to seem greedy, he added, “but don’t bother about the bread, please.”|Winnie|A.A. Milne|unknown
11:00|eleven|Around eleven she and Stan have another doughnut. Then they make a hopeful stop at a dumpster out behind a soup joint, but no luck, the stuff has already been picked over.|The Heart Goes Last|Margaret Atwood|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|At eleven o’clock the doctor comes to the day-room door and calls over to McMurphy that he’d like to have him come down to his office for an interview. “I interview all new admissions on the second day.”|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|“At eleven o’clock I went over to the Quai d’Orsay in a taxi and went in and sat with about a dozen correspondents, while the foreign-office mouthpiece, a young Nouvelle Revue Française diplomat in horn-rimmed spectacles, talked and answered questions for half an hour."|The Sun Also Rises|Ernest Hemingway|unknown
11:00|eleven o’clock|“I just take the train from platform nine and three-quarters at eleven o’clock,” he read.|Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone|J.K. Rowling|unknown
11:00|11 o’clock A.M.|“Armstrong must have gone into the sea sometime during the night of the 10th-11th - and I’ll explain why. We found the point where the body was washed up - it had been wedged between two rocks and there were bits of cloth, hair, etc. on them. It must have been deposited there at high water on the 11th - that’s to say round about 11 o’clock A.M. After that, the storm subsided, and succeeding high water marks are considerably lower.”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|'Who can - what can -” asked Mrs. Dalloway (thinking it was outrageous to be interrupted at eleven o'clock on the morning of the day she was giving a party), hearing a step on the stairs.|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
11:00|11 o'clock|By 11 o'clock I have finished the first chapter of Mr. Y. The winter sun is peeping meekly through the thin curtains and I decide to get up.|The End of Mr. Y|Scarlett Thomas|unknown
11:00|At eleven|He was rather a long time, and I began to feel muffled, weighed down by thick stuffs and silence. I thought: He'll never come back; and when he did his figure seemed to come at me from very far away, dream-like and dwindled, making his way back along a tunnel. I dare say it was champagne at eleven in the morning.|The Weather in the Streets|Rosamond Lehmann|unknown
11:00|11 o'clock|As her husband had told him, she was still in bed although it was past 11 o'clock. Her normally mobile face was encased in clay, rigid and menacing as an Aztec mask.|Scoop|Evelyn Waugh|unknown
11:00|eleven|As they looked the whole world became perfectly silent, and a flight of gulls crossed the sky, first one gull leading, then another, and in this extraordinary silence and peace, in this pallor, in this purity, bells struck eleven times the sound fading up there among the gulls.|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|At eleven o'clock in the morning, large flakes had appeared from a colourless sky and invaded the fields, gardens and lawns of Romerike like an armada from outer space.|The Snowman|Jo Nesbo|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|At eleven o'clock the phone rang, and still the figure did not respond, any more than it had responded when the phone had rung at twenty-five to seven, and again for ten minutes continuously starting at five to seven.|The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul|Douglas Adams|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|Big Ben was striking as she stepped out into the street. It was eleven o'clock and the unused hour was fresh as if issued to children on a beach.|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|It was about eleven o'clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn't care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four millon dollars.|The Big Sleep|Raymond Chandler|unknown
11:00|eleven|My sister is terrified that I might write and tell all the family secrets. Why do I feel like a rebel, like an iconoclast? I am only trying to do a writing class, what is wrong with that? I keep telling myself that once in the car I will be fine, I can listen to Radio Four Woman’s Hour and that will take me till eleven o’clock when the class starts.|The Saints|Patsy Hickman|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|ON the morning following the events just narrated, Mrs. Arlington was seated at breakfast in a sweet little parlour of the splendid mansion which the Earl of Warrington had taken and fitted up for her in Dover Street, Piccadilly. It was about eleven o'clock; and the Enchantress was attired in a delicious deshabillé. With her little feet upon an ottoman near the fender, and her fine form reclining in a luxurious large arm-chair, she divided her attention between her chocolate and the columns of the Morning Herald.|The Mysteries of London|G.W.M. Reynolds|unknown
11:00|Eleven o'Clock|Quiet as I am, I become at Eleven o'Clock in the Morning on every day of the week save Sunday a raving, ranting maniac -- a dangerous lunatic, panting with insane desires to do, not only myself but other people, a mischief, and possessed less by hallucination than by rabies.|Twice Around the Clock|George Augustus Sala|unknown
11:00|eleven|Though perhaps – but here the bracket clock whirred and then hectically struck eleven, its weights spooling downwards at the sudden expense of energy. She had to sit for a moment, when the echo had vanished, to repossess her thoughts.|The Stranger's Child|Alan Hollinghurst|unknown
11:00|eleven|We got to Waterloo at eleven, and asked where the eleven-five started from. Of course nobody knew; nobody at Waterloo ever does know where a train is going to start from, or where a train when it does start is going to, or anything about it.|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
11:00|eleven o'clock|We passed a few sad hours until eleven o'clock, when the trial was to commence. My father and the rest of the family being obliged to attend as witnesses, I accompanied them to the court. During the whole of this wretched mockery of justice I suffered living torture.|Frankenstein|Mary Shelley|unknown
11:01|just past eleven|O'Neil rises and takes the tray. He has finished the tea, but the muffins are still here in a wicker basket covered with a blue napkin. The clock above the stove says that it is just past eleven, and guests will be arriving at the house now.|Mary and O'Neil|Justin Cronin|unknown
11:02|11.02am|On August 9th, three days later, at 11.02am, another B−29 dropped the second bomb on the industrial section of the city of Nagasaki, totally destroying 1 1/2 square miles of the city, killing 39,000 persons and injuring 25,000 more.|The Atomic Bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki|The Manhattan Engineer District|unknown
11:02|11:02|“Yes.” Perena’s firm tone brooked no argument. “It exploded at 11:07. You would have entered at 11:02, so that by then you would have been exactly midway between the Gates.”|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
11:03|Eleven oh-three|"What makes you think it's for real?"<br/> "Just a hunch, really. He sounded for real. Sometimes you can just tell about people"-he smiled-"even if you're a dull old WASP."<br/> "I think it's a setup."<br/> "Why?"<br/> "I just do. Why would someone from the government want to help you?"<br/> "Good question. Guess I'll find out."<br/> She went back into the kitchen."What time are you meeting him?" she called out.<br/> "Eleven oh-three," he said. "That made me think he's for real. Military and intelligence types set precise appointment times to eliminate confusion and ambiguity. Nothing ambiguous about eleven oh-three."|Little Green Men|Christopher Buckley|unknown
11:03|11.03am|On the fourth, at 11.03am, the editor of the Yidische Zaitung put in a call to him; Doctor Yarmolinsky did not answer. He was found in his room, his face already a little dark, nearly nude beneath a large, anachronistic cape.|Death and the Compass|Jorge Luis Borges|unknown
11:04|past 11 o'clock|As her husband had told him, she was still in bed although it was past 11 o'clock. Her normally mobile face was encased in clay, rigid and menacing as an Aztec mask.|Scoop|Evelyn Waugh|unknown
11:05|Five past eleven|Five past eleven; less than a quarter of an hour before Amethyst either succeeded or failed|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
11:05|11:05|July 3: 5 3/4 hours. Little done today. Deepening lethargy, dragged myself over to the lab, nearly left the road twice. Concentrated enough to feed the zoo and get the log up to date. Read through the operating manuals Whitby left for the last time, decided on a delivery rate of 40 rontgens/min., target distance of 530 cm. Everything is ready now. Woke 11:05. To sleep 3:15.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
11:05|five past eleven|Sansom arrived in a Town Car at five past eleven. Local plates, which meant he had ridden up most of the way on the train. Less convenient for him, but a smaller carbon footprint than driving all the way, or flying. Every detail mattered, in a campaign.|Gone Tomorrow|Lee Child|unknown
11:06|11:06|11:06 And ... oh. The ironing. What am I going to do about that?|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
11:06|11.06am|Despite the remaking of the BookWorld, some books remained tantalisingly out of reach [...] It was entirely possible that they didn't know there was a BookWorld, and still they thought they were real. A fantastic notion, until you consider that up until 11.06am on 12 April 1948, everyone else had thought the same.|One of Our Thursdays is Missing|Jasper Fforde|unknown
11:07|11:07|“Yes.” Perena’s firm tone brooked no argument. “It exploded at 11:07. You would have entered at 11:02, so that by then you would have been exactly midway between the Gates.”|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
11:07|seven minutes past eleven|At exactly seven minutes past eleven by the ship's clock the Adventurer gave a prolonged screech and, moorings cast off, edged her way out of the basin and dipped her nose in the laughing waters of the bay, embarked at last on a voyage that was destined to fully vindicate her new name.|The Adventure Club Afloat|Ralph Henry Barbour|unknown
11:08|11:08|Ellis marched back to his desk, battling an onset of panic. In the row of wall clocks, the second hands were relentlessly sprinting as if in a race. Local time was 11:08. <br/> So much for his lunch plans.|Sold on a Monday|Kristina McMorris|sfw
11:08|11:08|He glanced up so that he could see the time on the datastrip along the upper edge of his helmet: 11:08:23. Ten minutes. They walked unsteadily on.|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|sfw
11:08|11:08|“This is my first pass,” Wilson said. “East to west, at 11:08. We’re looking from the left-wing camera which is running at ninety-six frames per second. As you can see, my altitude is falling rapidly. Straight ahead is the main street of the target.”|The Andromeda Strain|Michael Crichton|unknown
11:08|eight minutes past eleven|The bursar was standing in the hall with his arms folded across his chest and when he caught sight of the fat young man he looked significantly at the clock. It was eight minutes past eleven.|Stephen Hero|James Joyce|unknown
11:09|around eleven, eleven-fifteen|The first time I saw them it was around eleven, eleven-fifteen, a Saturday morning, I was about two thirds through my route when I turned onto their block and noticed a '56 Ford sedan pulled up in the yard with a big open U-Haul behind.|Where I'm Calling From|Raymond Carver|unknown
11:10|Ten past eleven|She backed down the driveway, checked for traffic, and turned toward the turnpike. Ten past eleven. Plenty of time.<br>That’s what she thought then.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
11:10|Ten minutes after eleven|Ten minutes after eleven in Archie McCue's room on the third floor of the extension to the Robert Matthews' soaring sixties' tower - The Queen's Tower, although no queen was ever likely to live in it.|Emotionally Weird|Kate Atkinson|unknown
11:11|11:11|The LCD face on his Super G Digital Athletic Chronometer blinks, 11:11, on and off and on and off. Eleven eleven. Eleven eleven. Eleven eleven.|The Indifference League|Richard Scarsbrook|unknown
11:12|11:12|11:12 I have a solution, via the local paper. A girl from the village will collect it, iron it all overnight at £3 a shirt, and sew on Eddie's button.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
11:12|11:12|I squinted down the street at the bank clock: 11:12, 87 degrees.<br/> "It's only a block and a half and it's not that hot, Daddy. The walk will do you good." This conversation made me breathless, as if I were wearing a girdle with tight stays.|A Thousand Acres|Jane Smiley|unknown
11:14|11.14am|The report was dated Sunday, 25 September, 1966, at 11.14am. The text was laconic. Call from Hrk Vanger; stating that his brother's daughter (?) Harriett Ulrika Vanger, born 15 June 1960 has been missing from her home on Hedley Island since Saturday afternoon.|The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo|Stieg Larsson|unknown
11:14|eleven fourteen|When they’d finished their burgers, Melissa glanced at her watch, a big plastic digital thing that looked like it should belong to a child.<br/>“Eleven fourteen,” Melissa said. “We’ve still got forty-four minutes to kill before the end of the world.”|The Glass Hotel|Emily St. John Mandel|unknown
11:15|quarter past eleven|A stretch of curb in front of Gerard Tower has been stenciled AUTHORIZED PARKING ONLY. At quarter past eleven a truck with a big sombrero on the side pulls up there. Below the sombrero, JOSE’S EATS. And below that, TODOS COMEN! People start leaving the building, trundling toward the truck like ants drawn to sugar.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
11:15|a quarter past eleven|The chalet stand isolated at the end of a blind valley. Higher up, there’s only the reservoir, and behind it the treacherous glacier. At a quarter past eleven, she concludes that it’s impossible for Nick to be wandering out there, in this weather.|Echo|Thomas Olde Heuvelt|unknown
11:15|11:15|"Have you a couple of days to spare? Have just been wired for from the west of England in connection with Boscombe Valley tragedy. Shall be glad if you will come with me. Air and scenery perfect. Leave Paddington by the 11:15."|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
11:17|seventeen minutes past eleven|Mrs. Mooney glanced instinctively at the little gilt clock on the mantelpiece as soon as she had become aware through her revery that the bells of George's Church had stopped ringing. It was seventeen minutes past eleven: she would have lots of time to have the matter out with Mr. Doran and then catch short twelve at Marlborough Street. She was sure she would win.|Dubliners|James Joyce|unknown
11:18|11.18|It is 11.18. A row of bungalows in a round with a clump of larch tree in the middle.|Trumpet|Jackie Kay|unknown
11:19|11:19|A whistle cut sharply across his words. Peter got onto his knees to look out the window, and Miss Fuller glared at him. Polly looked down at her watch: 11:19. The train. But the stationmaster had said it was always late.|Blackout|Connie Willis|unknown
11:20|11.20am|On Friday 17 September at 11.20am, my life changed forever. I was standing in the master bedroom of a house in Mosman, staring at the queen-sized bed and deciding whether to dress it in neutral colours or go lavish with a silver-beaded throw, when my mobile phone rang, giving me a start.|Southern Ruby|Belinda Alexandra|unknown
11:20|11h20|OFFICER'S NOTES Disruption alert logged 11h20 from Stones' Pool Hall (Premises ID 33CBD-Long181). Officer and Aito /379 responded. On arrival found subject shouting threats and acting in aggressive manner. A scan of the subject's SIM ID register revealed that the subject has recent priors including previous public disruptions and a juvenile record.|Moxyland|Lauren Beukes|unknown
11:20|11.20|Sweeney pointed to the clock above the bar, held in the massive and indifferent jaws of a stuffed alligator head. The time was 11.20.|American Gods|Neil Gaiman|unknown
11:25|twenty-five past eleven|At 10.15 Arlena departed from her rondezvous, a minute or two later Patrick Redfern came down and registered surprise, annoyance, etc. Christine's task was easy enough. Keeping her own watch concealed, she asked Linda at twenty-five past eleven what time it was. Linda looked at her watch and replied that it was a quarter to twelve.|Evil Under the Sun|Agatha Christie|unknown
11:25|11.25am|When, at about 11.25am, Katharina Blum was finally taken from her apartment for questioning, it was decided not to handcuff her at all.|The Lost Honour of Katharina Blum|Heinrich Böll|unknown
11:27|11.27|It's from one of the more recent plates the tree has scanned: 11.27 in the morning of 4 April 1175|The Second Internet Cafe, Part 2: The Cascade Annihilator|Chris James|unknown
11:28|twenty-eight minutes past eleven|From twenty minutes past nine until twenty-seven minutes past nine, from twenty-five minutes past eleven until twenty-eight minutes past eleven, from ten minutes to three until two minutes to three the heroes of the school met in a large familiarity whose Olympian laughter awed the fearful small boy that flitted uneasily past and chilled the slouching senior that rashly paused to examine the notices in assertion of an unearned right.|Sinister Street|Compton Mackenzie|unknown
11:29|twenty-nine minutes after eleven, a.m.|You are four minutes too slow. No matter; it's enough to mention the error. Now from this moment, twenty-nine minutes after eleven, a.m., this Wednesday, 2nd October, you are in my service.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
11:29|minute short of 11:30|It was still a minute short of 11:30. He would make time to visit the monuments in St. George's church in Bradwell, but after that brief visit there would be no possible excuse for not driving back to London to lunch at New Scotland Yard.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
11:30|11:30|The boys' loud laughter turned into groans, however, when he coldly informed them they would have school all afternoon that day instead of the usual 8:00 to 11:30.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
11:30|11:30 A.M.|At 11:30 A.M., Charlie ran out the school’s front door, jumped, and cleared all six concrete steps. He tore down the walk as fast as he could, his Red-Ball Jets slapping the pavement all the way to the street.|Blue Springs|Peter Rennebohm|unknown
11:30|11:30 a.m.|It was Tuesday-my half day-and at 11:30 a.m. a call came in. An eversion of the uterus in a cow. This is the tough job in the country practice and I felt the usual chill.|All Creatures Great and Small|James Herriot|unknown
11:30|eleven-thirty|Five minutes later another truck pulls up behind the first. On the side of this one is a grinning cartoon boy woofing down a double cheeseburger. At eleven-thirty, while people are lined up for burgers and fries and tacos and enchiladas, a hotdog wagon appears.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
11:30|11:30|I woke up in a panic, not screaming, just a groan from deep in my throat. I’d dozed off in the hard plastic chair by the window. The clock above the door showed 11:30 and the ICU was dead silent. Adrenaline supply not yet depleted, I staggered to my feet.|Echo|Thomas Olde Heuvelt|unknown
11:30|half past eleven|And so it was that around half past eleven, I found myself riding down to the Village on the Fifth Avenue bus with the street address of Hobart and Blackwell in my pocket, written on a page from one of the monogrammed notepads Mrs Barbour kept by the telephone.|The Goldfinch|Donna Tartt|unknown
11:30|eleven-thirty|“The extraordinary thing is,” he told Livia at eleven-thirty, “you seem to be the only applicant. Or at least, the only one who’s showed up.”|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
11:30|11.30|"It is now 11.30. The door to this room is shut, and will remain shut, barring emergencies, until 12.00. I am authorised to inform you that we are now under battle orders."|Singularity Sky|Charles Stross|unknown
11:30|half-past eleven|"O, Frank - I made a mistake! - I thought that church with the spire was All Saints', and I was at the door at half-past eleven to a minute as you said."|Far from the Madding Crowd|Thomas Hardy|unknown
11:30|half-past eleven|"Thank-you," said C.B. quietly; but as he hung up his face was grim. In a few minutes he would have to break it to John that, although they had braved such dredful perils dring the earlier part of the night they had, after all, failed to save Christina. Beddows had abjured Satan at a little after half-past eleven. By about eighteen minutes the Canon had beaten them to it again.|To the Devil a Daughter|Dennis Wheatley|unknown
11:30|11.30|This time it was Kumiko. The wall clock said 11.30.|The Wind-up Bird Chronicle|Haruki Murakami|unknown
11:30|11:30|About 11:30 this morning I asked her if she was going to fix anything for Thanksgiving, and she looked at me like she didn't even know what I was talking about.|Don't You Dare Read This, Mrs. Dunphrey|Margaret Peterson Haddix|unknown
11:31|1131|Albatross 8 passed over Pamlico Sound at 1131 local time. Its on-board programming was designed to trace thermal receptors over the entire visible horizon, interrogating everything in sight and locking on any signature that fit its acquisition parameters.|The Hunt for Red October|Tom Clancy|unknown
11:32|eleven thirty two|And after that, not forgetting, there was the Flemish armada, all scattered, and all officially drowned, there and then, on a lovely morning, after the universal flood, at about eleven thirty two was it? Off the coast of Cominghome.|Finnegans Wake|James Joyce|unknown
11:34|11.34am|Christmas Eve 1995. 11.34am. The first time, Almasa says it slowly and softly, as if she is really looking for an answer, "Are you talking to me?" She peers into the small, grimy mirror in a train toilet.|How to Fare Well and Stay Fair|Adnan Mahmutovic|unknown
11:35|eleven thirty-five|This was exactly the kind of case I’d been hoping for. I went through the motions of checking my schedule, though, and pretended to be shuffling a few things around. If you instantly agree to take a case, the client might suspect some ulterior motive.<br>“Luckily I’m free until later this afternoon,” I said, shooting my watch a glance. It was eleven thirty-five. “If you don’t mind, could you take me over to your building now? I’d like to see the last place you saw your husband.”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
11:35|11.35 a.m.|The Prime Minister’s plane came to a stop at Oberweisenfeld airport at 11.35 a.m. The engines whined and died. Inside the cabin, after three hours of flight the silence was a noise in itself.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
11:35|11.35|At 11.35 the Colonel came out; he looked hot and angry as he strode towards the lift. There goes a hanging judge, thought Wormold.|Our Man in Havana|Graham Greene|unknown
11:36|11:30 and arrived six minutes late|Velma Pitt-Cowley, Mrs. Carling's literary agent, had agreed to be at the flat at 11:30 and arrived six minutes late. She was hardly inside the door before it became apparent that she was in none too good a temper.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
11:36|eleven thirty-six|I ran up the stairs, away from the heat and the noise, the mess and the confusion. I saw the clock radio by my bed. Eleven thirty-six.|Losing You|Nicci French|unknown
11:37|11:37 a.m.|Took a call at 11:37 a.m. from a woman who identified herself as Jean Garfield, secretary to Pan-Con Certification Examiner Jim Long of Dallas. Asked how to go about lodging a complaint of religious harassment against Rayford Steele due to his pressuring Long during his recert this a.m.|Tribulation Force|Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins|sfw
11:38|11:38|At 11:38, she left her desk and walked to the side door of the auditorium, arriving ten minutes before noon.|The Circle|Dave Eggers|unknown
11:40|11.40am|But the door was locked, and the window heavily barred with iron rods. He sat down again, and drew his journal from his pocket. On the line where these words were written, "21st December, Saturday, Liverpool," he added, "80th day, 11.40am," and waited.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
11:40|twenty minutes before noon|During the sessions at Ito he read the Lotus Sutra on mornings of play, and he now seemed to be bringing himself to order through silent meditation. Then, quickly, there came a rap of stone on board. It was twenty minutes before noon.|The Master of Go|Yusunari Kawabata|unknown
11:41|eleven forty-one|Spagnola took a deep breath and started into the log again. "Eleven forty-one: large dog craps in Dr. Yamata's Aston Martin. Twelve oh-three: dog eats two, count 'em, two of Mrs. Wittingham's Siamese cats. She just lost her husband last week; this sort of put her over the edge. We had to call Dr. Yamata in off the putting green to give her a sedative."|Coyote Blue|Christopher Moore|unknown
11:42|11.42|The front door opens. Her heart pounds. She looks at the time on the bottom right of her screen. 11.42.|The Woman Downstairs|Elisabeth Carpenter|unknown
11:42|11:42|11:42 I'm doing fine. I'm doing well. I've got the Hoover on, I'm cruising along nicely- What was that? What just went up the Hoover? Why is it making that grinding noise? Have I broken it?|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
11:45|eleven forty-five|It was eleven forty-five but my cousin still wasn’t back. It was getting close to lunchtime and the cafeteria was starting to get more crowded. All sorts of sounds and voices mixed together like smoke enveloping the room. I returned once more to the realm of memory. And that small gold pen she had in her breast pocket.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
11:45|11:45 AM|11:45 AM - 06/05/2014<br>More details have emerged in the investigation into the killings at Val-de-Grâce early Wednesday morning.|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
11:45|quarter to twelve|I waited till a quarter to twelve, and found then that I was in All Souls'. But I wasn't much frightened, for I thought it could be tomorrow as well.|Far from the Madding Crowd|Thomas Hardy|unknown
11:45|quarter to twelve|"I will tell you the time," said Septimus, very slowly, very drowsily, smiling mysteriously. As he sat smiling at the dead man in the grey suit the quarter struck, the quarter to twelve.|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
11:45|11.45am|I arrived at St. Gatien from Nice on Tuesday, the 14th of August. I was arrested at 11.45am on Thursday, the 16th by an agent de police and an inspector in plain clothes and taken to the Commissariat.|Epitaph for a Spy|Eric Ambler|unknown
11:47|thirteen minutes to noon|It was a vast plain with no one on it, neither living on the earth nor dead beneath it; and I walked a long time beneath a colourless sky, which didn't let me judge the time (my watch, set like all military watches to Berlin time, hadn't stood up to the swim and showed an eternal thirteen minutes to noon).|The Kindly Ones|Jonathan Littell|unknown
11:48|ten minutes before noon|At 11:38, she left her desk and walked to the side door of the auditorium, arriving ten minutes before noon.|The Circle|Dave Eggers|unknown
11:50|ten minutes to twelve|The man who gave them to him handed him a ten-shilling note and promised him another if it were delivered at exactly ten minutes to twelve.|The Adventure of Johnnie Waverley: A Hercule Poirot Story|Agatha Christie|unknown
11:51|nine minutes to twelve|The next day, at nine minutes to twelve o'clock noon, the last clock ran down and stopped. It was then placed in the town museum, as a collector's item, or museum piece, with proper ceremonies, addresses, and the like.|Lanterns & Lances|James Thurber|unknown
11:52|11:52 a.m.|Every day Patti Goss-Simpson brings four fish sticks to school and her Titan Deep Freeze lunchbox and every day at 11:52 a.m., because the cafeteria is being remodeled, Patti puts her terrible fish sticks in the terrible microwave at the back of Mr. Bates' room and presses the terrible beepy buttons and the smell that pours out feels to Seymour like he’s being pressed face-first into a swamp.|Cloud Cuckoo Land|Anthony Doerr|unknown
11:52|eight minutes to twelve|At any rate, we whirled into the station with many more, just as the great clock pointed to eight minutes to twelve o'clock. "Thank God! We are in time," said the young man, "and thank you, too, my friend, and your good horse."|Black Beauty|Anna Sewell|unknown
11:54|six minutes to twelve|He swilled off the remains of [his beer] and looked at the clock. It was six minutes to twelve.|Hangover Square|Patrick Hamilton|unknown
11:54|six minutes to noon|“‘Han will have that shield down,’ ” Aech quoted. “‘We’ve got to give him more time!’”<br/>I laughed, then used my robot’s right hand to tap the back of its left wrist, indicating the time. “Aech is right. It’s still six minutes to noon.”|Ready Player One|Ernest Cline|unknown
11:55|five minutes to twelve|He was tearing off on his bicycle to one of the jobs about five minutes to twelve to see if he could catch anyone leaving off for dinner before the proper time.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
11:55|11:55 a.m.|It was 11:55 a.m. on April 30.|All the President's Men|Bernstein & Woodward|unknown
11:55|11:55|"What time did you arrive at the site?" <br/> "It was 11:55. I remember since I happened to glance at my watch when we got there. We rode our bicycles to the bottom of the hill, as far as we could go, then climbed the rest of the way on foot."|Kafka on the Shore|Haruki Murakami|sfw
11:56|11:56 a.m.|16th December 1985, 11:56 a.m.<br/>[UNIT 4B, KING'S MILLS. (MUM IS MAKING ME SIT IN THE OFFICE BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T TRUST ME TO BE IN THE HOUSE ON MY OWN.)]<br/>"Doctor, doctor, everyone thinks I'm a liar."<br/>"I find that hard to believe."|The Book of Lies|Mary Horlock|sfw
11:57|around noon|A few minutes' light around noon is all that you need to discover the error, and re-set the clock – provide that you bother to go up and make the observation.|Odalisque: The Baroque Cycle #3|Neal Stephenson|unknown
11:57|can't be far-off twelve|"I wondered what the time is?" said the latter after a pause.<br/> "I don't know exactly", replied Easton, "but it can't be far-off twelve."|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
11:58|11:58 AM|Nguyen shrugged. He pointed at the clock on the dashboard that said 11:58 AM. "Maybe they're heading to lunch." He smiled, as he returned his focus to the road and the vehicles in front of him.<br/>Noack mumbled, "If only."|Lionhearts|Ray Keating|sfw
11:58|11.58|And when you go down the steps, it's always 11.58 on the morning of September ninth, 1958.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
11:58|Two minutes before the clock struck noon|Two minutes before the clock struck noon, the savage baron was on the platform to inspect the preparation for the frightful ceremony of mid-day. The block was laid forth-the hideous minister of vengeance, masked and in black, with the flaming glaive in his hand, was ready. The baron tried the edge of the blade with his finger, and asked the dreadful swordsman if his hand was sure? A nod was the reply of the man of blood.|Burlesques|William Makepeace Thackeray|unknown
11:59|near to twelve|There is a big grandfather clock there, and as the hands drew near to twelve I don't mind confessing I was as nervous as a cat.|The Adventure of Johnnie Waverley: A Hercule Poirot Story|Agatha Christie|unknown
12:00|noon|"Guess what!" said Klaus as he spooned lentil soup into Gunther's mouth at the noon meal in Gaza. "I have the honor of being the first man in Gaza to meet the medical examiners. At one o'clock sharp in Hebron."|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
12:00|noon|When Sister Anna brought him back to Patmos at noon, Gunther shouted to anyone and everyone within earshot, "I can read! I can read!"|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
12:00|midday|"You, Willi, my friend," said Pastor Fritz softly, "you who sit in midnight darkness at midday, is this Jesus Christ a horn of salvation, a light in your darkness?"|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
12:00|midday|They were now on their way back toward the city that was flooded with midday sunlight. The sunlight was dense across the plain, and the mountains by Stjärnor disappeared in a blueish gray haze.|Faith Alone: The Heart of Everything|Bo Giertz|sfw
12:00|noon|Fine dust in my mouth and nose, sifting through my cotton bandana. Grit in the corners of my eyes, in my ears, all through my hair. When we stopped for a noon meal, I felt as if my own flesh might change back into the dust that coated me.|One Bad Apple|Rachel Kovaciny|sfw
12:00|noon|Jubilee asked, "Won't you join us for lunch, Christopher?"<br/>"I would like that, but I'm afraid I'm on guard duty at the jail come noon. I'd best be going." |Cloaked|Rachel Kovaciny|sfw
12:00|noon|It was noon and the light came in bursts through the choir windows, and even more through those of the facade, creating white cascades that, like mystic streams of divine substance, instersected at various points of the church, engulfing the altar itself.|The Name of the Rose|Umberto Eco|sfw
12:00|twelve o'clock|At twelve o'clock the bus came, and Torvik stood at the post office to meet it. Pastor Bengtsson alighted. He was a short, stocky man, with alert black eyes and rather thick rustic lips.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
12:00|twelve o'clock|At twelve o'clock the bus would be leaving with the morning mail. It was the last opportunity for the day to post the letter. He really ought not wait any longer with the application. But did he really dare take this step before he was sure of God's will? He prayed afresh.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
12:00|noon|Holly tries to ignore the headache her mother’s calls — and this call in particular — almost always bring on. She assures her mother that yes, she will be there on Sunday to help, and yes, she will be there by noon, so they can eat one more meal as a family.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
12:00|twelve o’clock|Then my doctor sent me to a psychiatrist at this big hospital. I had an appointment for twelve o’clock, and I was in an awful state.|The Bell Jar|Sylvia Plath|unknown
12:00|noon|When she woke up it was noon, and someone was pounding on the door. Probably it was West, come back because he’d forgotten something. (His underwear was gone from the drawer, his neatly arranged socks, washed by Tony and folded carefully in pairs. He’d taken a suitcase.)|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
12:00|twelve o’clock|A tub was brought in to melt snow for mortar. They heard somebody saying it was twelve o’clock already.<br/>“It’s sure to be twelve,” Shukhov announced. “The sun’s over the top already.”<br/>“If it is,” the captain retorted, “it’s one o’clock, not twelve.”<br/>“How do you make that out?” Shukhov asked in surprise. “The old folk say the sun is highest at dinnertime.”<br/> “Maybe it was in their day!” the captain snapped back. “Since then it’s been decreed that the sun is highest at one o’clock.”<br/>“Who decreed that?”<br/>“The Soviet government.”|One Day in the Life of Ivan Denosovich|Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn|unknown
12:00|noon|“Do you you include violin playing in your category of rows?” he asked, anxiously. <br>“It depends on the player,” I answered, “A well-played violin is a treat for the gods - a badly played one --”<br>“Oh, that’s all right, he cried, with a merry laugh. “I think we may consider the thing as settled — that is, if the rooms are agreeable to you.” <br>“When shall we see them?”<br>“Call for me at noon to-morrow, and we’ll go together and settle everything,” he answered.<br>“All right — noon exactly,” said I, shaking his hand.|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
12:00|High noon|Prowling around aimlessly. A beautiful day—so far. The Rue de Buci is alive, crawling. The bars wide open and the curbs lined with bicycles. All the meat and vegetable markets are in full swing. Arms loaded with truck bandaged in newspapers. A fine Catholic Sunday—in the morning, at least.<br>High noon and here I am standing on an empty belly at the confluence of all these crooked lanes that reek with the odor of food.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
12:00|noon|“What’s the time?” he said to the clock. It dipped its head, sproinged upright again.<br>“It’s noon. It’s noon, it’s noon, it’s . . .”<br>“Shut up,” said Jimmy. The clock wilted. It was programmed to respond to harsh tones.|Oryx and Crake|Margaret Atwood|unknown
12:00|twelve o’clock|“Excellent. You are not averse to this trip, Watson?”<br>“By no means.”<br>“Then we shall both come. What are you going to do yourself?”<br>“I have one or two things which I would wish to do now that I am in town. But I shall return by the twelve o’clock train, so as to be there in time for your coming.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
12:00|noon|I am writing this at noon. Ben is downstairs, reading. He thinks I am resting but, even though I am tired, I am not. I don’t have time. I have to write this down before I lose it. I have to write my journal.|Before I Go to Sleep|S.J. Watson|unknown
12:00|noon|I did Danièle’s math in my head. “If we start at ten, walk for four hours, rest for one, walk for another two, that’s seven hours in total. That will take us to five in the morning. Seven hours back, it won’t be noon until we resurface.”|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
12:00|noon|Mercutio: "'Tis is no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick of noon."|Romeo and Juliet|William Shakespeare|unknown
12:00|noon|Before noon Stan takes her to the laundromat in one of the malls - they’ve used that one before, two of the machines are still working - and he watches the car while she does a load and then pays for it on their phone.|The Heart Goes Last|Margaret Atwood|unknown
12:00|noon|At noon each day every last one of them, from Don Bernardo the priest to the widow Esmerelda, the village prostitute, stopped work and strolled over to the Pertinis’ vine-shaded terrace, where for two hours they ate like royalty and drank wine made from the same grapes which ripened above their heads.|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
12:00|twelve|"There's nobody here!" I insisted. "It was yourself, Mrs. Linton: you knew it a while since."<br/>"Myself!" she gasped, "and the clock is striking twelve!"|Wuthering Heights|Emily Brontë|unknown
12:00|twelve|A cheap little clock on the wall struck twelve hurriedly, and served to begin the conversation.|The Brothers Karamazov|Fyodor Dostoyevsky|unknown
12:00|noon|He had saved [the republic] and it was now in the present, alive now and everywhere in the present, and the hovering faces brightened and blurred about him, became the sound of a canal in the morning, the look of some roofs in the noon sun, and the fragrance of a certain evening flower. Here he was, home at last. Behind him were the mountains and the Sleeping Woman in the sky, and before him, like smoky flames in the sunset, the whole beautiful beloved city.|The Woman Who Had Two Navels|Nick Joaquin|unknown
12:00|twelve o’clock|It was precisely twelve o’clock; twelve by Big Ben; whose stroke was wafted over the northern part of London; blent with that of other clocks, mixed in a thin ethereal way with the clouds and wisps of smoke, and died up there among the seagulls.|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
12:00|noon|Noon found him momentarily alone, while the family prepared lunch in the kitchen. The cracks in the ceiling widened into gaps. The locked wheels of his bed sank into new fault lines opening in the oak floor beneath the rug. At any moment the floor was going to give.|Tinkers|Paul Harding|unknown
12:00|noon|On Friday noon, July the twentieth, 1714, the finest bridge in all Peru broke and precipitated five travellers into the gulf below.|The Bridge of San Luis Rey|Thornton Wilder|unknown
12:00|noon|Roaring noon. In a well-fanned Forty-second Street cellar I met Gatsby for lunch.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
12:00|Noon|The Birds begun at Four o'clock<br/>Their period for Dawn<br/>A Music numerous as space<br/>But neighboring as Noon|The Birds Begun at Four o'clock|Emily Dickinson|unknown
12:00|twelve|Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.<br/>"Now they are all on their knees,"<br/>An elder said as we sat in a flock<br/>By the embers in hearthside ease.<br/>We pictured the meek mild creatures where<br/>They dwelt in their strawy pen,<br/>Nor did it occur to one of us there<br/>To doubt they were kneeling then.<br/>So fair a fancy few would weave<br/>In these years! Yet, I feel,<br/>If someone said on Christmas Eve,<br/>“Come; see the oxen kneel,<br/>“In the lonely barton by yonder coomb<br/>Our childhood used to know,”<br/>I should go with him in the gloom,<br/>Hoping it might be so.|The Oxen|Thomas Hardy|unknown
12:00|noon|Then came the stroke of noon, and all these working and professional people dispersed like a trampled anthill into all the streets and directions. The white bridge was swarming with nimble dots. And when you considered that each dot had a mouth with which it was now planning to eat lunch, you couldn't help bursting into laughter.|The Tanners|Robert Walser|unknown
12:00|noon|One day, about the hour of noon, a little more than a week after my first experiment, I rolled twenty grains of hashish into a pill and swallowed it, saying as I did so, “Here is the final test for the sake of science.”|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
12:01|12:01|It was the twelfth of December, the twelfth month. A was twelve. The electric clock/radio by his bedside table said 12:01.|Boy A|Jonathan Trigell|unknown
12:02|two minutes past twelve|At two minutes past twelve the door opens and two men come into the lobby. One is tall with black hair combed in a 50’s pompadour. The other is short and bespectacled. Both are wearing suits.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
12:02|twelve o'clock two minutes and a quarter|It had struck twelve o'clock two minutes and a quarter. The Baron's footman hastily seized a large goblet, and gasped with terror as he filled it with hot, spiced wine.<br/>"Tis past the hour, 'tis past," he groaned in anguish, "and surely I shall now get the red hot poker the Baron hath so often promised me, oh! Woe is me! Would that I had prepared the Baron's lunch before!"|Crundle Castle|Lewis Carroll|unknown
12:03|three minutes after midday|It was now three minutes after midday. The blinds had been earlier drawn down, seeming to disconnect time as well as shutting out the surly half-light of late morning.|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
12:03|12.03|At 12.03 the sun has already punched its ticket. Sinking, it stains the cobbles and stucco of the platz in a violin-coloured throb of light that you would have to be a stone not to find poignant.|The Yiddish Policemen's Union|Michael Chabon|unknown
12:04|12:04|When it’s 12:04 it can be lunch so I cut a can of baked beans open, I’m careful. I wonder would Ma wake up if I cutted my hand and screamed help?|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
12:04|12:04 P.M.|I wake up the next day seized by panic. I bolt out of bed and stumble into the kitchen where I look at the clock on the microwave: 12:04 P.M.|Dry: A Memoir|Augusten Boroughs|unknown
12:04|four minutes past twelve|At four minutes past twelve, Frank Macintosh and Paulie Logan enter the lobby dressed in their suits. There are handshakes all around. Frank’s pompadour appears to have had an oil change.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
12:04|12.04pm|Though by then it was by Tina's own desk clock 12.04pm I was always touched when, out of a morning's worth of repetition, secretaries continued to answer with good mornings for an hour or so into the afternoon, just as people often date things with the previous year well into February; sometimes they caught their mistake and went into a "This is not my day" or "Where is my head?" escape routine; but in a way they were right, since the true tone of afternoons does not take over in offices until nearly two.|The Mezzanine|Nicholson Baker|unknown
12:05|five minutes past twelve|"I could not have committed this crime. Pauline Stacy fell from this floor to the ground at five minutes past twelve. A hundred people will go into the witness-box and say that I was standing out upon the balcony of my own rooms above from just before the stroke of noon to a quarter-past - the usual period of my public prayers."|The Eye of Apollo|G.K. Chesterton|unknown
12:06|around noon|A few minutes' light around noon is all that you need to discover the error, and re-set the clock – provide that you bother to go up and make the observation.|Odalisque: The Baroque Cycle #3|Neal Stephenson|unknown
12:07|seven minutes after 12|On a Monday Simon Hirsch was going to break his leg at seven minutes after 12, noon, and as soon as Satan told us the day before, Seppi went to betting with me that it would not happen, and soon they got excited and went to betting with me themselves.|The Chronicle of Young Satan|Mark Twain|unknown
12:08|12:08|When a clock struck noon in Washington, D.C., the time was 12:08 in Philadephia, 12:12 in new York, and 12:24 in Boston.|Eighty Days|Matthew Goodman|unknown
12:10|twelve-ten|The child said that it was twelve-ten and that Gonda was already late. Another child said that maybe the rain had delayed him. Another said, no not the rain, his director was taking a plane from Hollywood.|Enoch and the Gorilla|Flannery O'Connor|unknown
12:10|ten past noon|I stashed my basket of dirty rags and Turtle Wax by the exit door in the arcade. It was ten past noon, but right then food wasn’t what I was hungry for. I walked slowly along the track and into Horror House.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
12:10|noon, and ten minutes later|Madame Dumas arrived at noon, and ten minutes later Trause handed her his ATM card and instructed her to go to the neighborhood Citibank near Sheridan Square and transfer forty thousand dollars from his savings account to his checking account.|Oracle Night|Paul Auster|unknown
12:10|twelve-ten|They paid for only one room and kept Einstein with them because they were not going to need privacy for lovemaking. Exhausted, Travis barely managed to kiss Nora before falling into a deep sleep. He dreamed of things with yellow eyes, misshapen heads, and crocodile mouths full of sharks’ teeth. He woke five hours later, at twelve-ten Thursday afternoon.|Watchers|Dean Koontz|unknown
12:11|12:11|She was to leave the reception as soon as she could and return to her room to change clothes. At 12:11 there'd be another blackout, during which she'd take the outside stairwell to the ground floor and wait at the exit for a Broadmoor's catering van.|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
12:11|12:11|At 12:11 there was a knock on the door. It was Terry, A could tell. He hadn't known Terry long, but there was something calmer, more patient, that separated Terry's knocks from the rest of the staff. He knocked from genuine politeness, not formality.<br/>"Come in," A said, although the lock was on the other side. Terry did. <br/>"It's your mother," he said. "There's no easy way to say this." Though he had just used the easiest, because A now knew the rest. A’s face froze, as it tried to catch up, as it tried to register the news. Then it crumpled, and while he considered this fresh blow, the tears came.|Boy A|Jonathan Trigell|unknown
12:12|12:12|Were you on Carlin Street at approximately 12:12 when Carietta White came out of the First Congregational Church on that street?|Carrie|Stephen King|unknown
12:12|12:12|It was the twelfth of December, the twelfth month. A was twelve. The electric clock/radio by his bedside table said 12:01. A was waiting for it to read 12:12, he hoped there would be some sense of cosmic rightness when it did.|Boy A|Jonathan Trigell|unknown
12:13|12:13|It’s 12:13, so it can be lunch. My favorite bit of the prayer is the daily bread. I’m the boss of play, but Ma’s the boss of meals, like she doesn’t let us have cereal for breakfast and lunch and dinner in case we’d get sick and anyway that would use it up too fast.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
12:14|twelve-fourteen|She left London on the twelve-fourteen from Paddington, arriving at Bristol (where she had to change) at two-fifty.|The Plymouth Express|Agatha Christie|unknown
12:15|quarter-past|"I could not have committed this crime. Pauline Stacy fell from this floor to the ground at five minutes past twelve. A hundred people will go into the witness-box and say that I was standing out upon the balcony of my own rooms above from just before the stroke of noon to a quarter-past - the usual period of my public prayers."|The Eye of Apollo|G.K. Chesterton|unknown
12:15|quarter past twelve|"Very well, dear," she said. "I caught the 10.20 to Eastnor, which isn't a bad train, if you ever want to go down there. I arrived at a quarter past twelve, and went straight up to the house--you've never seen the house, of course? It's quite charming--and told the butler that I wanted to see Mr. Ford on business. I had taken the precaution to find out that he was not there. He is at Droitwich."|The Little Nugget|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
12:15|12.15|What shall I think of that's liberating and refreshing? I'm in the mood when I open my window at night and look at the stars. Unfortunately it's 12.15 on a grey dull day, the aeroplanes are active|A Writer's Diary: Being Extracts from the Diary of Virgina Woolf|Virginia Woolf|unknown
12:17|seventeen minutes after twelve|Kava ordered two glasses of coffee for himself and his beloved and some cake. When the pair left, exactly seventeen minutes after twelve, the club began to buzz with excitement.|Vanvild Kava|Isaac Bashevis Singer|unknown
12:17|12:17 p.m.|In a bus of the S-line, 10 meters long, 3 wide, 6 high, at 3 km. 600m. from its starting point, loaded with 48 people at 12:17 p.m., a person of the masculine sex aged 27 years 3 months and 8 days, 1 m. 72 cm tall and weighing 65 kg. and wearing a hat 35 cm. in height round the crown of which was a ribbon 60 cm.|Exercises in Style|Raymon Queneau|unknown
12:18|12:18 P.M.|Monday, April 6<br/>12:18 P.M.<br/>"Hey, how did it go?" Jennifer asked the minute Ally came in the door.<br/>She wasn't sure she knew the answer to that. Initially the job looked like a lot of fun, but now she felt the interpersonal dynamics of working in Bartlett's home were already a problem even before she started.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
12:20|twenty minutes after twelve|At twenty minutes after twelve he got up, resolutely sealed the large brown envelope, put on his raincoat, and walked down to the village. He dug his hands into his pockets and took longer steps.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|sfw
12:20|twelve twenty|“But by the time he reached the top of the hill the woman’s body had basically been eaten up already by the flies, right?” my friend said.<br>“In a sense,” his girlfriend replied.<br>“In a sense being eaten by the flies makes it a sad story, doesn’t it?” my friend said.<br>“Yes, I guess so,” she said after giving it some thought. “What do  you think?” she asked me.<br>“Sounds like a sad story to me,” I replied.<br>It was twelve twenty when my cousin came back.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
12:20|twelve-twenty|By twelve-twenty in the afternoon, Vince was seated in a rattan chair with comfortable yellow and green cushions at a table by the windows in that same restaurant. He’d spotted Haines on entering. The doctor was at another window table, three away from Vince, half-screened by a potted palm. Haines was eating shrimp and drinking margaritas with a stunning blonde. She was wearing white slacks and a gaily striped tube-top, and half the men in the place were staring at her.|Watchers|Dean Koontz|unknown
12:20|12:20|It is 12:20 in New York a Friday three days after Bastille day, yes it is 1959 and I go get a shoeshine because I will get off the 4:19 in Easthampton at 7:15 and then go straight to dinner and I don’t know the people who will feed me|The Day Lady Died|Frank O'Hara|unknown
12:21|twelve twenty-one|Jake think of something. PLEASE! Twelve twenty-one.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
12:22|twenty-two minutes past twelve|By twenty-two minutes past twelve we leave, much too soon for our desires, this delightful spot, where the pilgrims are in the habit of bathing who come to visit the Jordan.|Narrative of a Journey Round the Dead Sea and in the Bible Lands in 1850 and 1851|Félicien de Saulcy|unknown
12:23|12:23|It would feel, she realised, altogether too strange to climb into the same bed with a man she hadn’t seen for two years.<br>She noticed the time on the digital alarm clock. 12:23.|The Midnight Library|Matt Haig|unknown
12:23|12:23 p.m.|"At what time did the 12:23 p.m. S-line bus proceeding in the direction of Porte de Champerret arrive on that day?"<br>"At 12:38 p.m."<br>"Were there many people on the aforesaid S-bus?"<br>"Bags of 'em."<br>"Did you particularly notice any of them?"<br>"An individual who had a very a long neck and a plait round his hat."|Exercises in Style|Raymon Queneau|unknown
12:24|12:24|12:24 My legs are in total agony. I've been kneeling on hard tiles, cleaning the bath, for what seems like hours. There are little ridges where the tiles have dug into my knees, and I'm boiling hot and the cleaning chemicals are making me cough. All I want is a rest. But I can't stop for a moment. I am so behind.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
12:25|12:25|After a moment reality reasserted itself, and she realized she hadn't been hallucinating, but dreaming. The clock on the desk read 12:55. They'd begun their ten-minute session at 12:25, so obviously she had twenty minutes to account for.|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
12:25|twelve twenty-five|Mr. Henry Urquhart of Messrs. Urquhart, Wimbush, and Portway was Josephine Fallon's solicitor. Dalgliesh's appointment with him was for twelve twenty-five p.m., a time disobligingly chosen, he felt, to intimate that every minute of the solicitor's time was valuable and that he was prepared to spare the police no more than half an hour before lunch.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
12:25|12.25|Boys, do it now. God's time is 12.25.|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
12:25|12.25pm|12.25pm. 26. 27. Every time Billy saved a shot he looked heartbroken|A Kestrel For a Knave|Barry Hines|unknown
12:26|26|12.25pm. 26. 27. Every time Billy saved a shot he looked heartbroken|A Kestrel For a Knave|Barry Hines|unknown
12:27|27|12.25pm. 26. 27. Every time Billy saved a shot he looked heartbroken|A Kestrel For a Knave|Barry Hines|unknown
12:27|twelve twenty-seven|For three decades, time had been frozen at twelve twenty-seven. The story was that the hands had stopped at the exact moment Corcoran O'Connor's father died. It might have been true.|Boundary Waters|William Kent Krueger|sfw
12:28|12.28|The DRINK CHEER-UP COFFEE wall clock read 12.28.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
12:30|Half-past twelve o’clock|Half-past twelve o’clock came; Turkey began to glow in the face, overturn his inkstand, and become generally obstreperous; Nippers abated down into quietude and courtesy; Ginger Nut munched his noon apple; and Bartleby remained standing at his window in one of his profoundest dead-wall reveries.|Bartleby, the Scrivener|Herman Melville|unknown
12:30|half-past twelve|"You'll never believe this but (in Spain) they are two hours late for ever meal - two hours Fanny - (can we lunch at half-past twelve today?)"|Love in a Cold Climate|Nancy Mitford|unknown
12:30|12.30 p.m.|12.30 p.m. Lunch|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
12:30|half past twelve|At half past twelve, when Catherine’s anxious attention to the weather was over and she could no longer claim any merit from its amendment, the sky began voluntarily to clear. A gleam of sunshine took her quite by surprise; she looked round; the clouds were parting, and she instantly returned to the window to watch over and encourage the happy appearance. Ten minutes more made it certain that a bright afternoon would succeed, and justified the opinion of Mrs. Allen, who had “always thought it would clear up.”|Northanger Abbey|Jane Austen|unknown
12:30|12.30pm|Tuesday, 12.30pm… Baker, California… Into the Ballantine Ale now, zombie drunk and nervous. I recognize this feeling: three or four days of booze, drugs, sun, no sleep and burned out adrenalin reserves – a giddy, quavering sort of high that means the crash is coming. But when? How much longer?|Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas|Hunter S. Thompson|unknown
12:32|12:32|Meticulously he noted the time by the wall clock over the fireplace and made a record in his book. "12:32 Mr. Courtney-Brigs reports fallen tree across the Winchester Road path."|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
12:32|12:32|12:30 What is wrong with this bleach bottle? Which way is the nozzle pointing, anyway? I'm turning it round in confusion, peering at the arrows on the plastic ... Why won't anything come out? OK, I'm going to squeeze it really, really hard- That nearly got my eye. 12:32 FUCK. What has it done to my HAIR?|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|nsfw
12:32|twelve thirty-two|A chutney-biting brigadier named Boyd-Boyd fixed an appointment on the 'phone with Oxted, at Hornborough Station, for the twelve thirty-two. He was to deliver the goods.|Extremely Entertaining Short Stories|Stacy Aumonier|unknown
12:33|thirty-three minutes past twelve|Stephen Maxie looked him straight in the eye and said almost casually: “It was thirty-three minutes past twelve by my watch."|Cover Her Face|P.D. James|sfw
12:33|12.33|It's 12.33 now and I could do it, the station is just down that side road there.|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
12:34|12:34 P.M.|12:34 P.M.<br/>"W.B., we've got a problem," Karl Van de Vliet said into the microphone. He was in his private office, on the scrambled videophone. "Kristen's mother showed up just before noon with a pistol, demanding to know where she was."|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
12:35|twelve-thirty-five|As surely as Apthorpe was marked for early promotion, Trimmer was marked for ignominy. That morning he had appeared at the precise time stated in orders. Everyone else had been waiting five minutes and Colour Sergeant Cork called out the marker just as Trimmer appeared. So it was twelve-thirty-five when they were dismissed.|Men At Arms|Evelyn Waugh|unknown
12:36|12.36|She was going to walk calmly, coolly, up this amazing flight of stairs and into this building. There she was going to find Taylor, because it was already 12.36 and 30 seconds and in his text he’d told her to be on time.|New York Valentine|Carmen Reid|unknown
12:38|12:38 p.m.|"At what time did the 12:23 p.m. S-line bus proceeding in the direction of Porte de Champerret arrive on that day?"<br>"At 12:38 p.m."<br>"Were there many people on the aforesaid S-bus?"<br>"Bags of 'em."<br>"Did you particularly notice any of them?"<br>"An individual who had a very a long neck and a plait round his hat."|Exercises in Style|Raymon Queneau|unknown
12:39|thirty-nine minutes past twelve|Next, he remembered that the morrow of Christmas would be the twenty-seventh day of the moon, and that consequently high water would be at twenty-one minutes past three, the half-ebb at a quarter past seven, low water at thirty-three minutes past nine, and half flood at thirty-nine minutes past twelve.|The Toilers of the Sea|Victor Hugo|unknown
12:40|12:40|“I have received your name from the Skilled Women’s Agency together with their recommendation. I understand they know you personally. I shall be glad to pay you the salary you ask and shall expect you to take up your duties on August 8th. The train is the 12:40 from Paddington and you will be met at Oakbridge station. I enclose five pound notes for expenses."|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
12:40|twenty minutes to one|A little ormolu clock in the outer corridor indicated twenty minutes to one. The car was due at one-fifteen. Thirty-five minutes: oh, to escape for only that brief period!|Extremely Entertaining Short Stories (The Octave of Jealousy)|Stacy Aumonier|unknown
12:42|eighteen minutes to one|The butt had been growing warm in her fingers; now the glowing end stung her skin. She crushed the cigarette out and stood, brushing ash from her black skirt. It was eighteen minutes to one. She went to the house phone and called his room. The telephone rang and rang, but there was no answer.|Marjorie Morningstar|Herman Wouk|unknown
12:43|twelve-forty-three|Died five minutes ago, you say? he asked. His eye went to the watch on his wrist. Twelve-forty-three, he wrote on the blotter.|A Pocket Full of Rye|Agatha Christie|unknown
12:44|sixteen minutes to one|A few minutes later they were crossing the bridge over the Arizona Canal. Matt pulled out his old silver watch.<br/> "Only sixteen minutes to one," he announced, with a note of exultation, "and we're fifteen miles on our way."|Motor Matt's Century Run|Stanley R. Matthews|sfw
12:45|a quarter to one|That Sunday was a picture-book summer day in Maine: clear, bright, warm. At a quarter to one, Ruth McCausland, dressed in a pretty blue summer frock, left her house for the last time.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
12:45|12:45|The boy handed in a dispatch. The Professor closed the door again, and after looking at the direction, opened it and read aloud. "Look out for D. He has just now, 12:45, come from Carfax hurriedly and hastened towards the South. He seems to be going the round and may want to see you: Mina"|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
12:45|quarter to one|Because it was raining, and because she was depressed and out of sorts, and because Robbie had not come by quarter to one, Elizabeth treated herself to a Martini while she was waiting, sitting uncomfortably on a narrow chair in the restaurant, watching other unimpressive people go in and out.|The Lottery, or the Adventure of James Harris|Shirley Jackson|unknown
12:46|around quarter to one|It is around quarter to one. No sunlight comes into the room now through the windows at right. Outside the day is fine but increasingly sultry, with a faint haziness in the air which softens the glare of the sun.|Long Day's Journey Into Night|Eugene O'Neill|unknown
12:49|12:49 hours|The first victim of the Krefeld raid died at 12:49 hours Double British Summer Time at B Flight, but it wasn't due to carelessness.|Bomber|Len Deighton|unknown
12:50|Ten minutes to one|Ten minutes to one the fog dissolves completely and the black boys are telling Acutes to clear the floor for the meeting. All the tables are carried out of the day room to the tub room across the hall—leaves the floor, McMurphy says, like we was aiming to have us a little dance.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
12:50|ten minutes to one|So presently Bert was sent up to the top of the house to look at a church clock which was visible therefrom, and when he came down he reported that it was ten minutes to one.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
12:52|12.52|The nightclub stood on the junction, flamboyant, still. It was 12.52.|Dreams of Leaving|Rupert Thomson|unknown
12:53|12:53|Aboot twelve miles. We ought tae pass her at Pinmore. She's due there at 12:53.|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
12:54|12:54 pm|I listen to the different boats' horns, hoping to learn what kind of boat I'm hearing and what the signal means: is the boat leaving or entering the harbor; is it the ferry, or a whale-watching boat, or a fishing boat? At 5:33 pm there is a blast of two deep, resonant notes a major third apart. On another day there is the same blast at 12:54 pm. On another, exactly 8:00 am.|Varieties of Disturbance|Lydia Davis|unknown
12:55|five minutes to one|At home, the kitchen clock was ticking loudly. She unpacked the globe and checked the time. The house felt so quiet and empty without Benny. The clock said five minutes to one. She had an hour before the tech crew arrived. She carried the snow globe into the living room. She would put it next to her computer as a talisman to keep her calm and focused.|The Book of Form and Emptiness|Ruth Ozeki|unknown
12:55|five minutes to one|At five minutes to one, the host of the show emerged from a heated tent to massive applause from the crowd. She was dressed in a fuchsia coat, with a black turtleneck, a knee-length skirt, black tights, and knee-high boots.|The First Phone Call From Heaven|Mitch Albom|unknown
12:55|five to one|The inspector glanced at the clock. Five to one. A busy morning.|A Man Lay Dead|Ngaio Marsh|unknown
12:55|five minutes to one|But when Curry rose at five minutes to one to introduce item Three, there was a sharp revival of interest. It was called, "Rectification of an Anomaly of the Stipends of Junior Fellows."|That Hideous Strength|C.S. Lewis|unknown
12:57|12:57 P.M.|Monday, April 6<br/>12:57 P.M.<br/>Stone Aimes was floating through cyberspace, through the massive data pages of the National Institutes of Health. Since the Gerex Corporation had a complete clampdown on their clinical-trial results, he was attempting an end run.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
12:58|12.58pm|The watch on my wrist showed 12.58pm. I'd have time to hit the morgue.|Magic Bites|Ilona Andrews|unknown
12:59|12:59 PM|We need the Holy Spirit. It's almost Advent. We await. Please help. Amen. <br/> Stephen checked the time. It was 12:59 PM.|An Advent for Religious Liberty|Ray Keating|sfw
12:59|12:59 P.M.|12:59 P.M.<br>After missing both her morning workout and her first lunch, Braque felt her blood sugar falling off a goddamn cliff, and she could smell the turkey grilling even half a block from the Stucco Palace.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
12:59|12.59 p.m.|And I had been looking at my watch since the train had started at 12.59 p.m.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
13:00|one o’clock|“Come,” said the Magician. “All times may be soon to Aslan, but in my home all hungry times are one o’clock”.|The Voyage of the Dawn Treader|C.S. Lewis|unknown
13:00|one o'clock sharp|"Guess what!" said Klaus as he spooned lentil soup into Gunther's mouth at the noon meal in Gaza. "I have the honor of being the first man in Gaza to meet the medical examiners. At one o'clock sharp in Hebron."|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|unknown
13:00|one o'clock|Tomorrow at one o'clock Anders will be here with the sleigh, and then you two will make the rounds according to the list and leave a basket at each place.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|sfw
13:00|one o’clock|He shut down at one o’clock. He had written two pages, and the feeling that he was reverting to the nervous and neurotic man who’d almost burned down his house three years ago was getting harder to dismiss.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
13:00|one o’clock|A tub was brought in to melt snow for mortar. They heard somebody saying it was twelve o’clock already.<br/>“It’s sure to be twelve,” Shukhov announced. “The sun’s over the top already.”<br/>“If it is,” the captain retorted, “it’s one o’clock, not twelve.”<br/>“How do you make that out?” Shukhov asked in surprise. “The old folk say the sun is highest at dinnertime.”<br/> “Maybe it was in their day!” the captain snapped back. “Since then it’s been decreed that the sun is highest at one o’clock.”<br/>“Who decreed that?”<br/>“The Soviet government.”|One Day in the Life of Ivan Denosovich|Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn|unknown
13:00|one o’clock|It was one o’clock when we left No. 3, Lauriston Gardens. Sherlock Holmes led me to the nearest telegraph office, whence he dispatched a long telegram. He then hailed a cab, and ordered the driver to take us to the address given us by Lestrade|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
13:00|one o’clock|He bought them day passes, using cash. They rode some rides and then had a late lunch at Rock Lobster, the seafood place down by the concert hall. That was just past one o’clock. As for the time of death, you probably know how they establish it. . . contents of the stomach and so on.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
13:00|one o’clock|Today it is lovely again, and along the Champs-Élysées at twilight it is like an outdoor seraglio choked with dark-eyed houris. The trees are in full foliage and of a verdure so pure, so rich, that it seems as though they were still wet and glistening with dew. From the Palais du Louvre to the Etoile it is like a piece of music for the pianoforte. For five days I have not touched the typewriter nor looked at a book; nor have I had a single idea in my head except to go to the American Express. At nine this morning I was there, just as the doors were being opened, and again at one o’clock.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
13:00|one o’clock in the afternoon|A silver carriage clock in Judith Rey’s Ewingsville home tinkles one o’clock in the afternoon. Bill Smoke is being talked at by a financier’s wife. “This house never fails to bring out the demon of covetousness in me,” the fifty-something bejeweled woman confides, “it’s a copy of a Frank Lloyd Wright, The original’s on the outskirts of Salem, I believe.”|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
13:00|one o’clock|“Oh, I’m a thinker all right,” McMurphy says, and they walk off together down the hall. When they come back what seems like days later, they’re both grinning and talking and happy about something. The doctor is wiping tears off his glasses and looks like he’s actually been laughing, and McMurphy is back as loud and full of brass and swagger as ever. He’s that way all through lunch, and at one o’clock he’s the first one in his seat for the meeting, his eyes blue and ornery from his place in the corner.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
13:00|one o’clock|He had a long-distance phone call from Portland and was down in the phone lobby with one of the black boys, waiting for the party to call again. When one o’clock came around and we went to moving things, getting the day room ready, the least black boy asked if she wanted him to go down and get McMurphy and Washington for the meeting, but she said no, it was all right, let him stay—besides, some of the men here might like a chance to discuss our Mr. Randle Patrick McMurphy in the absence of his dominating presence.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
13:00|one o’clock|“Can’t do it, Findle; I’m with somebody else! Call me up to-morrow about one o’clock!”|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
13:00|one|The more he thought about it the more puzzled he was. He didn’t understand this revolver business. Somebody in the house had got that revolver. Downstairs a clock struck one.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
13:00|one|"I think," he said, with a triumphant smile, "that I may safely expect to find the person I seek in the dining-room, fair lady."<br/>"There may be more than one."<br/>"Whoever is there, as the clock strikes one, will be shadowed by one of my men; of these, one, or perhaps two, or even three, will leave for France to-morrow. One of these will be the `Scarlet Pimpernel.'"|The Scarlet Pimpernel|Baroness Orczy|unknown
13:00|one o'clock|"One o'clock pee em! Hello, Insert Name Here!"|Jingo|Terry Pratchett|unknown
13:00|one o'clock|Czarina Catherine reported entering Galatz at one o'clock today.|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
13:00|1.00 p.m.|1.00 p.m. First afternoon class|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
13:00|1 o'clock|After 1 o'clock checks, Gretta always goes out for a smoke.|Girl, Interrupted|Susanna Kaysen|unknown
13:00|1pm|Gottfried Rembke arrived at 1pm precisely. The moment he walked into the restaurant, handed his coat to the waiter, they knew it was him. The solid, stocky body, the gleaming pate, the open expression, the vigorous handshake: everything about him radiated ease and enthusiasm.|Platform|Michel Houellebecq|unknown
13:00|one o'clock|I got to Schmidt's early, feeling horribly nervous. At one o'clock sharp: Toni. She was looking at the menu she knew well - Schmorbraten? Schnitzel? - when he loomed over her. I had seen him come in. She looked up, through him, at me. "Traitor." Jamie, hovering, looking very big, said her pet name, a German diminutive chosen by her.|Jigsaw|Sybille Bedford|unknown
13:00|thirteen|It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.|1984|George Orwell|sfw
13:00|one o'clock|It was one o'clock. I bought some apples and a small pork pie and drove across the bridge to the other side of the riverbank in the direction of Orford Ness.|The Swimmer|Roma Tearne|unknown
13:00|At one|Many moons passed by. Did Baboon ever fly? Did he ever get to the sun? I’ve just heard today That he’s well on his way! He’ll be passing through Acton at one.|Silly Old Baboon|Spike Milligan|unknown
13:00|one o'clock|That day it was one o'clock before John and Roger rowed across and went up to Dixon's farm for the milk and a new supply of eggs and butter.|Swallows and Amazons|Arthur Ransome|unknown
13:00|one o'clock|The day-room floor gets cleared of tables and at one o'clock the doctor comes out of his office down the hall, nods once at the nurse as he goes past where he's watching out of her window, sits in his chair just to the left of the door.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
13:01|about one|There's five fathoms out there, he said. It'll be swept up that way when the tide comes in about one. It's nine days today.|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
13:02|about one o'clock|At about one o'clock the overseer arrived and told them he had no jobs for them.|A Clergyman's Daughter|George Orwell|unknown
13:02|a little after one o'clock|It was a little after one o'clock when I got there, time for lunch, so I had it. The food was awful. But it would go on the expense account, and after I'd eaten I got out my notebook and put it down. Lunch $1.50. Taxi $1.00.|The Big Clock|Kenneth Fearing|unknown
13:03|1:03 P.M.|Monday 1:03 P.M.<br/>"Michael, I'm terribly glad you could make it." Kenji Nogami smiled and reached for his pint of amber-colored lager. His tailoring was Savile Row via Bond Street, his accent Cambridge, his background well concealed. In a business where appearances counted for much, he had all the careful touches that separated the players from the pretenders—cheeks sleek from a daily workout at his club, eyes penetrating and always alert, hair graying at the temples.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
13:04|four minutes past one|"Jesus Christ!" he gasped. "It's four minutes past one!" Linden frantically seized hold of a pair of steps and began wandering about the room with them.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|nsfw
13:05|five past one|“Samantha?” I can hear Trish approaching.<br/>“Um ... hold on!” I hurry to the door, trying to block her view.<br/>“It's already five past one,” I can hear her saying a little sharply. “And I did ask, most clearly for ...” Her voice trails off into silence as she reaches the kitchen door, and her whole face sags in astonishment. I turn and follow her gaze as she surveys the endless plates of sandwiches. “My goodness!” At last Trish finds her voice. “This is ... this is very impressive!”|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
13:05|five past one|At five past one Alleyn opened the outer door, knocked his pipe out on the edge of the stone step,and remained staring out on to the drive.|A Man Lay Dead|Ngaio Marsh|unknown
13:06|13 hours and 6 minutes|And then at precisely 13 hours and 6 minutes - confusion broke out in the rectangle.|We|Yevgeny Zamyatin|unknown
13:08|1:08|“I stopped at Mom’s classroom for the last few minutes of lunch. I closed the door behind me and sat down at a desk opposite her. I glanced up at the clock on the wall. 1:08. I had six minutes. I didn’t want more.”|Turtles All the Way Down|John Green|unknown
13:08|1:08|The numbers on the clock changed silently, advanced to 1:08.|Replay|Kim Grimwood|unknown
13:09|nine minutes past one|At nine minutes past one, a pair of horses approached (not from the city, from which direction Krieger had expected her to come, but from the Desert, which lay, vast and largely uncharted, out to the West and South-West of the city.)|Tortured Souls: The Legend of Primordium|Clive Barker|unknown
13:10|ten minutes past one|It was at ten minutes past one by Bond’s watch when, at the high table, the whole pattern of play suddenly altered.|Casino Royale|Ian Fleming|unknown
13:10|1:10|He says something but I don’t hear it because I am looking at the South Haven Daily. Today is Saturday, October 23, 1993. Our wedding day. The clock above the cigarette rack says 1:10.<br>“Gotta run,” I say to the old man, and I do.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
13:10|ten minutes past one|"It was ten minutes past one.”<br/>“You are sure of that?"|Death on the Nile|Agatha Christie|unknown
13:11|1.11|I pursued my inquiries at the other stations along the line an' I found there was a gentleman wi' a bicycle tuk the 1.11 train at Girvan.|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
13:13|thirteen minutes past one|"There it is! There it is!" shouted the Professor. "Now for the centre of the globe!" he added in Danish.<br/>I looked at Hans. "Forüt!" was his tranquil answer.<br/>"Forward!" replied my uncle. It was thirteen minutes past one.|Journey to the Centre of the Earth|Jules Verne|unknown
13:14|1:14 pm|Agent Brooks pulled out a small notepad and flipped to a page. "On September 26th at 1:14 pm Central Standard Time, Oakly Acadia Laveau's biological tracker registered an error code. Afterward, all biological activity ceased."|Extinction Island|Janice Boekhoff|sfw
13:15|One fifteen|I got up slowly and made my way down the hall.<br>“I’m 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨,” I hissed through the door. I squinted into the peephole: Reva looks bedraggled and deranged.<br>“Can I come in?” she asked. “I really need to talk.”<br>“Can I just call you later? What time is it?”<br>“One fifteen. I tried calling,” she said. “Here, the doorman sent up your mail. I need to talk. It’s serious.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
13:15|One hour and a quarter|"Monsieur has well slept this morning," he said, smiling.<br/> "What o’clock is it, Victor?" asked Dorian Gray, sleepily.<br/>"One hour and a quarter, monsieur."|The Picture of Dorian Gray|Oscar Wilde|unknown
13:15|one-fifteen|"Where are the ladies and gentlemen?" asked Aleyn.<br/>"Sir, in the garden", said Bunce.<br/> "What time's lunch?"<br/> "One-fifteen."|A Man Lay Dead|Ngaio Marsh|unknown
13:15|Quarter-past one|The clock caught Miss LaFosse´s eye. "Good heavens!" she gasped. "Look at the time. Quarter-past one. You must be starved." She turned impetuously to Miss Pettigrew.|Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day|Winifred Watson|unknown
13:16|1.16 p.m.|And the first stop had been at 1.16 p.m. which was 17 minutes later.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
13:17|1.17pm|1.17pm An arrest is made at Bristol Airport and police confirm that they’ve detained a person in connection with the investigation.|What She Knew|Gilly MacMillan|unknown
13:17|one seventeen|One seventeen and four seconds. That shorter guy’s really got it made, and gets on a scooter, and that taller one, he goes in. One seventeen and forty seconds. That girl there, she’s got a green ribbon in her hair. Too bad that bus just cut her from view.|The Terrorist, He Watches|Wislawa Szymborska|unknown
13:18|one eighteen|One eighteen exactly. Was she stupid enough to head inside? Or wasn't she? We'll know before long, When the dead are carried out.|The Terrorist, He Watches|Wislawa Szymborska|unknown
13:20|twenty past one|"Gerard and I took the launch to Greenwich and had a pub lunch at the Trafalgar Tavern, but we didn't leave here until twenty past one."|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
13:20|1320 hours|"Kamarov, signal to Purga: "Diving at—," he checked his watch, "—1320 hours. Exercise OCTOBER FROST begins as scheduled. You are released to other assigned duties. We will return as scheduled." <br/> Kamarov worked the trigger on the blinker light to transmit the message. The Purga responded at once, and Ramius read the flashing signal unaided: "IF THE WHALES DON'T EAT YOU. GOOD LUCK TO RED OCTOBER!"|The Hunt for Red October|Tom Clancy|unknown
13:20|twenty minutes past one|The time is coming for action. Today this Vampire is limit to the powers of man, and till sunset he may not change. It will take him time to arrive here, see it is twenty minutes past one, and there are yet some times before he can hither come, be he never so quick.|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
13:21|1:21 P.M.|1:21 P.M.<br/>Vance was moving as fast as he could and watching as the helicopter—now about a thousand yards from the pad—began its final approach.<br/>Friend or foe?|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
13:22|1:22|It was 1:22 when we found Dad's grave.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
13:23|1.23 p.m.|And when we got to Swindon Mother had keys to the house and we went in and she said, "Hello?" but there was no one there because it was 1.23 p.m.|The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time|Mark Haddon|unknown
13:23|twenty-three minutes past one|The clock marked twenty-three minutes past one. He was suddenly full of agitation, yet hopeful. She had come! Who could tell what she would say? She might offer the most natural explanation of her late arrival. Félicie entered the room, her hair in disorder, her eyes shining, her cheeks white, her bruised lips a vivid red; she was tired, indifferent, mute, happy and lovely, seeming to guard beneath her cloak, which she held wrapped about her with both hands, some remnant of warmth and voluptuous pleasure.|A Mummer's Tale|Anatole France|unknown
13:24|1:24 p.m|Littell checked his watch - 1:24 p.m - Littell grabbed the phone by the bed.|The Cold Six Thousand|James Ellroy|unknown
13:25|one-twenty-five|I'd really have liked to, I told her, if it weren't for the things I had in the drier. I cast an eye at my watch. One-twenty-five. The drier had already stopped.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
13:26|1:26 P.M.|1:26 P.M.<br>As she walked down Noyes toward campus, past the giant chirping trees and sturdy hundred-year-old homes full of twenty-year-olds, the sky was the bright, eye-stabbing silver that she hated on game days. The beautiful morning had evolved into a classic midwestern scorcher and there was no relief from any incoming low-pressure front from Minnesota.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
13:26|around one-thirty|Raymond came back with Masson around one-thirty. His arm was bandaged up and he had an adhesive plaster on the corner of his mouth. The doctor had told him it was nothing, but Raymond looked pretty grim. Masson tried to make him laugh. But he still wouldn't say anything.|The Stranger|Albert Camus|unknown
13:27|1:27 P.M.|1:27 P.M.<br/>"Don't shoot," Isaac Mannheim shouted as he saw the unshaven, barefoot man roll next to him, an Uzi giving off bursts of rounds.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
13:29|1:29 P.M.|Monday, April 6<br/>1:29 P.M.<br/>As she hung up, Ally wondered again what she was getting into. But she did want to meet this miracle worker. The kind of thing Van de Vliet was talking about sounded as much like science fiction as anything she’d ever heard.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
13:30|one-thirty|At one-thirty she’s for hiring a carriage and driving through the Bois. He has only one thought in his head—how to take a leak? “I love you . . . . I adore you,” he says. “I’ll go anywhere you say—Istanbul, Singapore, Honolulu. Only I must go now. . . . It’s getting late.”|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
13:30|one thirty|“I moved down here and painted the room black in high school. To be 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭,” Reva said sarcastically.<br>“It’s very cool,” I said. I put my shopping bag down, finished the coffee.<br>“When should I wake you up? We should leave here around one thirty. So factor in whatever time you’ll need to get ready.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
13:30|half-past one|Lupin not having come down, I went up again at half-past one, and said we dined at two; he said he "would be there."|The Diary of a Nobody|George and Weedon Grossmith|unknown
13:30|half past one|She was a sticker. A clock away in the town struck half past one.|Brighton Rock|Graham Greene|unknown
13:30|half-past one|Shredding and slicing, dividing and subdividing, the clocks of Harley Street nibbled at the June day, counselled submission, upheld authority, and pointed out in chorus the supreme advantages of a sense of proportion, until the mound of time was so far diminished that a commercial clock, suspended above a shop in Oxford Street, announced, genially and fraternally, as if it were a pleasure to Messrs Rigby and Lowndes to give the information gratis, that it was half-past one.|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
13:32|one thirty-two|I sat down on the couch again and looked at my watch It was one thirty-two. I shut my eyes and focused on a spot in my head. My mind a total blank, I gave myself up to the sands of time and let the flow take me wherever it wanted.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
13:32|one ... thirty-two|At the third stroke it will be one ... thirty-two ... and twenty seconds. 'Beep ... beep ... beep.' Ford Prefect suppressed a little giggle of evil satisfaction, realized that he had no reason to suppress it, and laughed out loud, a wicked laugh.|So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish|Douglas Adams|unknown
13:33|one ... thirty-three|He waited for the green light to show and then opened the door again on to the now empty cargo hold.'... one ... thirty-three ... and fifty seconds.' Very nice.|So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish|Douglas Adams|unknown
13:34|one ... thirty-four|"At the third stroke it will be ..."<br/>He tiptoed out and returned to the control cabin.<br/>"... one ... thirty-four and twenty seconds."<br/>The voice sounded as clear as if he was hearing it over a phone in London, which he wasn't, not by a long way.|So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish|Douglas Adams|unknown
13:35|1:35 P.M.|1:35 P.M.<br>Katelyn stood in the hallway, her hands on her hips, enjoying the hell out of the moment. “So I see how it is,” she said. “Your cousin can visit during finals week but my sister can’t.”|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
13:37|1.37pm|He had not dared to sleep in his rented car—you didn't sleep in your car when you worked for Jesus Castro—and he was beginning to hallucinate. Still, he was on the job, and he scribbled in his notebook: 1.37pm Subject appears to be getting laid.|Light House|William Monahan|nsfw
13:39|1.39 p.m.|And it was now 1.39 p.m. which was 23 minutes after the stop, which meant that we would be at the sea if the train didn't go in a big curve. But I didn't know if it went in a big curve.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
13:40|one-forty|Glancing at his watch, Chandler-Powell saw that it was one-forty. Perhaps he should now have a word with the Bostocks, who were closeted in the kitchen. He needed to check again that Kimberly had fully recovered and that they were giving thought to food.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
13:42|1:42 P.M.|1:42 P.M.<br>Behind Chapin Hall was the official campus rehearsal and practice space building for more music students. Everyone called it the Beehive, because during school, the building emitted an atonal assemblage of strings, horns, and keys through its windows; Braque guessed that some imaginative people once likened it to the pleasant buzzing of insects.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
13:42|1.42pm|The last note was recorded at 1.42pm: G.M. on site at H-by; will take over the matter.|The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo|Stieg Larsson|unknown
13:44|forty-four minutes past one|By good luck, the next train was due at forty-four minutes past one, and arrived at Yateland (the next station) ten minutes afterward.|Mr. Policeman and the Cook|Wilkie Collins|unknown
13:45|quarter to two|That period which is always so dangerous, when the wicket is bad, the ten minutes before lunch, proved fatal to two more of the enemy. The last man had just gone to the wickets, with the score at a hundred and thirty-one, when a quarter to two arrived, and with it the luncheon interval.|Mike|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
13:45|one forty-five|The blow fell at precisely one forty-five (summer-time). Benson, my Aunt Agatha's butler, was offering me the fried potatoes at the moment, and such was my emotion that I lofted six of them on the sideboard with the spoon.|Sir Roderick Comes to Lunch|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
13:47|1.47pm.|Poppy was sprawled on Brianne's bed, applying black mascara to her stubby lashes. Brianne was sitting at her desk, trying to complete an essay before the 2pm deadline. It was 1.47pm.|The Woman Who Went To Bed For A Year|Sue Townsend|unknown
13:48|twelve minutes to two|It was twelve minutes to two in the afternoon when Claude Moreau and his most-trusted field officer, Jacques Bergeron, arrived at the Georges Cinq station of the Paris Metro. They walked, separately, to the rear of the platform, each carrying a handheld radio, the frequencies calibrated to each other.|The Apocalypse Watch|Robert Ludlum|unknown
13:49|1.49|The bookstall clerk had seen the passenger in grey pass the bookstall at 1.49, in the direction of the exit.|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
13:50|Ten to two|She had to get out of this goddamn camper. It might be the biggest, luxiest one in the world, but right now it felt the size of a coffin. She made her way to the door, holding onto things to keep her balance. She glanced at the clock on the dashboard before she went out. Ten to two. Everything had happened in just twenty minutes. Incredible.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|nsfw
13:50|ten to two|Rahel's toy wristwatch had the time painted on it. Ten to two. One of her ambitions was to own a watch on which she could change the time whenever she wanted to (which according to her was what Time was meant for in the first place).|The God of Small Things|Arundhati Roy|unknown
13:50|one-fifty|The best train of the day was the one-fifty from Paddington which reached Polgarwith just after seven o'clock.|The Cornish Mystery|Agatha Christie|unknown
13:54|1:54PM|At the moment museum officials do not believe anything was stolen from the collection. The museum and church, which are popular tourist attractions, will be closed to the public until further notice.<br>1:54PM - 05/05/2014|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
13:55|five minutes before two|If I was punctual in quitting Mlle. Reuter's domicile, I was at least equally punctual in arriving there; I came the next day at five minutes before two, and on reaching the schoolroom door, before I opened it, I heard a rapid, gabbling sound, which warned me that the "priere du midi" was not yet concluded.|The Professor|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
13:56|1:56 P.M.|1:56 P.M.<br>Happily, Katelyn was out of the dorm room, off doing whatever the hell she did on campus, so Braque could type her computer passwords for Eva without worrying about her cooze of a roommate getting them.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
13:57|one fifty-seven|Then I opened my eyes and looked at my watch. It was one fifty-seven. Twenty-five minutes had vanished somewhere. Not bad, I told myself. A pointless way of whittling away time. Not bad at all.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
13:57|three minutes to two|It was three minutes to two. "I hope you can catch him, then. Thank you. I really appreciate it."|Urban Shaman|C.E. Murphy|unknown
13:58|almost two o’clock|It was almost two o’clock, but nothing moved, Stari Teočak was silent and so empty it seemed abandoned, and yet Tijmen constantly felt he was being observed by invisible eyes.|King of Tuzla|Arnold Jansen op de Haar|unknown
13:59|One ... fifty-nine|For twenty minutes he sat and watched as the gap between the ship and Epun closed, as the ship's computer teased and kneaded the numbers that would bring it into a loop around the little moon, and close the loop and keep it there, orbiting in perpetual obscurity. "One ... fifty-nine …"|So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish|Douglas Adams|unknown
14:00|two hours after noon|An awful silence followed this remark, which was broken by Peter saying, “Giant Wimbleweather and the Bear and Centaur Glenstorm shall be our marshals. The combat will be at two hours after noon. Dinner at noon precisely.”|Prince Caspian|C.S. Lewis|unknown
14:00|two hours after noon|There was a most friendly parting, and when she sailed, two hours after noon, all the Dufflepuds paddled out with her to the harbor mouth, and cheered until she was out of the sound of their cheering.|The Voyage of the Dawn Treader|C.S. Lewis|unknown
14:00|two o'clock|Mrs. Karlsson's eyes were big with surprise when at two o'clock she saw the pastor coming to dinner in this civilian elegance, which besides the suit and red tie, included colored socks and tan shoes. He offered no word of explanation. As usual, he carried under his arm a book with some unintelligible title, and from which he read the entire meal.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|Jesiba didn’t bother answering, instead saying, “I’ve got a client coming in at two o’clock. Be ready. And stop letting Lehabah prattle. She has a job to do.” The line went dead.|House of Earth and Blood|Sarah J. Maas|unknown
14:00|two|At two that afternoon, Bryant Brown sat numbly in his chair beside his sleeping wife, wondering how he could tell her that their only child was dead, if it became necessary to do so.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|It’s only two o’clock. She left the office early, telling Dr. Van Vleet she felt she was coming down with something. Really it’s Nate who is coming down with something: he phones from his house, nasal, forlorn, he has to see her.|Life Before Man|Margaret Atwood|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|It’s a delusional painter who finishes a canvas at two o’clock and expects radical societal transformation by four. Even when artists write manifestos, they are (hopefully) aware that their exigent tone is, finally, borrowed, only echoing and mimicking the urgency of the guerrilla’s demands, or the activist’s protests, rather than truly enacting it. The people sometimes demand change. They almost never demand art.|Intimations|Zadie Smith|unknown
14:00|two in the afternoon|Things started to break up around two in the afternoon. We could have stayed for supper, could have stayed - if Mr Corcoran’s drunken invitations held true (Mrs Corcoran’s frosty smile behind his back informed us that they did not) indefinitely.|The Secret History|Donna Tartt|unknown
14:00|2 p.m.|At 2 p.m. on a weekday, the movie theater was almost deserted, but three people sat two rows back from Andi Steiner and her date. Two men, one quite old and one appearing on the edge of middle age (but appearances could be deceiving), flanked a woman of startling beauty. Her cheekbones were high, her eyes were gray, her complexion creamy. Her masses of black hair were tied back with a broad velvet ribbon.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
14:00|two|At two every afternoon, the mother and son would appear at the beach. The mother always wore a plain light-colored dress with a broad-brimmed straw hat. The son never wore a hat; he had on sunglasses instead. They’d sit in the shade below the palm trees, the breeze rustling around them, and stare off at the ocean, not really doing anything.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
14:00|two|“You can take a nap in my room,” she said. “It should be quiet down there. My relatives are over, but they won’t think you’re being rude or anything. We don’t have to be at the funeral home until two.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|We followed along the High Street at a reasonable distance, giggling, dodging past people, separating and coming together again. It must have been around two o’clock by then, and the pavement was busy with shoppers.|Never Let Me Go|Kazuo Ishiguro|unknown
14:00|2 p.m.|The next few hours are shutter-snaps. Pictures like on her phone. She blinks and there’s a picture. Blinks again and there’s something else. She looks at her watch and it’s 2 p.m., looks a moment later and it’s half past. She couldn’t worry about anything if she tried. It’s good.|The Power|Naomi Alderman|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|At two o’clock the doctor begins to squirm around in his chair. The meetings are uncomfortable for the doctor unless he’s talking about his theory; he’d rather spend his time down in his office, drawing on graphs.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|He told her if he had any of his weekends free he’d ask her for a date, and she said she could come to visit in two weeks if he’d tell her what time, and Billy looked at McMurphy for an answer. McMurphy put his arms around both of their shoulders and said, “Let’s make it two o’clock on the nose.”|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
14:00|two-o’clock|One afternoon, I don’t recall how long back, we stopped on our way to activities and sat around the lobby on the big plastic sofas or outside in the two-o’clock sun while one of the black boys used the phone to call his bookmaker, and Billy’s mother took the opportunity to leave her work and come out from behind her desk and take her boy by the hand and lead him outside to sit near where I was on the grass.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
14:00|two o’clock|As Big Ben struck two o’clock the door opened and the top half of Cleverly’s body appeared. “Anything?”<br>“No, sir.”<br>“The line still working?”<br>“I believe so.”<br>“We’ll give it another five minutes and then the PM will have to go.”<br>The door closed.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|At two o’clock back at the Weatherbys’ Sally asked her if she and Amory had had a “time” in the den. Isabelle turned to her quietly. In her eyes was the light of the idealist, the inviolate dreamer of Joan-like dreams.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
14:00|two o’clock|“How odd… I’m almost happy. And yet I suppose I’m actually in danger… Somehow - now - nothing seems to matter… not in daylight… I feel full of power - I feel that I can’t die…”<br>Blore was looking at his wrist-watch. He said:<br>“It’s two o’clock. What about lunch?” |And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
14:00|two o'clock|She could have fired the jig, and he could have kept on picking up his packages at the old time, two o'clock. As it was, he had almost been arrested.|A Confederacy of Dunces|John Kennedy Toole|unknown
14:00|1400 hours|At approximately 1400 hours a pair of enemy Skyhawks came flying in at deck level out of nowhere.|Black Swan Green|David Mitchell|unknown
14:00|two o'clock|At two o'clock Gatsby put on his bathing suit and left word with the butler that if any one phoned word was to be brought to him at the pool.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
14:00|two|At two, the snowplows were in action in Lillestrom.|The Snowman|Jo Nesbo|unknown
14:00|two o'clock|I caught the two o'clock bus. It was very hot. I ate at Céleste's restaurant as usual. They all felt very sorry for me and Céleste told me, "There's no one like a mother."|The Outsider|Albert Camus|unknown
14:00|two o'clock|The Home for Aged Persons is at Marengo, some fifty miles from Algiers. With the two o'clock bus I should get there well before nightfall. Then I can spend the night there, keeping the usual vigil beside the body, and be back here by tomorrow evening.|The Outsider|Albert Camus|unknown
14:00|2.00|When Salander woke up it was 2.00 on Saturday afternoon and a doctor was poking at her.|The Girl Who Kicked the Hornets' Nest|Stieg Larsson|unknown
14:01|about two o' clock|At about two o' clock the owners young wife came, carrying a handleless cup and a pot with a quilted cover, to where I was still lying disconsolate|A Single Pebble|John Hershey|unknown
14:01|about two o'clock|The next day was Saturday and, now that Moon was done, I decided to bring the job to its end. So I sent word that I shouldn't be able to umpire for the team at Steeple Sinderby and, after working through the morning, came down about two o'clock.|A Month in the Country|J.L. Carr|unknown
14:02|14.02|"I'm not dead. How did that happen?" He was right. It was 14.02 and twenty-six seconds. Destiny had not been fulfilled. We all looked at each other, confused.|The Woman Who Died A Lot|Jasper Fforde|unknown
14:03|three minutes after two in the afternoon|It was three minutes after two in the afternoon, and the Battle of Tahuma had begun.|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
14:04|2.04pm.|2.04pm. Once again, the Quartermaster-General's office came on the line asking for Colonel Finckh, and once again Finckh heard the quiet, unemotional, unfamiliar voice|The Night of the Generals|Hans Hellmut Kirst|unknown
14:05|five past two|...and at five past two on 17 September of that same unforgettable year 1916, I was in the Muryovo hospital yard, standing on trampled withered grass, flattened by the September rain.|A Country Doctor's Notebook|Mikhail Bulgakov|unknown
14:06|six minutes past two|A man driving a tractor saw her, four hundred yards from her house, six minutes past two in the afternoon.|A Change of Climate|Hilary Mantel|unknown
14:10|2:10 P.M.|He arrived at her house at 2:10 P.M., two videotapes in one hand, and a single bag of uncooked microwave popcorn in the other.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
14:10|ten past two|Mrs. Eunice Harris pulls back the sleeve of her good coat and checks her good watch. "Indeed yes. Half twelve," and waves a hand at the Town Hall clock as if it was hers. "Always ten past two. Someone put a nail in the time years back."|The Coward's Tale|Vanessa Gebbie|unknown
14:11|two-eleven P.M.|The phone machine announced in an electronic voice, "You have one message, at two-eleven P.M." <br/> Then an unctuous male voice came on. "Kirby, we know you're there. You're still in treatment. You shouldn't be wandering around unsupervised. It's a lot better, a lot safer, for you to stay with us now."|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
14:13|two ... thirteen|At the third stroke, it will be two ... thirteen ... and fifty seconds.|So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish|Douglas Adams|unknown
14:15|2:15 p.m.|2:15 p.m. Story in papers about two-year-olds having to take tests to get into nursery school just made me jump out of my skin. Am supposed to be at tea party for godson Harry's birthday.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
14:15|2.15 P.M.|I had a date with her next day at 2.15 P.M. In my own rooms, but it was less successful, she seemed to have grown less juvenile, more of a woman overnight.|Lolita|Vladimir Nabokov|nsfw
14:15|2.15 p.m.|2.15 p.m. Second afternoon class|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
14:16|2.16|"Oh, good evening. I think you were on the barrier when I came in at 2.16 this afternoon. Now, do you know that you let me get past without giving up my ticket? Yes, yes he-he! I really think you ought to be more careful."|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
14:18|2:18 P.M.|2:18 P.M.<br/>Pierre Armont was forty-six, with gray temples and a body appropriate to an Olympic wrestler. He had full cheeks, a heavy mustache, and suspicious dark eyes that constantly searched his surroundings. It was an innate survival instinct.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
14:19|two-nineteen P.M.|Andrea Mitchell appears on a split screen. “Chet, we understand from a source at Homeland Security that the explosion happened at two-nineteen P.M. I don’t know how the authorities can pinpoint the time that exactly, but apparently they can.”|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
14:19|2:19|2:19: Duane Hinton walks out. He walks through the backyard. He lugs some clothes. He wore said clothes last night. He walks to the fence. He feeds the incinerator. He lights a match.|The Cold Six Thousand|James Ellroy|unknown
14:20|twenty past two|"Twenty past two. Want to go back to the hotel for a while?"<br/>"All right."<br/>They walked out of the gardens and down the rue de Vaugirard. This holiday, unlike those holidays long ago, would not end with her sleeping at home. Two nights from now I will be high over the Atlantic Ocean and on Saturday I will be walking around in the Other Place. I am going to America. I am starting my life over again.|The Doctor's Wife|Brian Moore|unknown
14:20|twenty minutes past two|She looked at her watch and it was twenty minutes past two. She had no time to lose but must get ready at once.|A Tale of Two Cities|Charles Dickens|unknown
14:20|twenty minutes past two|The watch found at the Weir was challenged by the jeweller as one he had wound and set for Edwin Drood, at twenty minutes past two on that same afternoon; and it had run down, before being cast into the water; and it was the jeweller's positive opinion that it had never been re-wound.|The Mystery of Edwin Drood|Charles Dickens|unknown
14:20|Twenty minutes after two|Twenty minutes after two, on my way to San Diego, listening to some wierd, cacophanous music; no melodic line, no content.|Somewhere in Time (Bid Time Return)|Richard Matheson|unknown
14:22|two-twenty-two|Garth here. Sunday afternoon. Sorry to miss you, but I'll leave a brief message on your tape. Two-twenty-two or there-aboutish. Great party.|Larry's Party|Carol Shields|unknown
14:25|2:25|There was a moment today, at 2:25, when study hall came suddenly to life. Heads were lifted and cocked as the siren in the belfry of the city hall announced trouble, probably a fire, somewhere in Staggerford.|Staggerford|Jon Hassler|unknown
14:25|two twenty-five|The three of us mooched about the office, making aimless conversation, glacing with studied carelessness into the front street, whistling little tunes to ourselves. By two twenty-five we had all fallen silent.|All Things Bright and Beautiful|James Herriot|unknown
14:25|2:25|Gary shut himself inside his office and flipped through the messages. Caroline had called at 1:35, 1:40, 1:50, 1:55, and 2:10; it was now 2:25. He pumped his fist in triumph. Finally, finally, some evidence of desperation.|The Corrections|Jonathan Franzen|unknown
14:27|twenty-seven minutes past two|The hands of all the four thousand electric clocks in all the Bloomsbury Centre's four thousand rooms marked twenty-seven minutes past two.|Brave New World|Aldous Leonard Huxley|unknown
14:28|28 minutes and 57 seconds after 2pm|It happened to be the case that the sixty-based system coincided with our our current method of keeping time... Apparently they wanted us to know that that something might happen at 28 minutes and 57 seconds after 2pm on a day yet to be specified.|Ratner's Star|Don DeLillo|unknown
14:28|2:28 P.M.|Thursday 2:28 P.M.<br/>"The hypersonic test flight must proceed as scheduled," Tanzan Mino said quietly. "Now that all the financial arrangements have been completed, the Coordinating Committee of the LDP has agreed to bring the treaty before the Diet next week. A delay is unthinkable."|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
14:30|half past two|She looked at her watch: half past two. A few minutes to calm down before she had to go.|The Locked Room|Maj Sjöwall & Per Wahlöö|unknown
14:30|2:30|So I opened the door again, got out a piece of paper and a thumbtack, and wrote:<br>Out briefly. Back for appointment at 2:30. Dresden<br>That done, I went to the stairs and started down. I rarely use the elevator, even though I’m on the fifth floor. Like I said, I don’t trust machines. They’re always breaking down on me just when I need them|Storm Front|Jim Butcher|unknown
14:30|2:30|Ach! It's 2:30. Look how the time is flying. And it's still so much to do today.. It's dishes to clean, dinner to defrost, and my pills I haven't yet counted. I don't get it... Why didn't the Jews at least try to resist? It wasn't so easy like you think. Everybody was so starving and frightened, and tired they couldn't believe even what's in front of their eyes.|Maus|Art Spiegelman|unknown
14:30|2.30pm|At 2.30pm on the 13th inst. began to shadow Sir Bobadil the Ostrich, whom I suspect of being the criminal. Shadowing successful. Didn't lose sight of him once.|The Wind on the Moon|Eric Linklater|unknown
14:30|half past two|At half past two the same afternoon the boy and the elderly man are standing in the room directly above the Inner Office and Waiting-Room.|Corker's Freedom|John Berger|unknown
14:30|half-past two|It was half-past two in the afternoon. The sun hung in the faded blue sky like a burning mirror, and away beyond the paddocks the blue mountains quivered and leapt like sea. Sid wouldn't be back until half-past ten. He had ridden over to the township with four of the boys to help hunt down the young fellow who'd murdered Mr. Williamson. Such a dreadful thing!|Millie|Katherine Mansfield|unknown
14:30|half-past two|It was half-past two o'clock when the knock came. I took my courage a deux mains and waited. In a few minutes Mary opened the door, and announced "Dr. Van Helsing."|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
14:30|1/2 past 2 o'clock|May 14th 1800. Wm and John set off into Yorkshire after dinner at 1/2 past 2 o'clock, cold pork in their pockets. I left them at the turning of the Low-wood bay under the trees. My heart was so full that I could barely speak to W. when I gave him a farewell kiss.|The Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth|Dorothy Wordsworth|unknown
14:32|2.32 p.m.|Like 2.32 p.m., Beecher and Avalon, L3 R2 (which meant left three blocks, right two) 2:35 p.m., and you wondered how you could pick up one box, then drive 5 blocks in 3 minutes and be finished cleaning out another box.|Post Office|Charles Bukowski|unknown
14:33|thirty-three minutes past two|At that moment his aunt appeared at the side of her cottage and gazed up the headland. Dalgliesh glanced at his wrist. It was thirty-three minutes past two. He let in the clutch and the Cooper Bristol bumped slowly down the track towards her.|Unnatural Causes|P.D. James|sfw
14:34|two thirty-four p.m.|At two thirty-four p.m., precisely, in the largest and most luxurious of the private rooms, Sister Brumfett lost a patient. She always thought of death that way. The patient was lost; the battle was over; she, Sister Brumfett, had been personally defeated.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
14:35|2:35 p.m.|Like 2.32 p.m., Beecher and Avalon, L3 R2 (which meant left three blocks, right two) 2:35 p.m., and you wondered how you could pick up one box, then drive 5 blocks in 3 minutes and be finished cleaning out another box.|Post Office|Charles Bukowski|unknown
14:36|2:36|“Drive safe,” says Ned. He texted me to send the van. That was at 2:36, I know because I looked at the clock, the art deco one right over there, see? Keeps perfect time. Then, I dunno, he just vanished.|Stone Mattress|Margaret Atwood|unknown
14:36|two thirty-six|I look at my watch. Two thirty-six. All I've got left today is take in the laundry and fix dinner.|The Elephant Vanishes|Haruki Murakami|unknown
14:37|2:37 P.M.|2:37 P.M.<br/>The conduit was roughly a meter and a half in diameter and pitch dark. He had expected that and had extracted a waterproof flashlight from an emergency kit in the wreckage of the Hind. It was helping, but not all that much. With the heat exchangers off, no water was flowing. The stone walls were merely moist, the curved sides covered with slime.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
14:38|2:38 P.M.|2:38 P.M.<br/>"Abdoullah" had finished unpacking the second crate, and now he examined what he had: two fifteen-kiloton nuclear devices, made using enriched uranium-235 from the Kahuta Nuclear Research Center. He smiled again to think they had been smuggled out right from under the noses of the officials at Kahuta, directly up the security elevators leading down to the U235 centrifuge at Level Five.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
14:39|2.39|Noo, there's a report come in fra' the station-master at Pinwherry that there was a gentleman tuk the 2.39 at Pinwherry.|Five Red Herrings|Dorothy L. Sayers|unknown
14:40|two-forty|If a girl looks swell when she meets you, who gives a damn if she’s late? Nobody. “We better hurry,” I said. “The show starts at two-forty.”|Catcher in the Rye|J.D. Salinger|nsfw
14:40|twenty minutes to three|Members of Big Side marked Michael and Alan as the two most promising three-quarters for Middle Side next year, and when the bell sounded at twenty minutes to three, the members of Big Side would walk with Michael and Alan towards the changing room and encourage them by flattery and genial ragging.|Sinister Street|Compton Mackenzie|unknown
14:41|2.41|At 2.41, when the afternoon fast train to London was pulling out of Larborough prompt to the minute, Miss Pym sat under the cedar on the lawn wondering whether she was a fool, and not caring much anyhow.|Miss Pym Disposes|Josephine Tey|unknown
14:42|2:42 P.M.|2:42 P.M.<br/>"No!" Cally screamed, but it was already too late. Before Chris Schneider even saw it coming, Ramirez shot him precisely between the eyes, neatly and without fanfare.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
14:43|2.43pm|Jacobson died at 2.43pm the next day after slashing his wrists with a razor blade in the second cubicle from the left in the men's washroom on the third floor.|Now: Zero|J.G. Ballard|nsfw
14:43|seventeen minutes to three|Then he began to breathe more freely; “the girl,” as he always mentally dubbed her, could not enter the grounds now without his seeing her. He looked at his watch for the third time—seventeen minutes to three. Just about the time he had planned. She should be here soon if she had left Miss Lloyd’s a little after two.|Silverthorns|Mrs. Molesworth|sfw
14:45|Quarter to three|He glanced down at his watch. He had been smiling as he stroked her awake, and was smiling now. “Quarter to three. I sat in my stupid old motel room for almost two hours after we talked, trying to convince myself that what I was thinking couldn’t be true. Only I didn’t get where I am by dodging the truth.”|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
14:45|quarter to three in the afternoon|The young tinker girl knocked at the back door at quarter to three in the afternoon. Marjan recognized her as one of the many freckled faces that lingered at the café windows long after other curious schoolchildren had left their mucky handprints behind.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
14:45|quarter to three|He never came down till a quarter to three.|The Diary of a Nobody|George and Weedon Grossmith|unknown
14:45|two forty-five|Pull the other one, and tell it to the marines, and don't make me laugh, and fuck off out of it, and all that, but the fact remained that it was still only two forty-five'.|The Pregnant Window|Martin Amis|nsfw
14:45|quarter to three|"What time is it?"<br/>"Look for yourself," the old woman says to me. I look, and I see the clock has no hands.<br/> "There are no hands," I say.<br/>The old woman looks at the clock face and says to me, "It's a quarter to three."|The Old Woman|Daniil Ivanovich Kharms|unknown
14:47|2:47 p.m.|The walls here were painted yellow, not red as they had been on Level I. The people wore yellow uniforms. A nurse by the elevator said, "The time is 2:47 p.m., gentlemen. You may continue your descent in one hour."|The Andromeda Strain|Michael Crichton|sfw
14:48|2:48 P.M.|2:48 P.M.<br/>Rais had finished retrieving the box of krytrons from the cockpit of the Huey and was headed down the elevator for the area directly below and south of the launch facility, the clean room where SatCom's expensive communications satellites were going to be prepped for launch.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
14:50|2:50|When it was 2:50 and the bank, too, had not been attacked, it was clear this was not the day of the big coup.|The Locked Room|Maj Sjöwall & Per Wahlöö|unknown
14:50|ten to three|Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?|The Old Vicarage, Grantchester|Rupert Brooke|unknown
14:53|seven minutes to three|“And what do you suppose Father Mahoney is thinking now, sitting there like some Romanian beggar and just before teatime? He knows very well we’re expecting him. If he’s even one minute late—I’m counting, it’s seven minutes to three on my watch—I’ll be telling him a thing or two.”|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
14:54|About 2.55|In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn’t cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2.55, when you know you’ve had all the baths you can usefully have that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul.|Life, the Universe and Everything|Douglas Adams|unknown
14:55|five to three|The superior, the very reverend John Conmee S.J. reset his smooth watch in his interior pocket as he came down the presbytery steps. Five to three. Just nice time to walk to Artane.|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
14:55|2.55 that afternoon|At 2.55 that afternoon, she parked across the road from her daughter’s school and waited for the students to emerge. She hadn’t slept at all. Her eyes ached, and there was a fuzzy heat in her head.|Kill Your Brother|Jack Heath|unknown
14:56|2.56 P.M.|2.56 P.M. Helen is alone now. Her face is out of frame, and through the viewfinder I see only a segment of the pillow, an area of crumpled sheet and the upper section of her chest and shoulders.|The 60 Minute Zoom|J.G. Ballard|unknown
14:58|two minutes to three|It was two minutes to three and Blackie was sitting alone at her desk. She was oppressed by a listlessness which was partly the result of delayed shock, partly fear, but which made any action seem an intolerable exertion. She supposed she could go home, although no one had told her so.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
14:58|two minutes to three|But generally it’s the other way, the slow way. She’ll turn that dial to a dead stop and freeze the sun there on the screen so it don’t move a scant hair for weeks, so not a leaf on a tree or a blade of grass in the pasture shimmers. The clock hands hang at two minutes to three and she’s liable to let them hang there till we rust.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
14:58|two minutes to three|From twenty minutes past nine until twenty-seven minutes past nine, from twenty-five minutes past eleven until twenty-eight minutes past eleven, from ten minutes to three until two minutes to three the heroes of the school met in a large familiarity whose Olympian laughter awed the fearful small boy that flitted uneasily past and chilled the slouching senior that rashly paused to examine the notices in assertion of an unearned right.|Sinister Street|Compton Mackenzie|unknown
14:58|two minutes to three|We betted that it would happen on the morrow; they took us up and gave us the odds of two to one; we betted that it would happen in the afternoon; we got odds of four to one on that; we betted that it would happen at two minutes to three; they willingly granted us the odds of ten to one on that.|The Chronicle of Young Satan|Mark Twain|unknown
14:59|about three o’clock|About three o’clock the four couples, frightened at their happiness, were sliding down the Russian mountains, a singular edifice which then occupied the heights of Beaujon, and whose undulating line was visible above the trees of the Champs Élysées.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
14:59|2.59 p.m.|A private wireless telegraph which would transmit by dot and dash system the result of a national equine handicap (flat or steeplechase) of one or more miles and furlongs won by an outsider at odds of 50 to 1 at 3 hr 8 m p.m. at Ascot (Greenwich time), the message being received and available for betting purposes in Dublin at 2.59 p.m.|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|Gunther's two conflicting feelings about Christmas almost rubbed each other out on the First Sunday in Advent. By three o'clock the fear feeling had practically vanished.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|unknown
15:00|three|At three that afternoon it was Peter who raised her from the semidaze in which she had been working, making her aware she was two damn-nears: damn-near starving and damn-near exhausted.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw
15:00|It’s three o’clock|The little velociraptor opened her jaws and hissed at Grant, in a posture of sudden intense fury.<br>“Fascinating,” Grant said.<br>“Can I stay and play with her?” Tim said.<br>“Not right now,” Ed Regis said, glancing at his watch. “It’s three o’clock, and it’s a good time for a tour of the park itself, so you can see all the dinosaurs in the habitats we have designed for them.”|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
15:00|Three o’clock|Three o’clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do. An odd moment in the afternoon.|Nausea|Jean-Paul Sartre|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|A few moments later, about three o’clock, Courfeyrec chanced to be passing along the Rue Mouffetard in company with Bossuet. The snow had redoubled in violence, and filled the air.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
15:00|three o’clock on the afternoon|At three o’clock on the afternoon there was a loud peal at the bell, an authoritative voice in the hall, and, to my surprise, no less a person than Mr. Athelney Jones was shown up to me. Very different was he, however, from the brusque and masterful professor of common sense who had taken over the case so confidently at Upper Norwood. His expression was downcast, and his bearing meek and even apologetic.|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|“Then good-night, your majesty, and I trust that we shall soon have some good news for you. And good-night, Watson,” he added, as the wheels of the royal brougham rolled down the street. “If you will be good enough to call to-morrow afternoon at three o’clock I should like to chat this little matter over with you.”|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
15:00|three|The next afternoon at three, I went to meet the new teacher. When I stepped inside Julian’s office I was shocked. It was completely empty. The books, the rugs, the big round table were all gone.|The Secret History|Donna Tartt|unknown
15:00|three o’clock in the afternoon|At about three o’clock in the afternoon, my whole body is hit by an overwhelming tiredness and I spent the last couple of hours of the day perusing the gift shop for stuffed koalas for Kay and Olivia and chilling out at a table inside the air-conditioned café.|Pictures of Lily|Paige Toon|unknown
15:00|three|All the doors were locked, everything in its proper place. Nothing out of the ordinary. I went back to the janitor’s room, set my alarm for three, and fell fast asleep.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
15:00|three|When the alarm went off at three, though, I woke up feeling weird. I can’t explain it, but I just felt different. I didn’t feel like getting up—it was like something was suppressing my will to get out of bed. I’m the type who usually leaps right out of bed, so I couldn’t understand it.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|Luisa crosses the office to Dom Grelsch’s door. Her boss is speaking on the phone in a low, irate voice. Luisa waits outside but overhears. “No—no, no, Mr, Frum, it 𝘪𝘴 black-and-white, tell me—hey, 𝘐’𝘮 talking now—tell me a 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 black-and-white ‘condition’ than leukemia? Know what I think? I think my wife is just one piece of paperwork between you and your three o’clock golf slot, isn’t she?”|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
15:00|Three o’clock|Jarvis whistled through his teeth. “Will the law help a man of your years bounce back from multiple spinal fractures, Timothy?”<br>Eddie: “Men of your age don’t bounce. They splat.”<br>I fought with all my might, but my sphincter was no longer my own and a cannonade fired off. Amusement or condescension I could have borne, but my tormentors’ pity signified my abject defeat. The toilet chain was pulled.<br>“Three o’clock,” Cavendish-Redux went down the pan.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
15:00|Three o’clock|I had pushed too hard. “Damn it to hell, Tim, my bank 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥! We were bled dry by those bloodsuckers at Lloyds! The days when I had that kind of spondulics at my beck and call are gone, gone, gone! Out house is mortgaged, twice over! I’m the mighty fallen, you’re the miniscule fallen. Anyway, you’ve got this ruddy book flying out of every bookshop in the known world!”<br>My face said what I had no words for.<br>“Oh Christ, you idiot. What’s the repayment schedule?”<br>I looked at my watch. “Three o’clock this afternoon.”|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|nsfw
15:00|three o’clock|By three o’clock, the heat had morphed into a feral creature, a snake bent on prey. It hissed and slithered across the pavements, poked its flaming tongue through keyholes. People inched closer t their fans, sucked harder on ice cubes and opened the windows, only to close them instantly.|The Island of Missing Trees|Elif Shafak|unknown
15:00|three|When the clock struck three, Elizabeth felt that she must go, and very unwillingly said so. Miss Bingley offered her the carriage, and she only wanted a little pressing to accept it, when Jane testified such concern in parting with her, that Miss Bingley was obliged to convert the offer of the chaise to an invitation to remain at Netherfield for the present.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
15:00|three o’clock in the afternoon|I sat down on the woodpile we kept under a swatch of canvas on this side of the house. “I imagine you’re out here on business. My wife’s.”<br>“I am.”<br>“Well, you’ve had your drink, so we better get down to it. I’ve still got a full day’s work ahead of me, and it’s three o’clock in the afternoon.”|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
15:00|three o’clock in the afternoon|The storm swept through all of Europe, raging through the night and on into the next day, and when Cromwell died at three o’clock in the afternoon it was still desolating the island.|Forever Amber|Kathleen Windsor|unknown
15:00|three o’clock precisely|At three o’clock precisely I was at Baker Street, but Holmes had not yet returned.|A Scandal in Bohemia, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|And now it was three o’clock. The Antichrist had been on Earth for fifteen hours, and one angel and one demon had been drinking solidly for three of them.|Good Omens|Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman|unknown
15:00|three|The city clocks had only just gone three, but it was quite dark already—it had not been light all day—and candles were flaring in the windows of the neighbouring offices, like ruddy smears upon the palpable brown air.|A Christmas Carol|Charles Dickens|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|Dating from three o’clock yesterday. My perpetual influence could not begin earlier, or you would not have been so much out of humour before.|Emma|Jane Austen|unknown
15:00|three-o’clock|Amory saw girls doing things that even in his memory would have been impossible: eating three-o’clock, after-dance suppers in impossible cafes, talking of every side of life with an air half of earnestness, half of mockery, yet with a furtive excitement that Amory considered stood for a real moral let-down. But he never realized how wide-spread it was until he saw the cities between New York and Chicago as one vast juvenile intrigue.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|The afternoon waned from the purging good of three o’clock to the golden beauty of four.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|With some difficulty, James battled his way past waves of scent, screeching voices and glossy black hair. <br>“What on earth is going on?” he asked when he reached the safety of his office.<br>Carlo shrugged. “It’s three o’clock.”<br>“I’m aware of the time, Carlo. Why are there so many women outside?”<br>“They are the 𝘧𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘦. The women who want to marry Allied servicemen.”|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|"I gotta get uptown by three o'clock."|A Confederacy of Dunces|John Kennedy Toole|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|"Remember," they shouted, "battle at three o'clock sharp. There's no time to lose."|Swallows and Amazons|Arthur Ransome|unknown
15:00|three|And the sound of the bell flooded the room with its melancholy wave; which receded, and gathered itself together to fall once more, when she heard, distractedly, something fumbling, something scratching at the door. Who at this hour? Three, good Heavens! Three already!|Mrs. Dalloway|Virginia Woolf|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|At three o'clock on the afternoon of that same day, he called on her. She held out her two hands, smiling in her usual charming, friendly way; and for a few seconds they looked deep into each other's eyes.|Bel-Ami|Guy de Maupassant|unknown
15:00|three|At three on the Wednesday afternoon, that bit of the painting was completed.|The Moonstone|Wilkie Collins|unknown
15:00|three|Ditched by the woman I loved, I exalted my suffering into a sign of greatness (lying collapsed on a bed at three in the afternoon), and hence protected myself from experiencing my grief as the outcome of what was at best a mundane romantic break-up. Chloe's departure may have killed me, but it had at least left me in glorious possession of the moral high ground. I was a martyr.|Essays in Love|Alain de Botton|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|He walks into the Hospital for Broken Things at three o'clock on Monday afternoon. That was the arrangement. If he came in after six o'clock, he was to head straight for the house in Sunset Park.|Sunset Park|Paul Auster|unknown
15:00|three o’clock|I had a three o’clock class in psychology, the first meeting of the semester, and I suspected I was going to miss it. I was right. Victoria made a real ritual of the whole thing, clothes coming off with the masturbatory dalliance of a strip show, the covers rolling back periodically to show this patch of flesh or that, strategically revealed.|Achates McNeil|T.C. Boyle|nsfw
15:00|three o'clock|It was three o'clock in the beautiful breezy autumn day when Mr. Casaubon drove off to his Rectory at Lowick, only five miles from Tipton; and Dorothea, who had on her bonnet and shawl, hurried along the shrubbery and across the park that she might wander through the bordering wood with no other visible companionship than that of Monk, the Great St. Bernard dog, who always took care of the young ladies in their walks|Middlemarch|George Eliot|unknown
15:00|three-o’clock|Ladies bathed before noon, after their three-o’clock naps, and by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.|To Kill a Mockingbird|Harper Lee|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|M. Madeleine usually came at three o'clock, and as punctuality was kindness, he was punctual.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|sfw
15:00|three o'clock|On Wednesday at three o'clock, Monsieur and Madame Bovary, seated in their dog-cart, set out for Vaubyessard, with a great trunk strapped on behind and a bonnet-box in front of the apron. Besides these Charles held a bandbox between his knees.|Madame Bovary|Gustave Flaubert|unknown
15:00|At three|The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning. Then the soul-erosion produced by high gambling - a compost of greed and fear and nervous tension - becomes unbearable and the senses awake and revolt from it.|Casino Royale|Ian Fleming|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|Three o'clock is the perfect time in Cham, because anything is possible. You can still ski, but also respectably start drinking, the shops have just reopened, the sun is still up. Three o'clock is never too late or too early.|Cham|Jonathan Trigell|unknown
15:00|three o'clock|Today was the day Alex had appointed for her 'punishment'. I became increasingly nervous as the hour of three o'clock approached. I was alone in the house, and paced restlessly from room to room, glancing at the clocks in each of them.|Deaf Sentence|David Lodge|unknown
15:01|about three|The sun was now setting. It was about three in the afternoon when Alisande had begun to tell me who the cowboys were; so she had made pretty good progress with it - for her. She would arrive some time or other, no doubt, but she was not a person who could be hurried.|A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court|Mark Twain|unknown
15:02|two minutes past three|But after months of checking and rechecking, Joseph Ricardo, of mixed race, born illegitimately in a Buenos Aires hospital at two minutes past three Western time on 19 October 1995, had officially been recognized.|The Children of Men|P.D. James|sfw
15:03|3.03pm.|I check Shingi's mobile phone - it says it's 3.03pm. I get out of bed, open my suitcase to take clean socks out and the smell of Mother hit my nose and make me feel dizzy.|Harare North|Brian Chikwava|unknown
15:04|four minutes past three|He saw the clock in the town-hall tower standing at four minutes past three on that hot and windless late-July afternoon.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
15:04|1504|Woken at 1504 by Michelangelo hammering away with his chisel.|101 Reykjavik|Hallgrímur Helgason|unknown
15:05|three-oh-five|"Five minutes ago it was three o'clock," Murphy said. "I can't be certain, but I theorize that it must now be about three-oh-five."<br/> I folded my arms. "I don't usually do stakeouts."|White Night|Jim Butcher|sfw
15:05|3:05 P.M.|For one moment Ruth could see the bones of the bats standing out clearly, as if in an X-ray picture.<br>Then all the green turned black.<br>It was 3:05 P.M.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
15:05|five minutes past three|Ultimately, at five minutes past three that afternoon, Smith admitted the falsity of the Fort Scott tale.<br/>"That was only something Dick told his family. So he could stay out overnight. Do some drinking."|In Cold Blood|Truman Capote|unknown
15:07|seven minutes past three|The next day was grey, threatening rain. He was there at seven minutes past three. The clock on the church over the way pointed to it. They had arranged to be there at three fifteen. Therefore, if she had been there when he came, she would have been eight minutes before her time.|Twenty Thousand Streets Under The Sky|Patrick Hamilton|unknown
15:08|eight minutes past three|The mist was thinning now and he could just discern the Grange itself - a substantial, dark shadow marked by blurs of lights from the windows. His watch showed that it was eight minutes past three. So they would all be closeted now in solitary meditation waiting for the four o'clock summons to announce their final votes.|The Black Tower|P.D. James|sfw
15:08|3 hr 8 m p.m.|A private wireless telegraph which would transmit by dot and dash system the result of a national equine handicap (flat or steeplechase) of 1 or more miles and furlongs won by an outsider at odds of 50 to 1 at 3 hr 8 m p.m. at Ascot (Greenwich time), the message being received and available for betting purposes in Dublin at 2.59 p.m.|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
15:09|3.09|On the next day he boarded the London train which reaches Hull at 3.09. At Paragon Station he soon singled out Beamish from Merriman's description.|The Pit-Prop Syndicate|Freeman Wills Crofts|unknown
15:10|ten after three|It was ten after three when Miles drove into the park. He saw the Binghams' black GMC pickup standing next to the pump. He pulled up beside it and almost before he came to a stop Beverly opened the door and got into the front seat with him. He thought at first that she had been crying, but what he took to be tears on her cheeks were raindrops.|Staggerford|Jon Hassler|unknown
15:10|3:10 p.m.|At 3:10 p.m., the restaurant was still about two hours from opening, which was how Randy liked it for their visits. As they passed by the wooden benches and coat racks in the lobby, Eva liked to stop and look at a sepia-toned portrait of the owners, Jack Dougherty and Ishmael Mendoza, and a framed “Story of Lulu’s” that was meant to help pass the time for customers willing to tolerate a substantial wait.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
15:10|3.10pm|This time it was only the simple fact that the hands chanced to point to 3.10pm, the precise moment at which all the clocks of London had stopped.|The Purple Cloud|M.P. Shiel|unknown
15:13|thirteen minutes past three|The lift moved. It was thirteen minutes past three. The bell gave out its ping. Two men stepped out of the lift, Alan Norman and another man. Tony Blair walked into the office.|Virtual Assassin|Simon Kearns|unknown
15:14|3.14|A signal sounded. "There's the 3.14 up," said Perks. "You lie low till she's through, and then we'll go up along to my place, and see if there's any of them strawberries ripe what I told you about."|The Railway Children|Edith Nesbit|unknown
15:14|THREE fourteen|I shall be back at exactly THREE fourteen, for our hour of revery together, real sweet revery darling|On the Road|Jack Kerouac|unknown
15:15|quarter after three|A quarter after three. There was time to check with the local morgues to see if they had turned up any likely John Does - who knew, my search might be over before the day's end - and then get bank to deposit my money and fire off a check to my landlord.|Storm Front|Jim Butcher|sfw
15:15|three-fifteen|The boss had had something rather more spectacular than a bowel movement; at three-fifteen that day he had done something in his pants that was the equivalent of a shit A-bomb.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|nsfw
15:15|three-fifteen|Sixsmith next lines up for an airplane ticket. News of delays lulls him like a litany. He keeps a nervous eye out for sign of Seaboard’s agents coming to pick him up at this late hour. Finally, a ticket clerk waves him over.<br>“I have to get to London. Any destination in the United Kingdom, in fact. Any seat, any airline. I’ll pay in cash.”<br>“Not a 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳, sir.” The clerk’s tiredness shows through her makeup. “Earliest I can manage”—she consults a teleprinted sheet—"London Heathrow . . .. tomorrow afternoon, three-fifteen departure, Laker Skytrains, change at JFK."|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
15:15|quarter past three|Gordon was alone. He wandered back to the door. The strawberry-nosed man glanced over his shoulder, caught Gordon's eye, and moved off, foiled. He had been on the point of slipping Edgar Wallace into his pocket. The clock over the Prince of Wales struck a quarter past three.|Keep the Aspidistra Flying|George Orwell|unknown
15:15|3:15|I got out my old clothes. I put wool socks over my regular socks and took my time lacing up the boots. I made a couple of tuna sandwiches and some double-decker peanut-butter crackers. I filled my canteen and attached the hunting knife and the canteen to my belt. As I was going out the door, I decided to leave a note. So I wrote: "Feeling better and going to Birch Creek. Back soon. R. 3:15." That was about four hours from now.|Where I'm Calling From|Raymond Carver|unknown
15:15|3:15|July 3: 5 3/4 hours. Little done today. Deepening lethargy, dragged myself over to the lab, nearly left the road twice. Concentrated enough to feed the zoo and get the log up to date. Read through the operating manuals Whitby left for the last time, decided on a delivery rate of 40 rontgens/min., target distance of 530 cm. Everything is ready now. Woke 11:05. To sleep 3:15.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
15:16|1516|The Nimrod rendezvoused with the light aircraft at 1516 GMT.|The Crow Road|Iain Banks|unknown
15:18|3:18 P.M.|3:18 P.M.<br/>Vance cocked the Pakistani's Uzi and trained it on the door, not sure what to do. The fear was that he might inadvertently kill a friendly. Hostage situations always presented that harrowing possibility. Quick identifications and quick decisions were what made good antiterrorist teams. He was afraid he had neither skill. He wasn't even that great a shot.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
15:20|3:20|He checked his watch. Only 3:20, but that was close enough for government work. Claudette Albertson surprised him. “No, it’s Mr. Hayes, right down here on the first floor with us.”<br>“Are you sure?” Dan had played a game of checkers with Charlie Hayes just that afternoon, and for a man with acute myelogenous leukemia, he’d seemed as lively as a cricket.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
15:20|three twenty|When the phone rang at three twenty I was sprawled out on the tatami, starting at the ceiling. A pool of winter sunlight had formed in the place where I lay. Like a dead fly I lay there, vacant, in a December 1971 spotlight.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
15:20|twenty minutes past three|At twenty minutes past three on Monday, 26 January 1948, in Tokyo, and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking and I am drinking.|Occupied City|David Peace|unknown
15:21|3:21 P.M.|3:21 P.M.<br/>"Let them go," Ramirez said. "We have what we need." He bent down and picked up the box.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
15:22|3:22 P.M.|3:22 P.M.<br/>As Stone Aimes stepped off the elevator on the sixth floor, his mind was running through his options. This phone call had to be about Winston Bartlett. He was going to step up the pressure.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
15:23|three twenty-three|Three twenty-three! Is that all? Doesn't time - no, I've already said that, thought that. I sit and watch the seconds change on the watch. I used to have a limited edition Rolex worth the price of a new car but I lost it.|Espedair Street|Iain Banks|unknown
15:25|15.25|"Hmm, let's see. It's a three-line rail-fence, a, d, g...d-a-r-l...Got it: 'Darling Hepzibah'<br/>Hepzibah? What kind of name is that?<br/>'Will meet you Reading Sunday 15.25 train Didcot-Reading.' Reading you all right, you idiots."|C|Tom McCarthy|unknown
15:25|three twenty-five|The next afternoon Mr. Underhill finished at the office early and took the three o'clock train, arriving out in Green Town at three twenty-five, in plenty of time to drink in the brisk rays of the autumnal sun.|The Playground|Ray Bradbury|unknown
15:27|3.27 p.m.|And she rang the Reverend Peters and he came into school at 3.27 p.m. and he said, "So, young man, are we ready to roll?"|The Curious Incident Of The Dog In The Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
15:28|nearly half-past three|"Good heavens!" she said, "it's nearly half-past three. I must fly. Don't forget about the funeral service," she added, as she put on her coat. "The tapers, the black coffin in the middle of the aisle, the nuns in their white-winged coifs, the gloomy chanting, and the poor cowering creature without any teeth, her face all caved in like an old woman's, wondering whether she wasn't really and in fact dead - wondering whether she wasn't already in hell. Goodbye."|Nuns at Luncheon|Aldous Leonard Huxley|unknown
15:29|3:29 P.M.|Wednesday 3:29 P.M.<br/> "Michael, you look marvelous. It's so good to see you again. I really mean that. The years have treated you well." Eva Borodin leaned back against the gray fabric of the Saab's headrest and appraised him.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
15:29|3:29 P.M.|3:29 P.M.<br/>Events were getting serious enough that the operation had been moved down to the Situation Room, in the White House basement.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
15:30|Half past three|“Half past three. Tea time,” said Mary Poppins, and she wheeled the perambulator round and shut her mouth tight again as though it were a trap door. She did not say another word all the way home.|Mary Poppins|P.L. Travers|unknown
15:30|3:30|At first, the change of scene appeared to be working. He managed to digest the roast beef sandwich and asparagus salad he ordered for lunch. At 3:30 he met a friend’s girlfriend in the hotel tearoom, where he sent his stomach a piece of cherry pie and black coffee, which also stayed down.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
15:30|half-past three|There wasn’t the faintest trace of writing on any of them, not even Auntie Mabel’s Birthday, or dentist, half-past three.|Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets|J.K. Rowling|unknown
15:30|half-past three|They found two unlocked bicycles in Holder Court and rode out about half-past three along the Lawrenceville Road.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
15:30|half-past thrrree|"Before I am rrroasting the alarm-clock, I am setting it to go off, not at nine o'clock the next morning, but at half-past thrrree the next afternoon. Vhich means half-past thrrree this afternoon. And that", she said, glancing at her wrist-watch, "is in prrree-cisely seven minutes' time!"|The Witches|Roald Dahl|unknown
15:30|3.30 p.m.|3.30 p.m. Catch school bus home|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
15:30|half past three|I must have completed my packing with time to spare, for when the knock came on my door at half past three precisely, I had been sitting in my chair waiting for a good while. I opened the door to a young Chinese man, perhaps not even twenty, dressed in a gown, his hat in his hand.|When We Were Orphans|Kazuo Ishiguro|unknown
15:32|3:32|At 3:32 precisely, I noticed Kaitlyn striding confidently past the Wok House. She saw me the moment I raised my hand, flashed her very white and newly straightened teeth at me, and headed over.|The Fault in Our Stars|John Green|unknown
15:33|3:33 PM|Jon stepped out of the Peugeot and headed inside the Shrine of the Book, his heart throbbing a pulse he could feel down to his fingertips. A walk down the ramp brought him to the office of the director, Dov Sonnenfeld. He looked at his watch: 3:33 PM.|A Skeleton in God's Closet|Paul L. Maier|unknown
15:33|three thirty-three|I picked up my briefcase, glancing at my watch again as I did so. Three thirty-three.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
15:35|three-thirty-five|By three-thirty-five business really winds down. I have already sold my ladderback chairs and my Scottish cardigans. I'm not even sure now why I've sold all these things, except perhaps so as not to be left out of this giant insult to one's life that is a yard sale, this general project of getting rid quick.|Anagrams|Lorrie Moore|unknown
15:35|3:35 P.M.|If Me flashed a little crazy after a restless night of smoking & prowling the darkened house with owl-eyes alert to suspicious noises outside & on the roof, it didn’t inevitably mean she’d still be in such a state when the schoolbus deposited Wolfie back home at 3:35 P.M.|I Am No One You Know: Stories|Joyce Carol Oates|unknown
15:37|15.37|The explosion was now officially designated an "Act of God". But, thought Dirk, what god? And why? What god would be hanging around Terminal Two of Heathrow Airport trying to catch the 15.37 flight to Oslo?|The Long Dark Tea Time of the Soul|Douglas Adams|unknown
15:39|three thirty-nine|I lived two lives in late 1965 and early 1963, one in Dallas and one in Jodie. They came together at three thirty-nine in the afternoon of April 10.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
15:40|three-forty|At three-forty, Cliff called to report that Dilworth and his lady friend were sitting on the deck of the Amazing Grace, eating fruit and sipping wine, reminiscing a lot, laughing a little. “From what we can pick up with directional microphones and from what we can see, I’d say they don’t have any intention of going anywhere. Except maybe to bed. They sure do seem to be a randy old pair.”<br/>“Stay with them,” Lem said. “I don’t trust him.”|Watchers|Dean Koontz|nsfw
15:41|15:41|At 15:41 GMT, the Cessna's engine began to cut out and the plane - presumably out of fuel - began to lose altitude|The Crow Road|Iain Banks|unknown
15:42|3:42 p.m.|Montoya gave his computer an order and the feed blurred to 3:42 p.m. Our vehicle came to the driveway three minutes later.|Deadly Cross|James Patterson|unknown
15:44|3.44 p.m.|The armed response team hastily assembled from Strängnäs arrived at Bjurman's summer cabin at 3.44 p.m.|The Girl who Played with Fire|Stieg Larsson|unknown
15:45|3:45 P.M.|Still, with that many acres of old vehicles, his chances looked pretty good. He glaced at his watch - 3:45 P.M.|French Creek|Peter Rennebohm|unknown
15:45|3:45 p.m.|It’s 3:45 p.m. and dark outside as I walk down the quiet hospice corridor, looking for Luke O’Leary’s room. I find it - his name card is in the holder outside the door, and the door is ajar. I hesitate. Afraid. There’s a small flow from inside. A curtain hangs partially across the doorway. I easy back the curtain and enter quietly.|Beneath Devil’s Bridge|Loreth Anne White|unknown
15:45|3:45pm|I opened my notebook, flipped almost to the end before I found a blank page, and wrote October 5th, 3:45pm, Dunning to Longview Cem, puts flowers on parents’ (?) graves. Rain.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
15:45|three forty-five|“Well, it’s already three forty-five. You’ll never make it.”<br>“Is the backup bad?”<br>“Looks like a major accident up ahead. This is no ordinary traffic jam. We’ve hardly moved for quite a while.”|1Q84, Book One|Haruki Murakami|unknown
15:45|3:45|One meal is enough now, topped up with a glucose shot. Sleep is still 'black', completely unrefreshing. Last night I took a 16 mm. film of the first three hours, screened it this morning at the lab. The first true-horror movie. I looked like a half-animated corpse. Woke 10:25. To sleep 3:45.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
15:47|3:47 P.M.|One day, the 30th of September, at 3:47 P.M., a telegram, transmitted by cable from Valentia (Ireland) to Newfoundland and the American Mainland, arrived at the address of President Barbicane.|Journey to the Center of the Earth|Jules Verne|sfw
15:49|3.49 p.m.|3.49 p.m. Get off school bus at home|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
15:49|3.49 pm|But there were more bad things than good things. And one of them was that Mother didn't get back from work til 5.30 pm so I had to go to Father's house between 3.49 pm and 5.30 pm because I wasn't allowed to be on my own and Mother said I didn't have a choice so I pushed the bed against the door in case Father tried to come in.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time|Mark Haddon|unknown
15:50|3.50 p.m.|3.50 p.m. Have juice and snack|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
15:51|fifty-one minutes after fifteen o'clock|Date of the telegram, Rome, November 24, ten minutes before twenty-three o'clock. The telegram seems to say, "The Sovereigns and the Royal Children expect themselves at Rome tomorrow at fifty-one minutes after fifteen o'clock."|Italian Without a Master|Mark Twain|unknown
15:53|seven minutes to four|It was like the clouds lifting away from the sun. Jodie glanced at Reacher. He glanced at the clock. Seven minutes to four. Less than three hours to go.|Tripwire|Lee Child|unknown
15:54|3:54 p.m.|We were visible in the lower part of the frame of the feed from the east side of Eleventh at 3:54 p.m. Two minutes passed and there it was a placard with the SHOOT THE RICH graffiti on it held by a guy in an LA Dodgers cap, dark sunglasses, a khaki-green shirt, and a black bandana around his neck.|Deadly Cross|James Patterson|unknown
15:55|3.55 p.m.|3.55 p.m. Give Toby food and water|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
15:56|four minutes to four|Four minutes to four. Newman sighed again, lost in thought.|Tripwire|Lee Child|unknown
15:57|close upon four|It was close upon four before the door opened, and a drunken-looking groom, ill-kempt and side-whiskered with an inflamed face and disreputable clothes, walked into the room. Accustomed as I was to my friend's amazing powers in the use of disguises, I had to look three times before I was certain that it was indeed he.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
15:58|Towards four o'clock|Towards four o'clock the condition of the English army was serious. The Prince of Orange was in command of the centre, Hill of the right wing, Picton of the left wing. The Prince of Orange, desperate and intrepid, shouted to the Hollando-Belgians: "Nassau! Brunswick! Never retreat!"|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
15:59|nearly 4|He looked at his watch: it was nearly 4. He helped Delphine to her feet and led her down a passage to a rear door that gave on to the hospital garden.|The Blue Afternoon|William Boyd|unknown
16:00|four|At four you can go into the greenhouse and get two dozen daffodils to remind us of spring, that there is a spring.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
16:00|four o’clock|It was four o’clock, and they had another hour of daylight left before it would be time to quit. Charlie wanted to shoot his father’s gun as promised, though not at a duck, but he didn’t know if he dared ask.|Blue Springs|Peter Rennebohm|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|I followed his gaze to the mantelpiece. The clock had stopped at four o’clock.<br>“Mon ami, someone has tampered with it. It had still three days to run. It is an eight-day clock, you comprehend?”<br>“But what should they want to do that for? Some idea of a false scent by making the crime appear to have taken place at four o’clock?”|The Big Four|Agatha Christie|unknown
16:00|four|It’s a delusional painter who finishes a canvas at two o’clock and expects radical societal transformation by four. Even when artists write manifestos, they are (hopefully) aware that their exigent tone is, finally, borrowed, only echoing and mimicking the urgency of the guerrilla’s demands, or the activist’s protests, rather than truly enacting it. The people sometimes demand change. They almost never demand art.|Intimations|Zadie Smith|unknown
16:00|four|“If ever you are passing my way," said Bilbo, "don’t wait to knock! Tea is at four, but any of you are welcome at any time.”|The Hobbit|J.R.R. Tolkien|unknown
16:00|four clock|At four clock, Eva unspools the finished Harvard reference from her typewriter, folds it neatly, and places it inside a good cream envelope. Then she shrugs on her coat, checks her handbag for car keys, purse, compact.|Versions of Us|Laura Barnett|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|But, with a throb of undiluted angst, I realized that I’d felt such restlessness and emptiness in the past. Often. It usually kicked in at about four o’clock on a Sunday, but had arrived slightly late today, no doubt still on New York time.|Rachel’s Holiday|Marian Keyes|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|It was four o’clock before we finally got away. Now, for some reason, it was Charles and Camilla who weren’t speaking. They’d fought about something - I’d seen them arguing in the yard - and all the way home, in the back seat, they sat side by side and stared straight ahead, their arms folded across their chests in what I am sure they did not realize was a comically identical fashion.|The Secret History|Donna Tartt|unknown
16:00|four|Sammy woke, flushed and disoriented, around four that afternoon. We made our tea together. I put on bread to toast and I put soup in a pan to heat. Outside the weather worsened, tumbling up into a spring storm, all squalls and blusters. Sammy rode on my hip and we made a game of it as I walked around the house checking the window fixings and drawing the curtains, even though it wasn’t yet properly dark.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|They stood at the iron rail, not talking among themselves, just watching. And taking long slow deep breaths, like tourists from the Midwest standing for the first time on Pemaquid Point or Quoddy Head in Maine, breathing deep of the fresh sea air. As a sign of respect, Rose took off her tophat and held it by her side.<br>At four o’clock they trooped back to their encampment in the parking lot, invigorated. They would return the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that. They would return until the good steam was exhausted, and then they would move on.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
16:00|four in the afternoon|“Good morning, Dr. Tuttle,” I said.<br>“It’s four in the afternoon,” she said. “I’m sorry it took me so long to return your call. My cats had an emergency. Are you feeling better? The symptoms you described in your message, frankly, puzzle me.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
16:00|four P.M.|Well, it had become pretty clear I wasn’t going to be able to catch E. on her own. She never appeared at the belfry at four P.M. That my communiqués were being intercepted was the only explanation that occurred to me.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|I propose myself the satisfaction of waiting on you and your family, Monday, November 18th, by four o’clock, and shall probably trespass on your hospitality till the Saturday se’ennight following, which I can do without any inconvenience, as Lady Catherine is far from objecting to my occasional absence on a Sunday, provided that some other clergyman is engaged to do the duty of the day.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|“At four o’clock, therefore, we may expect this peace-making gentleman," said Mr. Bennet, as he folded up the letter.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|It was nearly four o’clock when we at last, after passing through the beautiful Stroud Valley, and over the broad gleaming Severn, found ourselves at the pretty little country-town of Ross. A lean, ferret-like man, furtive and sly-looking, was waiting for us upon the platform.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|She lay down at four o’clock, not expecting to sleep a wink, but her healing body had its own priorities. She went under almost instantly, and when she woke to the insistent 𝘥𝘢𝘩-𝘥𝘢𝘩-𝘥𝘢𝘩 of her bedside clock, she was glad she had set the alarm. Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters. The light had gone that strange and depthless gold which seems the exclusive property of late-fall afternoons in New England.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
16:00|four p.m.|So then my father refused to eat Christmas lunch with us, which my mother finally served at around four p.m., by which time we were all starving and quite drunk, and, well … it was a very dysfunctional Christmas Day.|Apples Never Fall|Liane Moriarty|unknown
16:00|four o’clock in the afternoon|"That’s enough to begin with," Humpty Dumpty interrupted: "there are plenty of hard words there. 'Brillig' means four o’clock in the afternoon — the time when you begin broiling things for dinner."|Through the Looking Glass|Lewis Carroll|unknown
16:00|4 p.m.|Please join us on Sunday February 2nd 2003 from 4 p.m. at the Hoxton Gallery, London N1, to preview a new exhibition of faecal paintings by Catherine Leidensteiner.|Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction|Sue Townsend|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|Billy Bibbit and his girl mentioned that it was after four o’clock and, if it was all right, if people didn’t mind, they’d like to have Mr. Turkle unlock the Seclusion Room.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|“If you should have no objection to receive me into your house,<br>I propose myself the satisfaction of waiting on you and your family,<br>Monday, November 18th, by four o’clock, and shall probably trespass<br>on your hospitality till the Saturday se’ennight following, which I can<br>do without any inconvenience, as Lady Catherine is far from objecting<br>to my occasional absence on a Sunday, provided that some other clergyman is engaged to do the duty of the day.”|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|Later in the morning, and just as the girls were going to separate in preparation for the regular four o’clock dinner, the hero of this inimitable charade walked in again.|Emma|Jane Austen|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|“Think of me to-morrow, my dear Emma, about four o’clock,” was Mrs. Weston’s parting injunction; spoken with some anxiety, and meant only for her.|Emma|Jane Austen|unknown
16:00|four|The afternoon waned from the purging good of three o’clock to the golden beauty of four.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
16:00|four o'clock|... when they all sat down to table at four o'clock, about three hours after his arrival, he had secured his lady, engaged her mother's consent, and was not only in the rapturous profession of the lover, but, in the reality of reason and truth, one of the happiest of men.|Sense and Sensibility|Jane Austen|unknown
16:00|four|What else can I answer, When the lights come on at four At the end of another year|“Toads Revisited” - The Whitsun Weddings|Philip Larkin|unknown
16:00|4.00 p.m.|4.00 p.m. Take Toby out of his cage|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
16:00|four o'clock|As he turned off towards the fishing village of Cellardyke, the familiar pips announced the four o'clock news. The comforting voice of the newsreader began the bulletin. "The convicted serial killer and former TV chat show host Jacko Vance has begun his appeal against conviction."|The Last Temptation|Val McDermid|unknown
16:00|four|Charmian woke at four and sensed the emptiness of the house.|Memento Mori|Muriel Spark|unknown
16:00|four|Djerzinski arrived punctually at four o’clock. Desplechin had asked to see him. The case was intriguing. Certainly, it was common for a researcher to take a year’s sabbatical to work in Norway or Japan, or one of those sinister countries where middle aged people committed suicide en masse.|Atomised|Michel Houellebecq|unknown
16:00|four o'clock|Four o'clock: wedge-shaped gardens lie Under a cavernous, a wind-picked sky.|Sad Steps|Philip Larkin|unknown
16:00|four o'clock|Four o'clock: when time in the city quivers on its axis - the day not yet spent, the wheels of evening just beginning to turn. The handover hour, was how Marius liked to think of it.|The Act of Love|Howard Jacobson|unknown
16:00|Four o’clock|Four o’clock has just struck. Good! Arrangement, revision, reading from four to five. Short snooze of restoration for myself, from five to six. Affair of agent and sealed letter from seven to eight. At eight, en route.|The Woman in White - The Story Continued|Walter Hartwright VII|unknown
16:00|four o'clock|He played for twenty-two days, just as he said he would. Every day at four o'clock in the afternoon, regardless of how much fighting was going on around him.|The Cellist Of Sarajevo|Steven Galloway|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|Her eyes caught the kryptonite glow of the digital clock on the front of the microwave. Honest and true, the numbers spelled out the time although she, for a moment, found its calculation to be somehow erroneous. It was four o’clock in the afternoon.|Blood Bride|Susan May Gudge|unknown
16:00|four o'clock|I doubt whether anyone was commissioned to send the news along the actual telegraph, and yet Mrs. Proudie knew it before four o'clock. But she did not know it quite accurately.<br/>"Bishop", she said, standing at her husband's study door. "They have committed that man to gaol. There was no help for them unless they had forsworn themselves."|The Last Chronicle of Barset|Anthony Trollope|unknown
16:00|Four o’clock|I only found out much later that those flowers were called Four o’clock, and were not magic at all. The magic was in the seed, waiting to be watered and cared for, the real magic was life.|Ghost Generations|Susan May Gudge|unknown
16:00|four o’clock|In the end, it was the Sunday afternoons he couldn’t cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in about 2.55, when you know you’ve had all the baths you can usefully have that day, that however hard you stare at any given paragraph in the newspaper you will never actually read it, or use the revolutionary new pruning technique it describes, and that as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o’clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul.|Life, the Universe and Everything|Douglas Adams|unknown
16:00|struck four|In the four thousand rooms of the Centre the four thousand electric clocks simultaneously struck four. Discarnate voices called from the trumpet mouths.|Brave New World|Aldous Leonard Huxley|unknown
16:00|4 o'clock|It was my turn to cook the evening meal so I didn't linger in the common room. It was exactly 4 o'clock as I made my way out of the building, and doors opened behind and before me, discharging salvos of vocal babble and the noise of chair-legs scraping on wooden floors.|Deaf Sentence|David Lodge|unknown
16:00|1600h.|The horrifying R.N. wipes Gately's face off as best she can with her hand and says she'll try to fit him in for a sponge bath before she goes off shift at 1600h., at which Gately goes rigid with dread.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
16:01|1601|Light is coming in through the curtains. Suddenly the digits on the clock radio look like a year. 1601. I woke up a bit early, don't have to be born for another 400 years.|101 Reykjavik|Hallgrímur Helgason|unknown
16:02|two minutes after four|I'd just looked up at the clock, to make sure time wasn't getting away from me, when I heard the shot. It was two minutes after four. I didn't know what to do.|Southern Ghost|Carolyn G. Hart|unknown
16:03|16.03|She read the page carefully and then said, "16.03 - cat goes to the toilet in front garden."|What was Lost|Catherine O'Flynn|unknown
16:04|A little after four o'clock|A little after four o'clock, Pippa meandered over to Dot's house carrying a bottle of wine she had been keeping in reserve and wondering if she could possibly be pregnant in spite of the vestigial coil still lodged in her uterus like astronaut litter abandoned on the moon.|The Private Lives of Pippa Lee|Rebecca Miller|unknown
16:05|five past four|I was standing at the top of the long flight, overlooking the red brick buildings that walled the snow-filled quad and preparing to catch the trolley back to the asylum, when a tall young man with a rather ugly and bespectacled, but intelligent face, came up and said, "Could you please tell me the time?"<br/>I glanced at my watch. "Five past four."|The Bell Jar|Sylvia Plath|unknown
16:05|five minutes past four|IT was exactly five minutes past four as Mr. Robert Audley stepped out upon the platform at Shoreditch, and waited placidly … it took a long while to make matters agreeable to all claimants, and even the barrister's seraphic indifference to mundane affairs nearly gave way.|Lady Audley's Secret|Mary Elizabeth Braddon|unknown
16:06|six minutes after four|At six minutes after four, Benny's Cadillac pulled up in front of Mr. Botelia's store, and Benny's mother stepped out of the car with Penelope, who was gnawing on the tip of an ice cream cone.|Follow Me: A Novel|Joanna Scott|unknown
16:07|seven minutes after four|But he released him immediately because the ladder slipped from under his feet and for an instant he was suspended in air and then he realised that he had died without Communion, without time to repent of anything or to say goodbye to anyone, at seven minutes after four on Pentecost Sunday.|Love in the Time of Cholera|Gabriel García Márquez|unknown
16:08|eight minutes after four|It was eight minutes after four. I still don't have a plan. Maybe the guys in the Nova, maybe they had a plan.|The Monkey's Raincoat|Robert Crais|unknown
16:09|nine minutes after four|"I have to hang up now," Rosemary said. "I just wanted to know if there was any improvement."<br/>"No, there isn't. It was nice of you to call."<br/>She hung up. It was nine minutes after four.|Rosemary's Baby|Ira Levin|unknown
16:10|Four-ten|"I don't like this waiting," he said.<br/>She smiled. "You'd make a terrible PI."<br/>"What time is it?"<br/>"Four-ten. Fifteen minutes later than the last time you asked."|Copper River|William Kent Krueger|sfw
16:10|ten past four|This Saturday he had left the greetings to Father Martin, but at ten past four he thought it would be courteous to put in an appearance.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
16:10|1610h.|1610h. E.T.A Weight room. Freestyle circuits. The clank and click of various resistance systems.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
16:10|ten-past four|She looks at the clock. She's in the kitchen. A minute left. She waits. It's ten-past four. She picks up the eclair. She licks the cream out of it. She watches herself.It's fuckin' stupid. But. She bites into the chocolate, and the pastry that's been softened by the cream. Jack's not home yet. Leannes's at work. Paula will be leaving, herself, in a bit. She's a year off the drink. Exactly a year. She looks at the clock. A year and a minute.|Paula Spencer|Roddy Doyle|nsfw
16:10|four-ten|The change came at four-ten. Lying on the sand, the woman in the black suit saw it coming and relaxed.|The Women|Ray Bradbury|unknown
16:11|4:11 P.M.|4:11 P.M. Thurs. A Huey helicopter flies east overhead as the last of the U.S. Marines make ready to leave the beach; a buzzard dangles in the thermals closer over the town.|Seek|Denis Johnson|unknown
16:12|twelve minutes after four|At precisely twelve minutes after four a body of cavalry rode into the square, four abreast, clearing a way for the funeral cortege.|The Empty Mirror|J. Sydney Jones|unknown
16:13|4.13pm|But at precisely 4.13pm, the fifty thousand spectators saw the totally unexpected happen, before their very eyes. From the most crowded section of the southern grandstand, an apparition suddenly emerged.|Aunt Julia and the Scriptwriter|Mario Vargas Llosa|unknown
16:14|4.14pm|Then at 4.14pm on March 12 I moved behind zinc-zirconium-not-to-be-revealed-compounds protecting me in this hill, and God have mercy but the struggle is just exchanged for the next one, which is exhausting me further as I say, to separate the true from the false.|Already Dead|Denis Johnson|unknown
16:15|4:15 P.M.|4:15 P.M.<br>Viewed through the window of the Purple Line train, the southbound Howard stop on the El was crowded—but less so than the northbound side, clustered with the first bloom of suburban commuters, weary from their early mornings and afternoon caffeine and blood sugar crashes.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
16:15|quarter past four|I remember the dread with which I at quarter past four<br/>Let go with a bang behind me our house front door|False Security|John Betjeman|unknown
16:15|quarter past four|It is only a quarter past four, (shewing his watch) and you are not now in Bath. No theatre, no rooms to prepare for. Half an hour at Northanger must be enough.|Northanger Abbey|Jane Austen|unknown
16:15|4:15|Must have the phone disconnected. Some contractor keeps calling me up about payment for 50 bags of cement he claims I collected ten days ago. Says he helped me load them onto a truck himself. I did drive Whitby's pick-up into town but only to get some lead screening. What does he think I'd do with all that cement? Just the sort of irritating thing you don't expect to hang over your final exit. (Moral: don't try too hard to forget Eniwetok.) Woke 9:40. To sleep 4:15.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
16:15|quarter past four|On the tenth day of October at quarter past four in the afternoon with a dry hot wind blowing through the passes Maria found herself in Baker. She had never meant to go as far as Baker, had started out that day as every day, her only destination the freeway. But she had driven out the San Bernardino and up the Barstow and instead of turning back at Barstow (she had been out that far before but never that late in the day, it was past time to navigate back, she was Out too far too late, the rhythm was lost) she kept driving.|Play It as It Lays|Joan Didion|unknown
16:15|4.15|The sun had begun to sink in the west, and the shadow of an oak branch had crept across my knees. My watch said it was 4.15.|The Wind-up Bird Chronicle|Haruki Murakami|unknown
16:16|4.16pm|4.16pm The terrace outside the bar is packed, and Igor feels proud of his ability to plan things, because even though he's never been to Cannes before, he had foreseen precisely this situation and reserved a table.|The Winner Stands Alone|Paulo Coelho|unknown
16:17|four-seventeen|Apparently the great Percy has no sense of humour, for at four-seventeen he got tired of it, and hit Skinner crisply in the right eyeball, blacking the same as per illustration.|A Prefect's Uncle|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
16:17|seventeen minutes after four|In the next instant she was running toward her house, unmindful of the bags she had dropped, seeing only the police cars, knowing as she glanced down at her watch and saw that it was seventeen minutes after four, that for her time had stopped.|Life Penalty|Joy Fielding|unknown
16:18|4.18 p.m.|4.18 p.m. Put Toby into his cage|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
16:19|4:19 PM|Jessica [4:19 PM] Don't tease me like that. I haven't been to a play in years. Charles [4:19 PM] Then it'll be my treat. You and the hubby can have big fun on me.|The Other Woman|Eric Jerome Dickey|unknown
16:20|4:20 p.m.|“So, it was routinely tracked every fifty minutes. The last reported sighting was at 4:20 p.m. Central Menaya time. It was still coming sunward and nearly at the point of closest approach to Farholme - estimated to be at one hundred thousand kilometers out - but was still behaving itself."|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
16:20|4.20 p.m.|4.20 p.m. Watch television or a video|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
16:20|twenty past four|Hence it happened that he shouted out the hour, which was twenty past four, in his big voice through the growing twilight; and somehow the loudness of it made it seem like the proclamation of something tremendous.|The Oracle of the Dog|G.K. Chesterton|unknown
16:20|twenty minutes past four|At twenty minutes past four - or, to put it another, blunter way, an hour and twenty minutes past what seemed to be all reasonable hope - the unmarried bride, her head down, a parent stationed on either side of her, was helped out of the building.|Raise High the Roof Beam, Carpenters|J.D. Salinger|unknown
16:21|4.21pm|4.21pm<br/>As they started on, Doug picked up a twig and after rubbing it off, started to move one end of it inside his mouth.<br/>"What are you doing?" Bob asked.<br/>"Brushing my teeth, nature style," Doug answered.<br/>Bob grunted, smiling slightly. "I'll use my toothbrush," he said.|Hunted Past Reason|Richard Matheson|sfw
16:22|4.22pm|Monday, 4.22pm Washington, D.C. Paul Hood took his daily late-afternoon look at the list of names on his computer monitor.|Balance of Power: Op-Center 05|Tom Clancy, Steve Pieczenik, and Jeff Rovin|unknown
16:23|4.23|They were hurrying west, trying to reach the river before sunset. The warming-related "adjustments" to Earth's orbit had shortened the winter days, so that now, in January, sunset was taking place at 4.23.|A Visit from the Goon Squad|Jennifer Egan|unknown
16:24|4:24|Mike winked at Ashley and continued with the remaining greetings and hugs and handshakes. The time was 4:24. Six hours to go. The minutes seemed to just melt away.|Teardrop|Travis Thrasher|unknown
16:25|4:25 p.m.|I groan audibly. It’s 4:25 p.m. — I can sneak out and say I didn’t see the email.|The Girl I Was|Jenneva Rose|sfw
16:26|twenty-six minutes after four|It seemed all wrong to have thought of such a thing. She thought, "I don't know him. Nor does he know me. Nor ever shall we.” She put her bare hand in the sun, where the wind would weather it. It was twenty-six minutes after four.|Catch-As-Catch-Can|Charlotte Armstrong|unknown
16:28|4.28pm|Same day: 4.28pm- Right turn at the second bus stop after the gas station. I stopped the car at the first ward post office and inquired at the corner tobacconists. Mr. M's house was the one to the right of the post office, visible diagonally in front of me.|The Ruined Map: A Novel|Kobo Abe|unknown
16:29|4:29 pm|October 21, 2007, 4:29 pm. The phone was red. And what William hated most about it, besides the fact that it was inconveniently mounted on a wall in a tight corner (and at a strange angle), was that when it rang it was so gratingly loud that you could actually see the cherry receiver quavering as you picked it up.|Believing Cedric|Mark Lavorato|unknown
16:30|4:30|At 4:30 Gunther came back to House Berg with his arms full of yellow daffodils. Frau Julia was Frau Julia again, and she received both him and the daffodils with open arms.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|sfw
16:30|4:30|The local police wouldn't relish being called out at 4:30 on Christmas Eve, and if this was some kind of hoax he preferred not to be an active participant.|The Mistletoe Murder|P.D. James|sfw
16:30|four-thirty|“I won’t go in,” she says. “I’ll meet you on the steps at four-thirty. We can take the girls to Murray’s for a sundae or something.”<br>He seems relieved. “Right,” he says.<br>“Tell the children to enjoy themselves.”|Life Before Man|Margaret Atwood|unknown
16:30|Four thirty|Jonas rolls painfully out of the hammock, his aching lower back stiff and swollen, in desperate need of a chiropractor. He checks his watch. Four thirty…but is it a.m. or p.m.?|Meg, Primal Waters|Steve Alten|unknown
16:30|four thirty p.m.|Sometimes I wonder what happened to the girl—the thought usually pops into my mind when I’m facing a steaming-hot plate of spaghetti. After she hung up, did she disappear forever, sucked into the four thirty p.m. shadows? Was I partly to blame? <br>I want you to understand my position, though. At the time, I didn’t want to get involved with anyone. That’s why I kept on cooking spaghetti, all by myself. In that huge pot, big enough to hold a German shepherd.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
16:30|four-thirty|At four-thirty I dash out of the hotel, resolved to make a last-minute stab at it. Just as I turn the corner I brush against Walter Pach. Since he doesn’t recognize me, and since I have nothing to say to him, I make no attempt to arrest him. Later, when I am stretching my legs in the Tuileries his figure reverts to mind.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
16:30|four-thirty|A server is woken at hour four-thirty by stimulin in the airflow, then yellow-up in our dormroom. After a minute in the hygiener and steamer, we put on fresh uniforms before filing into the restaurant.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
16:30|four-thirty|This afternoon everything is matching up. When the swing shift comes on duty the clock says four-thirty, just like it should.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
16:30|half-past four|I looked at the clock. It was half-past four. “Had no idea what hour it was,” Brett said. “I say, can a chap sit down? Don’t be cross, darling. Just left the count. He brought me here.”|The Sun Also Rises|Ernest Hemingway|unknown
16:30|four-thirty|At four-thirty that afternoon in late January when I stepped into the parlour with Boo, my dog, Hutch was in his favourite armchair, scowling at the television, which he had muted.|Odd Hours|Dean Koontz|unknown
16:30|four thirty|I leave the office at four thirty, head up to Xclusive where I work out on free weights for an hour, then taxi across the park to Gio's in the Pierre Room for a facial, a manicure and, if time permits, a pedicure.|American Psycho|Bret Easton Ellis|unknown
16:30|four-thirty|She hung up on me at first, then asked me whether I made a point of behaving like a 'small-time suburban punk' with women I had slept with. But after apologies, insults, laughter, and tears, Romeo and Juliet were to be seen together later that afternoon, mushily holding hands in the dark at a four-thirty screening of L ove and Death at the National Film Theatre. Happy endings – for now at least.|Essays in Love|Alain de Botton|unknown
16:31|4:31 PM|From: Renee Greene – August 5, 2011 – 4:31 PM To: Shelley Manning Subject: Re: All Access What should I be worried about, then? JUST KIDDING. You're right. Well, I gotta run, my groupie friend. I actually have REAL work to do. I'll talk to you tonight.|Click: An Online Love Story|Lisa Becker|unknown
16:32|4.32pm|4.32pm. Now the eight Marines next to us leave their emplacement and file quickly past, the last saying, "Go! Go! Go!" They break into a run.|Seek|Denis Johnson|unknown
16:33|4.33pm|At 4.33pm, a short bald man puffing on a cigar arrived at the library. He approached a huge cabinet storing thousands of alphabetically arranged cards and slid a drawer out. The tips of his fingers were bandaged.|Havana World Series|José Latour|unknown
16:34|4.34 p.m.|A bedroom stocked with all the ordinary, usual things. There was a wardrobe in the corner. A bedside table with a collection of water glasses of varying ages and an alarm clock with red digital numbers- 4.34 p.m.|The Raw Shark Texts|Steven Hall|unknown
16:35|4.35|The Voice shut itself off with a click, and then reopened conversation by announcing the arrival at Platform 9 of the 4.35 from Birmingham and Wolverhampton.|4.50 from Paddington|Agatha Christie|unknown
16:36|after four-thirty|It was after four-thirty when they arrived at the old Red Bull Playhouse in upper St. John Street, and the performance had been under way for more than an hour. The theatre was hot and stuffy, almost humid, and it smelt strongly of sweat and unwashed bodies and powerful perfumes.|Forever Amber|Kathleen Windsor|unknown
16:37|4:37|Rorschach’s journal: Slept all day. Awoken at 4:37. Landlady complaining about smell.|Watchmen|Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons|unknown
16:37|1637|She should have been home by now. 1637. Yes. It's as if I had the date of a year on my arm. Every day is a piece of world history.|101 Reykjavik|Hallgrímur Helgason|unknown
16:39|4:39 p.m.|Harlem enjoys lazy Sabbath mornings, although the pace picks up again in the afternoon, after church. My watch read 4:39 p.m., and I realized that I hadn't eaten all day. I bought two slices of pizza from a sidewalk vendor on 122nd and Lenox Avenue and washed it down with a grape Snapple.|Blood Red Blues|Teddy Hayes|unknown
16:40|four forty|Four forty P.M. Besta sang another hymn. Everyone knew something was wrong. How long did they wait? The mayor was going crazy inside, as was the mayor's wife, as was their daughter. Seiji could barely contain his rage. He was turning as red as his red tuxedo.|Trouble & Triumph: A Novel of Power & Beauty|Tip "T.I." Harris with David Ritz|unknown
16:41|just after 4:40|It was just after 4:40 on Wednesday afternoon. At the back of the newsroom was Graham's office, up several steps from the bullpen area that ran from the front door back to the office. Graham was at his desk trying to hammer out an editorial on his computer, but he was distracted by the television coverage of President Elizabeth Sanderski's funeral.|Lionhearts|Ray Keating|sfw
16:42|4:42 p.m.|In a dream Seymour walks beneath trees towards a cluster of white tents, but every time he takes step forward, the trail twists and the tents recede, and a terrible confusion presses down on him. He wakes with a start. The dashboard clock says 4:42 p.m. How long did he sleep?|Cloud Cuckoo Land|Anthony Doerr|unknown
16:42|4:42pm|I'm always happy when I reach the finish line of a long-distance race, but this time it really struck me hard. I pumped my right fist into the air. The time was 4:42pm. Eleven hours and forty-two minutes since the start of the race.|What I Talk About When I Talk About Running|Haruki Murakami|unknown
16:43|4:43 p.m.|The only car in the gravel parking lot to the west is Marian the Librarian’s Subaru, humped with snow. 4:43 p.m.|Cloud Cuckoo Land|Anthony Doerr|unknown
16:43|4:43 P.M.|The deputies huddled in the lee of the Land Cruiser while Cork briefed them. Oren Esterville had called the sheriff's office at 4:43 P.M. to report his wife missing.|Corpus Delicti|William Kent Krueger|sfw
16:45|four forty-five p.m.|“When did you say you were returning to Amsterdam?”<br>“You know exactly when, because I told you: tomorrow morning.”<br>“Can you get back earlier?”<br>“I could. There’s a KLM flight at four forty-five p.m. today that would get me into Amsterdam just before six.”|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
16:45|four-forty-five|At four-forty-five Miss Haddon went to tea with the Principal, who explained why she desired all the pupils to learn the same duet. It was part of her new co-ordinative system.|Co-ordination|E.M. Forster|unknown
16:45|fifteen minutes before five|The next day Bill took only ten minutes of the twenty-minute break allotted for the afternoon and left at fifteen minutes before five. He parked the car in the lot just as Arlene hopped down from the bus.|Where I'm Calling From|Raymond Carver|unknown
16:46|4:46|At 4:46 an obese, middle-aged man shuffled in. Wearing a starched guayabera and dark green pants, Ureña asked for a book on confectionery, then took a seat at the end of the same reading room. Evelina and Leticia exchanged astonished glances. It definitely was one of those days.|The Havana World Series|José Latour|unknown
16:47|4:47|But maybe it was more than that, maybe Affenlight had erred badly somehow, because here it was 4:49 by his watch, 4:47 by the wall clock, and Owen had not yet come.|The Art of Fielding|Chad Harbach|unknown
16:49|4:49 p.m.|4:49 p.m., a bald-headed man wearing khakis and ankle-high deck shoes came out through the front door of the purple house on 21st Avenue East. The detectives had nicknamed him the General.|Beyond Recognition|Ridley Pearson|unknown
16:50|4.50|"The train standing at Platform 3," the Voice told her, "is the 4.50 for Brackhampton, Milchester, Waverton, Carvil Junction, Roxeter and stations to Chadmouth. Passengers for Brackhampton and Milchester travel at the rear of the train. Passengers for Vanequay change at Roxeter." The voice shut itself off with a click.|4.50 from Paddington|Agatha Christie|unknown
16:50|ten minutes to five|They had all frozen at the same time, on a snowy night, seven years before, and after that it was always ten minutes to five in the castle.|The 13 Clocks|James Thurber|unknown
16:50|ten minutes to five|When the clock said ten minutes to five, she began to listen, and a few moments later, punctually as always, she heard the tires on the gravel outside, and the car door slamming, the footsteps passing the window, the key turning in the lock. She laid aside her sewing, stood up, and went forward to kiss him as he came in.|Lamb to the Slaughter|Roald Dahl|unknown
16:50|Ten minutes to five|"Ten minutes to five."<br/>"Got to get up in a minute and shell those peas for dinner."|Embroidery|Ray Bradbury|unknown
16:51|4:51|At 4:51, a figure in a cherry - red parka exits the library, pulls up her hood, and pushes a snow shovel up and down the front walk.|Cloud Cuckoo Land|Anthony Doerr|unknown
16:51|nine minutes to five|Nine minutes to five. If this wasn't some new ordeal, intended to fray her nerves to shreds, if this important person really did exist, if he'd actually set up this appointment, and if, moreover, he arrived on time, then there were nine minutes left.|Compulsory Happiness|Norman Manea and Linda Coverdale|unknown
16:52|eight minutes to five|The corrida was to begin at five o'clock. The five-footed beasts make a point of arriving at the latest at eight or seven minutes to: ritual again. At eight minutes to five, there they were. The urchins gave them a tap on the shoulder: another bit of ritual.|Chaos and Night|Henry De Montherlant|unknown
16:53|seven minutes before five|It was so quiet in the post office that Trinidad could hear the soft tick of the clock's second hand every time it moved. It was now seven minutes before five.|The Silence of Bonaventure Arrow|Rita Leganski|unknown
16:54|six minutes before five|At six minutes before five o'clock, Daisy Robinson, about to reach her own apartment door, paused to look and to listen. Something was out of order. Tess Rogan's door was standing wide open and, from within, Daisy could hear something being broken.|The Seventeen Widows of Sans Souci|Charlotte Armstrong|unknown
16:54|1654|It was 1654 local time when the Red October broke the surface of the Atlantic Ocean for the first time, forty-seven miles southeast of Norfolk. There was no other ship in sight.|The Hunt for Red October|Tom Clancy|unknown
16:55|four-fifty-five|Darkness had fallen. Glancing at the dashboard, she saw that it was four-fifty-five. She had been on the road for nearly three hours.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
16:55|five minutes to five|About five minutes to five, just as they were all putting their things away for the night, Nimrod suddenly appeared in the house. He had come hoping to find some of them ready dressed to go home before the proper time.|The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|Robert Tressell|unknown
16:56|4:56|Prager was in his bedroom practicing “Steamy Night on a Steamboat” when his dad knocked on the door. Prager had lost track of time; it was 4:56.<br>“She’s here,” Eli said, smiling. “Come out and say hi.”|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
16:56|4:56 P.M.|And when that final Friday came, when my packing was mostly done, she sat with my dad and me on the living-room couch at 4:56 P.M. and patiently awaited the arrival of the Good-bye to Miles Cavalry.|Looking for Alaska|John Green|unknown
16:57|nearly five|It was nearly five in the evening when the cook came aboard. He did not have the cabbages.|A Single Pebble|John Hershey|unknown
16:57|three minutes to five|Then at three minutes to five — Pendel had somehow never doubted that Osnard would be punctual — along comes a brown Ford hatchback with an Avis sticker on the back window and pulls into the space reserved for customers.|The Tailor of Panama|John le Carré|unknown
16:58|A minute and twenty-one seconds to five|I was told that in his vest pocket he kept a chronometer instead of a watch. If someone asked him what time it was, he would say, "A minute and twenty-one seconds to five."|The Collected Stories|Isaac Bashevis Singer|unknown
16:59|around 5 p.m.|The rain stopped around 5 p.m. and a few of those people who were out and about expressed mild surprise when the rainbow failed to fade.|Mortality (The Rainbow)|Nicholas Royle|unknown
16:59|One minute to five|"One minute to five."<br/>The needles flashed silver fire. They swam like a tiny school of metal fish in the darkening summer air.|Embroidery|Ray Bradbury|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|The gloomy five o'clock sky was such as you might see on any autumn afternoon. The few houses and the clumps of red or yellowish trees were in no way remarkable. Who could imagine that a little farther on in the quiet landscape I should meet and shake by the hand a man who had lived and eaten and drunk in a world forty million miles distant from London, who had seen this earth from where it looks like a mere point of green fire, and who had spoken with a creature whose life began before our own planet was inhabitable?|Perelandra|C.S. Lewis|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|“I believe it is customary in good society to take some slight refreshment at five o’clock.”|The Importance of Being Earnest|Oscar Wilde|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|It’s nearly five o’clock and the sun has dried the ground so hard that the edges of the lawns are cracked and hard, as threadbare and brown as worn carpet.|The Song Collector|Natasha Solomons|unknown
17:00|5 o’clock|“Shall I see you again before my departure?” asked Albert.<br/>“That will be according to the circumstances; when do you set off?”<br/>“Tomorrow evening, at 5 o’clock.”|The Count of Monte Cristo|Alexandre Dumas|unknown
17:00|five|“And what of Irene Adler?” I asked.<br>“Oh, she has turned all the men’s heads down in that part. She is the daintiest thing under a bonnet on this planet. So say the Serpentine-mews, to a man. She lives quietly, sings at concerts, drives out at five every day, and returns at seven sharp for dinner.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
17:00|five|Mark was reluctant to go to work, but I said not to worry, I’d be fine. I’d have to be fine eventually and I might as well start now. He said he’d skip out directly after school, get someone else to cover Homework Club; he’d by home by five. It was my day off, which struck me as a bit of a waste, but at least I didn’t have to call Sinead and explain why I wasn’t coming in.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
17:00|five in the afternoon|Hallorann arrived shortly after five in the afternoon, behind the wheel of his now ancient (but perfectly maintained and blindingly polished) red Cadillac. Wendy had been standing at the window, waiting and watching as she had once waited and watched for her husband, hoping Jack would come in in a good mood. And sober.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
17:00|5 p.m.|That evening found him sitting at the mouth of a large storm drain on the slope beneath the Cape Fear Memorial Bridge. He had a room, but there was the small matter of stacked-up back rent, which he had absolutely promised to pay as of 5 p.m. yesterday. Nor was that all. If he returned to his room, he might be invited to visit a certain fortresslike municipal building on Bess Street, to answer certain questions about a certain bar altercation. On the whole, it seemed safer to stay away.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
17:00|five|My shadow would walk with my on the sand, at least twenty feet long. Hopeful gulls, smelling the croissants in their waxed paper, would circle overhead. And when I walked back, usually around five (although sometimes I stayed later—there was nothing waiting for me in Heaven’s Bay, a town that mostly went sleepybye when summer was over), my shadow walked with me on the water.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|Work started as usual on her twentieth birthday, November 17. It had been raining on and off that afternoon, and pouring since early evening.  At five o’clock the manager gathered the employees together to explain the day’s specials. Servers were required to memorize them word for word and not use crib sheets: veal Milanese, pasta topped with sardines and cabbage, chestnut mousse.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|“But how did it end?” I interrupt.<br>“That’s just it . . . it didn’t end. I promised to see her Tuesday around five o’clock. That’s bad, you know! There were lines in her face which will look much worse in daylight. I suppose she wants me to f*** her Tuesday.”|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
17:00|five o’clock|With Tania back on the scene, a steady job, the drunken talk about Russia, the walks home at night, and Paris in full summer, life seems to lift its head a little higher. That’s why perhaps, a letter such as Boris sent me seems absolutely cockeyed. Most every day I meet with Tania around five o’clock, to have a Porto with her, as she calls it. I let her take me to places I’ve never seen before, the swell bars around the Champs-Élysées where the sound of jazz and baby voices crooning seems to soak right through the mahogany woodwork.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
17:00|five|On earth, the clock commanded our lives. I was always aware of the time, and the day of the week, and the month and year. I had made so many plans, mostly with James. "See you at my house at five", I would write him, or "Meet me in the garden tomorrow after school."|Kaleidoscope|Brian Selznick|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|Next day at five o’clock she married Tom Buchanan without so much as a shiver, and started off on a three months’ trip to the South Seas.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
17:00|five|The house was in darkness. I didn’t know what to expect when I pushed open the front door. Ben would be missing me; he had said he would be home by five. I pictured him pacing up and down the living room|Before I Go to Sleep|S.J. Watson|unknown
17:00|five PM|“As part of our effort to discourage drinking and driving, our policy is to courtesy-call people who leave their cars in our lot after closing,” Betsy Neal said. “Your Ford Expedition, Connecticut license plate 775 NSD, will be available for pickup until five PM this evening.”|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
17:00|5:00 P.M.|On this one, the dark background looked like the intersection of Market and Powell at 5:00 P.M., a virtual traffic jam of compressed, energetic spheres. Speedy messengers, all carrying oxygen to parts of someone else’s body.|1st to Die|James Patterson|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|On the principle that the best hiding place is in plain sight, the core group of conspirators met at five o’clock that  afternoon in Kordt’s office in the Prussian State building: Gisevius and von Schulenburg from the Interior Ministry, Dohnányi from Justice, Colonel Oster of the Abwehr, and Kordt and Hartmann from the Foreign Service.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
17:00|5:00 p.m.|After an hour, they caught one gold-and-brown-striped fish that was kind of small, and they put him back. Prager swore it was a baby walleye; Eva seemed fairly sure it wasn’t. <br>After another hour of drowning worms and losing them in little nibbles, it was almost 5:00 p.m., and supposedly the best time to catch walleye was in the evening; clearly, they were just too eager and had started too early.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|At five o’clock the two ladies retired to dress, and at half-past six Elizabeth was summoned to dinner.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|“I am going to have a bobbing party,” it said, “on Thursday, December the seventeenth, at five o’clock, and I would like it very much if you could come.”|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|At five o’clock he felt the need of hearing his own voice, so he retreated to his house to see if any one else had arrived. Having climbed the rickety stairs he scrutinized his room resignedly, concluding that it was hopeless to attempt any more inspired decoration than class banners and tiger pictures. There was a tap at the door.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
17:00|five-o’clock|About three-fourths of the whole business was for effect and therefore harmless, ended at the door of the cafe, soon enough for the five-o’clock train back to Yale or Princeton; about one-fourth continued on into the dimmer hours and gathered strange dust from strange places. Their party was scheduled to be one of the harmless kind.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|At five o’clock I was in the Hotel Crillon waiting for Brett. She was not there, so I sat down and wrote some letters.|The Sun Also Rises|Ernest Hemingway|unknown
17:00|5.00 p.m.|5.00 p.m. Read a book|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
17:00|five o'clock|At five o'clock that afternoon, while Barbara waited in a taxi, Harold went into the convent in Auteuil and explained to the nun who sat in the concierge's glass cage that Mme. Straus-Muguet was expecting them. He assumed that men were not permitted any further, and that they would all three go out for tea.|The Chateau|William Maxwell|unknown
17:00|five o’clock|At five o’clock adieux were waved, and the ponderous liner edged away from the long pier, slowly turned its nose seaward, discarded its tug, and headed for the widening water spaces that led to old world wonders. By night the outer harbour was cleared, and late passengers watched the stars twinkling above an unpolluted ocean.|The Horror at Red Hook|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|But I took the mixture at five o'clock in the afternoon. I run my tongue over my dry mouth. I feel dizzy. I know this dizziness: it's because I haven't had a cigarette for hours.|The End of Mr. Y|Scarlett Thomas|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|ERE THE HALF-HOUR ended, five o'clock struck; school was dismissed, and all were gone into the refectory to tea. I now ventured to descend; it was deep dusk; I retired into a corner and sat down on the floor.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|From five o'clock to eight is on certain occasions a little eternity; but on such an occasion as this the interval could be only an eternity of pleasure.|The Portrait of a Lady|Henry James|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|He found it harder to concentrate on drills that afternoon and when he left the building at five o'clock, he was still so worried that he walked straight into someone just outside the door.|Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone|J.K. Rowling|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|She had not seen her yet, as Osmond had given her to understand that it was too soon to begin. She drove at five o'clock to a high floor in a narrow street in the quarter of the Piazza Navona, and was admitted by the portress of the convent, a genial and obsequious person. Isabel had been at this institution before; she had come with Pansy to see the sisters.|The Portrait of a Lady|Henry James|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|Until five o'clock there was no sign of life from the room. Then he rang for his servant and ordered a cold bath.|Embers|Sandor Marai|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|We motored, I remember, leaving London in the morning in a heavy shower of rain, coming to Manderley about five o'clock, in time for tea. I can see myself now, unsuitably dressed as usual, although a bride of seven weeks, in a tan-coloured stockinette frock, a small fur known as a stone marten round my neck, and over all a shapeless mackintosh, far too big for me and dragging to my ankles.|Rebecca|Daphne du Maurier|unknown
17:00|five o'clock|"I haven't been to church in over a year."<br/>"Finally worried about your soul?"<br/>"Please," Cork said<br/>"Of course we can talk. When?"<br/>"Tomorrow. Late afternoon maybe. Say five o'clock?"<br/>"Make it six," the priest suggested. "My office."<br/>"I'll be there," Cork promised.|Iron Lake|William Kent Krueger|sfw
17:01|One minute after five|One minute after five. The seated guests were told that the ceremony would begin shortly. A little more patience was required.|Trouble & Triumph: A Novel of Power & Beauty|Tip "T.I." Harris with David Ritz|unknown
17:02|two minutes past five|She stood up, shook her hair into place, smoothed her skirt and turned on the light. It was two minutes past five. She would have thought it midnight or five in the morning.|Duplicate Keys|Jane Smiley|unknown
17:03|5:03|"Good evening, Mrs. Scheindlin," the man said before departing.<br/>"Good evening, Chris. Say hello to the wife for me."<br/>"I sure will. Thanks. Bye," he said, waving to Elliot, who returned the goodbye. It was 5:03 when Elliot rested the handset in its cradle.|Comrades in Miami: A Novel|José Latour|unknown
17:03|5:03|I looked down at the watch Trey had given me last Christmas, the delicate gold links so real and solid, and it seemed like someone else’s memory strapped to someone else’s shaking hand. It was 5:03 now. I was halfway to my house.|Mother May I|Joshilyn Jackson|unknown
17:04|5:04 P.M.|Frank Wamsley spotted his cousin Barbara and her husband and waved to them. Just ahead, he saw Marvin and his two friends. Suddenly the whole bridge convulsed. The time was 5:04 P.M. Steel screamed.|The Mothman Prophecies|John A. Keel|unknown
17:05|5:05 p.m.|At approximately 5:05 p.m. Joe became aware of a man standing close to the table, about two metres away, talking in Mandarin into a mobile phone. He was a middle-aged Han wearing cheap leather slip-on shoes, high-waisted black trousers and a white short-sleeved shirt.|Typhoon|Charles Cumming|unknown
17:06|around 5 p.m.|The rain stopped around 5 p.m. and a few of those people who were out and about expressed mild surprise when the rainbow failed to fade.|Mortality (The Rainbow)|Nicholas Royle|unknown
17:07|About five|About five, the Abbot, a young Manchester terrier, began chirruping. He stood on the body of his owner, Flora, with his forepaws on the sill of the balcony, stared through the green rattan blinds, and trembled. He could see the farmer in the field, and Edward asleep on the next balcony.|The People With the Dogs|Christina Stead|unknown
17:08|Five-oh-eight P.M.|"The last communication we had with Dwight Sloane was yesterday. Five-oh-eight P.M. Here." He put his finger on a lake called Embarrass. "He should have checked in four hours later. He didn't."|Boundary Waters|William Kent Krueger|sfw
17:10|5:10 p.m.|"It was still coming sunward and nearly at the point of closest approach to Farholme - estimated to be at one hundred thousand kilometers out - but was still behaving itself. When the Guardian checked again at 5:10 p.m., it expected to find it sunward from us, but it was absent from the predicted path.”|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|sfw
17:10|5:10 p.m.|She gave him a strange, subdued smile. “Not so fast, my friend. In theory, yes, it could have been a ship, mimicking a meteriod. But there is the timing point. It had gone by at 5:10 p.m. Central Menaya time and Merral saw his object come in ten minutes earlier at around 6:00 p.m. Eastern Menaya time."|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
17:10|ten minutes past five|"Didna ye hear the pipes, my leddy?" he rejoined. <br/> "Yes, well enough; but a whole regiment of pipes can't make it six o'clock when my watch says ten minutes past five."|Malcom|George MacDonald|unknown
17:10|ten after five|The earpiece crackled and he scrawled down the numbers. Cut the switchboard off and dialed Holly’s pager. Just got a long low tone telling him the pager was switched off. Then he tried the cell phone number. He got an electronic bleep and a recorded message of a woman telling him the phone he was dialing was unreachable. He hung up and looked around the room. It was ten after five, Monday afternoon.|Die Trying|Lee Child|unknown
17:10|five ten P.M.|Five ten P.M. A ground-to-ground cruise missile, launched from a tractor installed in the backyard of Leonard Sudavico's former home by Rashan and a crew of technicians from Afghanistan, exploded onto the Paul Clay estate in the exact spot where the life-size mermaid had once swum in the waterfall.|Trouble & Triumph: A Novel of Power & Beauty|Tip "T.I." Harris with David Ritz|unknown
17:10|ten minutes past five|Hours later, at ten minutes past five, Saturday afternoon, Nora and Travis and Jim Keene crowded in front of the mattress on which Einstein lay. The dog had just taken a few more ounces of water. He looked at them with interest, too. Travis tried to decide if those large brown eyes still had the strange depth, uncanny alertness, and undoglike awareness that he had seen in them so many times before.|Watchers|Dean Koontz|unknown
17:12|twelve minutes past five|"Well, here we are," said Colonel Julyan, "and it's exactly twelve minutes past five. We shall catch them in the middle of their tea. Better wait for a bit." Maxim lit a cigarette, and then stretched out his hand to me. He did not speak.|Rebecca|Daphne du Maurier|unknown
17:14|fourteen minutes past five|"Do you know what time it is, Atticus?" she said. "Exactly fourteen minutes past five. The alarm clock's set for five-thirty. I want you to know that."|To Kill a Mockingbird|Harper Lee|unknown
17:15|quarter past five|It was only a quarter past five, but the evening was as dark as midnight. And when he reached the edge of the porch the rain began falling.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
17:15|5:15|It was about 5:15 when Grant noticed a new face entering the room. He was a priest roughly Grant's age. The medium-built man looked a bit disheveled.|Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
17:15|5:15 P.M.|5:15 P.M.<br>Yep, Jack Cermak’s Corner Tap was the eighth circle of hell. In a gentrifying neighborhood like Logan Square, setting up a sanitized, overpriced bar to look like a cheap small-town dive was just plain sick.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
17:15|17:15 hrs|When August Bach emerged from the gloomy chill of the air-conditioned Divisional Fighter Control bunker it was 17:15 hrs CET. The day had ripened into one of those mellow summer afternoons when the air is warm and sweet like soft toffee|Bomber|Len Deighton|unknown
17:18|eighteen minutes past five|Lupin rose, without breaking his contemptuous silence, and took the sheet of paper. I remembered soon after that, at this moment, I happened to look at the clock. It was eighteen minutes past five.|The Confessions of Arsène Lupin|Maurice LeBlanc|unknown
17:18|5:18 P.M.|Thursday 5:18 P.M.<br/>Yuri Andreevich was mad as hell. After his one-on-one with Tanzan Mino, he knew he'd been screwed. Sticking a couple of "pilots" from Mino Industries in the cockpit. It was just the old GRU trick, surveillance under the specious guise of "support." He'd seen it all before.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
17:19|5.19 p.m.|The call came at 5.19 p.m. The line was surprisingly clear. A man introduced himself as Major Liepa from the Riga police. Wallander made notes as he listened, occasionally answering a question.|The Dogs of Riga|Henning Mankell|unknown
17:20|five-twenty|"I'm going to park here and walk in. I don't want to drive into a zoo." He glanced at his watch. "It's only five-twenty. Kidnapper's call is supposed to come at six. We've got time."|Purgatory Ridge|William Kent Krueger|sfw
17:20|five-twenty|If she can keep her speed to seventy until she leaves the turnpike at midtown, and if she catches most of the traffic lights, she estimates she can be at her building by five-twenty.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
17:20|1720|The Meeting was listed as starting at 1730, and it was only around 1720, and Hal thought the voices might signify some sort of pre-Meeting orientation for people who've come for the first time, sort of tentatively, just to scout the whole enterprise out, so he doesn't knock.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
17:21|around 1720|The Meeting was listed as starting at 1730, and it was only around 1720, and Hal thought the voices might signify some sort of pre-Meeting orientation for people who've come for the first time, sort of tentatively, just to scout the whole enterprise out, so he doesn't knock.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
17:22|seventeen-twenty-two|"I expect she didn't want Octavia to know that she'd called in her father, not until they'd worked out a plan. And I was the one who fixed the time. I didn't see how I could catch a train before the seventeen-twenty-two which gets in to Waterloo at nineteen-twenty-nine."|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
17:23|five twenty-three|"I was wondering if we could meet for a drink."<br/>"What for?"<br/>"Just for a chat. Do you know the Royal batsman, near Central Station? We could meet tomorrow at five?"<br/>"Five twenty-three," I said, to exert some control over the situation.|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
17:24|5:24 P.M.|At Baltimore, it was said, twelve hours after the passage of the sun of the meridian of Kilimanjaro, it was 5:24 P.M. It is impossible to describe the pangs which were produced at this moment. The most powerful of modern pens would be helpless at the task. The people of Baltimore stood fearing that they would be swept off the surface of the earth by the terrible mass of water which would fall on their city.|Topsy-Turvy|Jules Verne|sfw
17:25|five twenty-five|"I left Weymouth Street at about five twenty-five, but I expect the dental nurse and the receptionist will be able to confirm the time. I found that my motorcycle had been taken."|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
17:25|five-twenty-five|It was five-twenty-five when I pulled up in front of the library. Still early for our date, so I got out of the car and took a stroll down the misty streets. In a coffee shop, watched a golf match on television, then I went to an entertainment center and played a video game. The object of the game was to wipe out tanks invading from across the river. I was winning at first, but as the game went on, the enemy tanks bred like lemmings, crushing me by sheer number and destroying my base. An on-screen nuclear blast took care of everything, followed by the message game over insert coin.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
17:25|twenty-five minutes past five|"Now," said Handsley, when Angela had poured out the last cup, "it's twenty-five minutes past five, at half-past the Murder game is on."|A Man Lay Dead|Ngaio Marsh|unknown
17:27|5:27 P.M.|Thursday 5:27 P.M.<br/>"Strasvetye," came a voice behind Eva. "Kak pazhavatye."<br/>She whirled around. Moving in fast was a tall and — admit it — not bad-looking Soviet major.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
17:30|five-thirty|He picks her up, places her on the bed, lies down beside her. He kisses her again, tentatively, lingeringly. Then he asks what time it is. He himself has no watch. Lesje tells him it’s five-thirty. He sits up. Lesje is beginning to feel slightly unattractive. Are her teeth too large, is that it?|Life Before Man|Margaret Atwood|nsfw
17:30|half-past five|It was half-past five before Holmes returned. He was bright, eager, and in excellent spirits, a mood which in his case alternated with fits of the blackest depression.|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
17:30|five-thirty|How could anyone say no to Erin Cook? <br>Well, God said no. God burned Tom Kennedy’s lot, and He burned hers in the process. When I picked up the phone at five-thirty on a gorgeous October afternoon in Westchester, that girl had become a woman whose voice, blurry with the tears, sounded old and tired to death.|Joyland|Stephen King|unknown
17:30|5:30|Finally, around 5:30, Eva’s red-and-white bobber plunked below the water, and her thin green rod bowed with an invigorating weight. It was another one of the gold-and-brown guys, beautiful and gasping, held aloft by his lips, urgently splattering the air.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
17:30|half-past five|He went up to his coachman, who was dozing on the box in the shadow, already lengthening, of a thick lime-tree; he admired the shifting clouds of midges circling over the hot horses, and, waking the coachman, he jumped into the carriage, and told him to drive to Bryansky’s. It was only after driving nearly five miles that he had sufficiently recovered himself to look at his watch, and realise that it was half-past five, and he was late.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
17:30|5:30|October 6.— So as not to have too far to walk, I go out about four intending to stop in at the "Nouvelle France," where Nadja is supposed to meet me at 5:30. This gives me time to stroll around the boulevards not far from the Opéra, I have to pick up my pen from the shop where it is being repaired.|Nadja|André Breton|unknown
17:31|5:31 P.M.|Tuesday 5:31 P.M.<br/>"It's the best I can manage, Michael." Nogami's voice was apologetic. "Nobody knows I keep this place, not even my wife."<br/>"Afternoon business conferences."<br/>"You catch my meaning." He smiled and walked on up the sandstone steps.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
17:33|five thirty-three|He and Lady Ursula were back at number sixty-two by five thirty-three. He could remember the time exactly because he had looked at the car clock.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
17:33|five thirty-three|It was five thirty-three when we left. Is it six o'clock now? Six thirty? And Mark's still in his cage and I'm scared to drive very fast. . . what if we don't get there in time?|Among the Brave|Margaret Peterson Haddix|unknown
17:33|5:33 p.m.|At 5:33 p.m. there is a blast of two deep, resonant notes a major third apart. On another day there is the same blast at 12:54 p.m. On another, exactly 8:00 a.m.|Varieties of Disturbance|Lydia Davis|unknown
17:34|four minutes later|"At five-thirty. I was here about four minutes later. Judging by the appearance of the blood and the beginning of rigor in the side of the face, I guessed that he had been dead about five hours."|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|nsfw
17:35|5:35|At 5:35, he got word over the radio that Helmunth Hanover of the Aurora Sentinel had received a call from an anonymous spokesperson for the Minnesota Civilian Brigade threatening some form of retaliation if the Indians fished.|Iron Lake|William Kent Krueger|sfw
17:37|5:37|"Look, Lucille," said Joe when Lucille strolled into the office at 5:37. "I don't know what you said to this gal, but it seems to have had exactly the opposite of the desired effect. She's got some bee in her bonnet about Harvard Law School."|Lightning Rods|Helen DeWitt|unknown
17:38|17:38|And then I see something I recognise. Some little green digits, glowing in the blackness. It’s Ben’s alarm clock. Somehow I’m back here, in the apartment. I blink the numbers. 17:38. But that can’t be right. That’s the afternoon.|The Paris Apartment|Lucy Foley|unknown
17:38|5.38 p.m.|He stares at the phone, thinks: Ring. Ring now. But it remains inert. 5.38 p.m. Bunny will be done with her housekeeping shift by now.|Cloud Cuckoo Land|Anthony Doerr|unknown
17:38|5.38 p.m.|It was 5.38 p.m. when the Prime Minister’s plane finally broke through the clouds and appeared above Heston Aerodrome. As the ground flickered into view, Legat could see the traffic along the Great West Road. Cars were halted for more than a mile in either direction. It had been raining heavily.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
17:39|05:39|It’s 05:39 so we can have dinner, it’s quick noodles. While they’re in the hot water, Ma finds hard words to test me from the milk carton like nutritional that means food, and pasteurized that means laser guns zapped away the germs.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
17:40|5:40|"What?" I said, "is it 5:30 yet?"<br/>"Er, 5:40." Heavens, they'll be starving. But then that's a good thing. Let them.|I Love Dollars|Zhu Wen|unknown
17:40|five-forty|It's five-forty now. The party's at six. By about ten past, the eleventh floor should be clearing. Arnold is a very popular partner; no one's going to miss his farewell speech if they can help it. Plus, at Carter Spink parties, the speeches always happen early on, so people can get back to work if they need to. And while everyone's listening I'll slip down to Arnold's office. It should work. It has to work. As I stare at my own bizarre reflection, I feel a grim resolve hardening inside me. He's not going to get away with everyone thinking he's a cheery, harmless old teddy bear. He's not going to get away with it.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
17:41|around 5.45|Janice is not waiting for him in the lounge or beside the pool when at last around 5.45 they come home from playing the par-5 eighteenth. Instead one of the girls in their green and white uniforms comes over and tells him that his wife wants him to call home.|Rabbit Is Rich|John Updike|unknown
17:43|5:43|It’s 5:43. Time is racing, racing.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
17:45|a quarter to six|At a quarter to six, there was a rapping sound outside my door. I checked out the peephole. Ramirez stood outside, dressed in a big red basketball-type tank top, black shorts, and flip-flops.|White Night|Jim Butcher|sfw
17:45|5.45|Janice is not waiting for him in the lounge or beside the pool when at last around 5.45 they come home from playing the par-5 eighteenth. Instead one of the girls in their green and white uniforms comes over and tells him that his wife wants him to call home.|Rabbit Is Rich|John Updike|unknown
17:46|fourteen minutes to six|It was a fine summer morning. The hands of the Dutch clock in the hall pointed to thirteen minutes past nine; those of the ormolu clock in the sitting-room to eleven minutes past ten; those of the carriage clock on the bookshelf to fourteen minutes to six. In other words, it was exactly eight; and Mrs. Hignett acknowledged the fact by moving her head on the pillow, opening her eyes, and sitting up in bed. She always woke at eight precisely.|Three Men and a Maid|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
17:48|5:48 p.m.|Father came home at 5:48 p.m. I heard him come through the front door. Then he came into the living room. He was wearing a lime green and sky blue check shirt and there was a double knot on one of his shoes but not on the other.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
17:49|eleven minutes to six|It was eleven minutes to six. After a moment he idly drew the center drawer of the desk out over his lap. For a moment he stared at the gun without recognition. Then he gave a yelp and leaped up. She had put it back!|The Comforts of Home|Flannery O'Connor|unknown
17:50|ten to six|"What time is it Jack?"<br/>"Ten to six"<br/>"Ten more minutes then." I shuffle the cards. "Time for a quick game of rummy?"|Noughts and Crosses|Malorie Blackman|unknown
17:50|5:50|Esterville had called the truck stop, but no one had seen his wife come in. She hadn't returned home. Cork and McDougal found her red Mustang at 5:50.|Corpus Delicti|William Kent Krueger|sfw
17:53|seven minutes to six|"That boy will be spoiled, as sure as I go on springs; he's made such a lot of. Have you been regulated?"<br/>"I should think I have!" exclaimed I, in indignant recollection of my education.<br/>"All right; keep your temper. What time are you?"<br/>"Seven minutes to six."|The Adventures of a Three-Guinea Watch|Talbot Baines Reed|unknown
17:54|5:54 p.m.|It was 5:54 p.m. when Father came back into the living room. He said, "What is this?" but he said it very quietly and I didn't realise that he was angry because he wasn't shouting.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
17:55|five minutes to six|One, two, three, four, five, six… She wound each clock in turn, three turns each, putting just enough power in the springs to get them ticking in time for Mr Westcott’s inspection. Speaking of which…it was five minutes to six. Five minutes before Mr. Westcott would arrive to inspect his clocks. Helena swallowed. She could hear footsteps thundering in the room below and the occasional exclamation from Stanley.|The House of One Hundred Clocks|A.M. Howell|unknown
17:55|five minutes to six|The wind moaned and sang dismally, catching the ears and lifting the shabby coat-tails of Mr. Mortimer Jenkyn, 'Photographic Artist', as he stood outside and put the shutters up with this own cold hands in despair of further trade. It was five minutes to six.|The Deferred Appointment|Algernon Blackwood|unknown
17:57|nearly six o'clock|When he arrived it was nearly six o'clock, and the sun was setting full and warm, and the red light streamed in through the window and gave more colour to the pale cheeks.|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
17:58|nearly six o'clock|It was nearly six o'clock in the evening, and the absurd bell in the six-foot tin steeple of the church went clank-clank, clank- clank! as old Mattu pulled the rope within.|Burmese Days|George Orwell|unknown
17:59|nearly six o'clock|When he arrived it was nearly six o'clock, and the sun was setting full and warm, and the red light streamed in through the window and gave more colour to the pale cheeks.|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
18:00|six|"I haven't been to church in over a year."<br/>"Finally worried about your soul?"<br/>"Please," Cork said<br/>"Of course we can talk. When?"<br/>"Tomorrow. Late afternoon maybe. Say five o'clock?"<br/>"Make it six," the priest suggested. "My office."<br/>"I'll be there," Cork promised.|Iron Lake|William Kent Krueger|sfw
18:00|Six o’clock|Would a minute have mattered? No, probably not, although his young son appeared to have a very accurate internal clock. Possibly even two minutes would be okay. Three minutes, even. You could go to five minutes, perhaps. But that was just it. If you could go for five minutes, then you’d go to ten, then half an hour, a couple of hours…and not see your son all evening. So that was that. Six o’clock, prompt. Every day. Read to young Sam. No excuses. He’d promised himself that. No excuses. No excuses at all. Once you had a good excuse, you opened the door to bad excuses.|Thud!|Terry Pratchett|unknown
18:00|six|“When did you say you were returning to Amsterdam?”<br>“You know exactly when, because I told you: tomorrow morning.”<br>“Can you get back earlier?”<br>“I could. There’s a KLM flight at four forty-five p.m. today that would get me into Amsterdam just before six.”|The Nameless Ones|John Connolly|unknown
18:00|six p.m.|Rick pulled into his driveway, his old Explorer coated in a hazy film of white salt. The winter night had rolled in quickly, the town bathed in darkness by six p.m. He asked Bill to grab his papers and a bit of weed.|Ohio|Stephen Markley|nsfw
18:00|six o’clock|As six o’clock approached, Cryer strolled to the open door of the CAD room. Tom Penny, chewing his lip, was gazing hypnotically at the wall clock.|The Bill 3|John Burke|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|“It’s only six o’clock,” he observed with a yawn, and then, in a moment, he made an even more interesting discovery.|The Phantom Tollbooth|Norton Juster|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|"When is his tea-time?" I inquired.<br>"Oh, at six o’clock. He keeps early hours in the country. You had better change your frock now: I will go with you and fasten it. Here is a candle."|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
18:00|six p.m.|“What about Nicholas?” Meryl asked as she handed the sheet back to me. I glanced down at the list; there was one space left, the last appointment of the day six p.m.<br>“I’ll pop him down there. Could someone let him know?”<br>“I will,” Meryl said.<br>I pencilled his name in with a question mark.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
18:00|six|Dan lay awake until six. Then he dressed and once more made the trek to the Red Apple. This time he did not hesitate, only instead of extracting two bottles of Bird from the cooler, he took three. What was it they used to say? Go big or go home.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|Sometimes the manager would play the role of a customer and test them with questions. Then came the employees’ meal: waiters in this restaurant were not going to have growling stomachs as they took their customers’ order!<br>The restaurant opened its doors at six o’clock, but guests were slow to arrive  because of the downpour, and several reservations were simply canceled.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
18:00|six o’clock in the evening|But what was my original self? I couldn’t be sure anymore. I couldn’t help feeling that it was another me, another self that strongly resembled my original self. So now what was I to do? I had lost all sense of direction. I shoved my hand into my pocket and fed every piece of change I found there into a pay phone. Eight rings. Nine. And then she answered.<br>“I was sleeping,” she said with a yawn.<br>“At six o’clock in the evening?”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
18:00|Six o’clock|Ursula invites me into the wardrobe. “You haven’t aged a day, Timbo, and neither has 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 snaky fellow!” Her furry fawn rubs up against my Narnian-sized lamppost and mothballs . . . but then, as ever, I awoke, my swollen appendage as welcome as a swollen appendix, and as useful. Six o’clock. The heating systems composed works in the style of John Cage. Chillblains burned my toe knuckles. I thought about Christmases gone, so many more gone than lay ahead.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
18:00|6:00 p.m.|At 6:00 p.m. I race home from work and attempt to make myself attractive. Home these days is a tiny bit insanely expensive studio apartment on North Dearborn; I am constantly banging parts of myself on inconvenient walls, countertops and furniture.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|“Good-evening, Mr. James Windibank,” said Holmes. “I think that this typewritten letter is from you, in which you made an appointment with me for six o’clock?”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|Those who went farther than Chicago would gather in the old dim Union Station at six o’clock of a December evening, with a few Chicago friends, already caught up into their own holiday gayeties, to bid them a hasty good-by.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|She sounded surprised, and possibly also disappointed. He said, “Listen, I can’t speak for long, so please concentrate on what I’m about to say. I want you to pack a week’s worth of clothes and get the garage to drive you and the children to your parents’ right away.”<br>“But it’s six o’clock.”<br>“They’ll still be open.”<br>“Why do we have to go in such a rush? What’s happened?”<br>“Nothing. Nothing yet, anyway. I just want to know you’re somewhere safe.”<br>“It sounds rather panicky. I hate people who panic.”|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|Lucinda Quant breaks the story of the big leak on the six o’clock news. She’s straightforward, she’s believable, and, best of all, she has extensive document trails and video footage. She tells the story about how she came by her treasure trove of dirt, though she doesn’t name names|The Heart Goes Last|Margaret Atwood|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|Out along the dim six o’clock street, I saw leafless trees standing, striking the sidewalk there like wooden lightning, concrete split apart where they hit, all in a fenced-in ring. An iron line of pickets stuck out of the ground along the front of a tangleweed yard, and on back was a big frame house with a porch, leaning a rickety shoulder hard into the wind so’s not to be sent tumbling away a couple of blocks like an empty cardboard grocery box.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|At most times of the day—except during six o’clock Mass—Dervla could be found spying out of her bedroom window. Bolstering her hunched torso with large pillows, she stared with beady, rhubarb gray eyes out into the damp street below, determined not to miss a minute of provincial drama.|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|“You are remarkable, aren’t you!” Amory was becoming trite from where he perched in the centre of the dining-room table one six o’clock.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
18:00|Six o’clock|“Six o’clock,” said Amory, glancing at his wrist-watch. “I’ll buy you a grea’ big dinner on the strength of the Juvenalia of your collected editions.”|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
18:00|six o’clock|"And ever since that," the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, "he won’t do a thing I ask! It’s always six o’clock now."|Alice's Adventures in Wonderland|Lewis Carroll|sfw
18:00|6.00 p.m.|6.00 p.m. Have tea|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
18:00|six o'clock|Although it was only six o'clock, the night was already dark. The fog, made thicker by its proximity to the Seine, blurred every detail with its ragged veils, punctured at various distances by the reddish glow of lanterns and bars of light escaping from illuminated windows.|Le Club des Hachichins|Théophile Gautier|unknown
18:00|six o'clock|"Did you go down to the farm while I was away?"<br/>"No," I said "but I saw Ted."<br/>"Did he have a message for me?" she asked. "He said today was no good as he was going to Norwich. But Friday at six o'clock, same as usual."<br/>"Are you sure he said six o'clock?" she asked, puzzled.<br/>"Quite sure."|The Go-Between|L.P. Hartley|unknown
18:00|six o'clock|King Richard: What is o'clock?<br/>Catesby: It is six o'clock, full supper time.<br/>King Richard: I will not sup tonight. Give me some ink and paper.|Richard III|William Shakespeare|unknown
18:00|six o'clock|Leon waited all day for six o'clock to arrive; when he got to the inn, he found no one there but Monsieur Binet, already at the table.|Madame Bovary|Gustave Flaubert|unknown
18:00|six o'clock|Oh oh oh. Six o'clock and the master not home yet.|The Skin of our Teeth|Thornton Wilder|unknown
18:00|six o'clock|The newspaper snaked through the door and there was suddenly a six o'clock feeling in the house|The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie|Muriel Spark|unknown
18:00|six o'clock|The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock.|Preludes|T.S. Eliot|unknown
18:00|six|When the bells of Calvary Church struck six, she saw Mr. and Mrs. Biggs hurrying down the front stoop, rushing off to the shops before they closed.|The Interpretation Of Murder|Jed Rubenfeld|unknown
18:02|6:02 p.m.|"Incidentally, confirmed by a record of a small and poorly defined shallow-focus earthquake around two hundred and fifty kilometers north of Herrandown at 6:02 p.m. But there is a major problem." |The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
18:03|6:03|Jarrod stared at the clock on his computer. It said 6:03. Outside his office window it was dark. It felt as if someone had sucked all the oxygen from the room and he took an extra breath before responding.|All The Little Pieces|Jilliane Hoffman|unknown
18:03|three minutes past six|Above it all rose the Houses of Parliament, with the hands of the clock stopped at three minutes past six. It was difficult to believe that all that meant nothing any more, that now it was just a pretentious confection that could decay in peace.|The Day of the Triffids|John Wyndham|unknown
18:04|Four minutes after six|"We will make record of it, my Rosannah; every year, as this dear hour chimes from the clock, we will celebrate it with thanksgivings, all the years of our life."<br/>"We will, we will, Alonzo!"<br/>"Four minutes after six, in the evening, my Rosannah..."|The Loves of Alonzo Fitz Clarence and Rosannah Ethelton|Mark Twain|unknown
18:05|6:05 p.m.|6:05 p.m. Wonder where everybody is? I suppose they are all out with their boyfriends or have gone home to their families.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
18:05|five past six|At about five past six Piers came in carrying an evening paper and a few books.|A Glass of Blessings|Barbara Pym|unknown
18:06|6:06|At 6:06, every toilet on Merit Street suddenly exploded in a geyser of shit and raw sewage as some unimaginable reversal took place in the pipes which fed the holding tanks of the new waste-treatment plant in the Barrens.|IT|Stephen King|nsfw
18:08|6:08 p.m.|6:08 p.m. The code-word "Valkyrie" reached von Seydlitz Gabler's headquarters|The Night of the Generals|Hans Hellmut Kirst|unknown
18:10|six ten|"Let me see now. You had a drink at the Continental at six ten."<br/>"Yes."<br/>"And at six forty-five you were talking to another journalist at the door of the Majestic?"<br/>"Yes, Wilkins. I told you all this, Vigot, before. That night."|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|unknown
18:12|6:12 P.M.|Wednesday 6:12 P.M.<br/>The dusk was settling majestically over Tokyo, after a rare smogless day. The view was particularly inspiring from the fifty-fifth-floor penthouse of the granite-clad Mino Industries building.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
18:12|06:12|At 06:12 Noreen brings another whole tray that’s dinner, we can have dinner at five something or six something or even seven something, Ma says.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
18:13|06:13|It’s 06:13, that’s getting nearly to be the evening. Ma says I really should be wrapped up in Rug already, Old Nick might possibly come in early because of me being sick.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
18:15|quarter past six|"Quarter past six," said Tony. "He's bound to have told her by now."|A Handful of Dust|Evelyn Waugh|unknown
18:15|quarter past six|At a quarter past six he was through with them.|The Photograph|Penelope Lively|unknown
18:15|6.15 pm.|I checked the time on the corner of my screen. 6.15 pm. I was never going to finish my essay in forty-five minutes|Girl Missing|Sophie McKenzie|unknown
18:20|six twenty|It was six twenty before Sarah Berowne managed to reach Ivor Garrod by telephone. She had been in her flat most of the early part of the afternoon but hadn't dared ring from there.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
18:20|twenty past six|By the time Elliot's mother arrived at twenty past six, Mrs. Sen always made sure all evidence of her chopping was disposed of.|Interpreter of Maladies|Jhumpa Lahiri|unknown
18:21|6.21pm|5.20pm - 6.21pm: Miss Pettigrew found herself wafted into the passage. She was past remonstrance now, past bewilderment, surprise, expostulation. Her eyes shone. Her face glowed. Her spirits soared. Everything was happening too quickly. She couldn't keep up with things, but, by golly, she could enjoy them.|Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day|Winifred Watson|unknown
18:22|six twenty-two|"It was six twenty-two, Commander. I happened to glance at the clock." <br/> He held open the door wide. It seemed less an invitation to leave than a command.|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
18:22|twenty-two minutes past six|Clock overturned when he fell forward. That'll give us the time of the crime. Twenty-two minutes past six.|The Murder at the Vicarage|Agatha Christie|unknown
18:25|six twenty-five|Without preamble, Dalgliesh said, "Mrs. Tallulah Clutton, the housekeeper at the Dupayne Museum, has this afternoon recognized you as the motorist who knocked her off her bicycle at about six twenty-five on Friday the first of November. On that night two people were murdered at the museum, Dr. Neville Dupayne and Miss Celia Mellock."|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
18:25|6:25|At 6:25 Claudia locked away the files she had been working on and went upstairs to wash and fetch her coat. The house was ablaze with light. Since Gerard's death she had hated working alone in the darkness.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
18:25|twenty-five past six|At twenty-five past six I go into the bathroom and have a wash, then while the Old Lady's busy in the kitchen helping Chris with the washing up I get my coat and nip out down the stairs.|A Kind of Loving|Stan Barstow|unknown
18:25|6.25|I have this moment, while writing, had a wire from Jonathan saying that he leaves by the 6.25 tonight from Launceston and will be here at 10.18, so that I shall have no fear tonight.|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
18:26|around half past six|It is around half past six in the evening. Dusk is gathering in the living room, an early dusk due to the fog which has rolled in from the Sound and is like a white curtain drawn down outside the windows.|Long Day's Journey Into Night|Eugene O'Neill|unknown
18:30|SIX-THIRTY|SIX-THIRTY ON REACHER’S watch, the motion inside the truck changed. Six hours and four minutes they’d cruised steadily, maybe fifty-five or sixty miles an hour, while the heat peaked and fell away. He’d sat, hot and rocking and bouncing in the dark with the wheel well between him and Holly Johnson, ticking off the distance against a map inside his head.|Die Trying|Lee Child|unknown
18:30|6:30 p.m.|After he had sent her home, he ate dinner alone at a nearby restaurant: Kyoto-style broiled mackerel with tofu, vinegared vegetables, miso soup, and a bowl of white rice. As usual, he kept away from alcohol. This was 6:30 p.m.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
18:30|6:30|“Found at the corner of Goodge Street, a goose and a black felt hat. Mr. Henry Baker can have the same by applying at 6:30 this evening at 221B Baker Street.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
18:30|half-past six|I had been delayed at a case, and it was a little after half-past six when I found myself in Baker Street once more. As I approached the house I saw a tall man in a Scotch bonnet with a coat which was buttoned up to his chin waiting in the bright semicircle which was thrown from the fanlight.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
18:30|six-thirty|At six-thirty I left the bar and walked outside. It was getting dark and the big Avenida looked cool and graceful. On the other side were homes that once looked out on the beach. Now they looked out on hotels and most of them had retreated behind tall hedges and walls that cut them off from the street.|The Rum Diary|Hunter S. Thompson|unknown
18:30|6.30 p.m.|6.30 p.m. Watch television or a video|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
18:30|half-past six|As I was turning away, grieved to be parting from him, a thought started up in me and I turned back. "Shall I take one more message for you?"<br/>"That's good of you" he said, "but do you want to?"<br/>"Yes, just this once." It could do no harm, I thought; and I should be far away when the message takes effect, and I wanted to say something to show we were friends. "Well," he said, once more across the gap, "say tomorrow's no good, I'm going to Norwich, but Friday at half-past six, same as usual."|The Go-Between|L.P. Hartley|unknown
18:30|half past six|At five o'clock the two ladies retired to dress, and at half past six Elizabeth was summoned to dinner.|Pride and Prejudice|Jane Austen|unknown
18:30|six thirty|It is six thirty. Now the dark night and the deafening racket of the crickets again engulf the garden and the veranda, all around the house|Jealousy|Alain Robbe-Grillet|unknown
18:30|half-past six|To a casual visitor it might have seemed that Mr. Penicuik, who owned the house, had fallen upon evil days; but two of the three gentlemen assembled in the Saloon at half-past six on a wintry evening of late February were in no danger of falling into this error.|Cotillion|Georgette Heyer|unknown
18:31|a little after half past six|I had been delayed at a case and it was a little after half past six when I found myself at Baker Street once more|The Adventure of The Blue Carbuncle|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
18:32|6:32 P.M.|Monday 6:32 P.M.<br/>Tanzan Mino was dressed in a black three-quarter sleeved kimono, staring straight ahead as he knelt before the sword resting in front of him. His hands were settled lightly on his thighs, his face expressionless. Then he reached out and touched the scabbard, bowing low to it. Inside was a twelfth-century katana, a five-foot-long razor created by swordsmiths of the Mino School, from the town of Seki, near Gifu in the heart of old Honshu. It was, he believed, a perfect metaphor for Japanese excellence and discipline.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
18:33|6.33pm|Every evening, Michel took the train home, changed at Esbly and usually arrived in Crécy on the 6.33pm train where Annabelle would be waiting at the station.|Atomised|Michel Houellebecq|unknown
18:34|around half past six|It is around half past six in the evening. Dusk is gathering in the living room, an early dusk due to the fog which has rolled in from the Sound and is like a white curtain drawn down outside the windows.|Long Day's Journey Into Night|Eugene O'Neill|unknown
18:35|6:35 p.m.|I swipe for the time with wet thumbs: 6:35 p.m. I’m early. Very early. I’d consider this a good thing if any part of my plan could be called that. I swallow. None of my plan is certain.|Bath Haus|P.J. Vernon|unknown
18:35|6.35 p.m.|And then it was 6.35 p.m. and I heard Father come home in his van and I moved the bed up against the door so he couldn't get in and he came into the house and he and Mother shouted at each other.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
18:36|6:36|Kaldren pursues me like luminescent shadow. He has chalked up on the gateway '96,688,365,498,702'. Should confuse the mail man. Woke 9:05. To sleep 6:36.|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
18:37|Nearly twenty to seven|Amy: What's that? I thought I saw someone pass the window. What time is it?<br/>Charles: Nearly twenty to seven.|The Family Reunion|T.S. Eliot|unknown
18:40|six-forty|It was six-forty on the same Tuesday before George Chandler-Powell had finished his list of private patients at St. Angela's Hospital. Pulling off his operating gown, he felt paradoxically both exhausted and restless.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
18:40|twenty minutes to seven|Having to change 'buses, I allowed plenty of time — in fact, too much; for we arrived at twenty minutes to seven, and Franching, so the servant said, had only just gone up to dress.|Diary of a Nobody|George and Weedon Grossmith|unknown
18:41|six forty-one|He made it to Grand Central well in advance. Stillman's train was not due to arrive until six forty-one, but Quinn wanted time to study the geography of the place, to make sure that Stillman would not be able to slip away from him.|The New York Trilogy|Paul Auster|unknown
18:42|six forty-two|It was six forty-two. Unless Emma was spending the weekend out of town she would probably be at home.|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
18:45|six-forty-five|The black boy’s dwarf head swivels and comes nose to knuckle with that hand. He frowns at it, then takes a quick check where’s the other two black boys just in case, and tells McMurphy they don’t open the cabinet till six-forty-five. “It’s a policy,” he says.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
18:45|six forty-five|"Let me see now. You had a drink at the Continental at six ten."<br/>"Yes."<br/>"And at six forty-five you were talking to another journalist at the door of the Majestic?"<br/>"Yes, Wilkins. I told you all this, Vigot, before. That night."|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|unknown
18:45|six forty-five|"Six forty-five," called Louie. "Did you hear, Ming," he asked, "did you hear?"<br/>"Yes, Taddy, I heard."<br/>"What is it?" asked Tommy. "The new baby, listen, the new baby."|The Man Who Loved Children|Christina Stead|unknown
18:45|quarter to seven|It was a quarter to seven when I let myself into the office and clicked the light on and picked a piece of paper off the floor. It was a notice from the Green Feather Messenger Service ...|The High Window|Raymond Chandler|unknown
18:47|6:47pm|The clock said 6:47pm. With growing fear, I walked stiffly around the apartment, turning on all the lights - even the overhead lights in the living room, which we generally didn’t use because they were so stark and bright.|The Goldfinch|Donna Tartt|unknown
18:49|6:49 p.m.|6:49 p.m. Lieutenant-General Tanz escorted by a motorized unit, drove to Corps headquarters|The Night of the Generals|Hans Hellmut Kirst|unknown
18:50|6:50 that evening|At 6:50 that evening, Lacey stood in the atrium dressed in shorts, a blue tank top, and sturdy tennis shoes, ready for a warm evening of walking about. She stared at the tiny red tree frog crouched on a branch at eye level as tour groups and a never-ending stream of smaller parties trooped around her, all wandering the portions of the zig that Swain had opened to the public for the weekend's open house.|The Enclave|Karen Hancock|sfw
18:50|ten minutes to seven|At ten minutes to seven Dulcie was ready. She looked at herself in the wrinkly mirror. The reflection was satisfactory. The dark blue dress, fitting without a wrinkle, the hat with its jaunty black feather, the but-slightly-soiled gloves--all representing self- denial, even of food itself--were vastly becoming. Dulcie forgot everything else for a moment except that she was beautiful, and that life was about to lift a corner of its mysterious veil for her to observe its wonders. No gentleman had ever asked her out before. Now she was going for a brief moment into the glitter and exalted show.|The Four Million|O. Henry|unknown
18:50|ten minutes before seven|It was time to go see the Lady. When we arrived at her house at ten minutes before seven o'clock, Damaronde answered the door.|Boy's Life|Robert R. McCammon|unknown
18:51|6:51|The square of light in the kitchen doorway had faded to thin purple; his watch said 6:51.|Salem's Lot|Stephen King|unknown
18:52|near on seven o'clock|It was near on seven o'clock when I got to Mr. and Mrs. Fleming's house on 6th Street, where I was renting a room. It was late September, and though there was some sun left, I didn't want to visit a dead man's place with night coming on.|All Aunt Hagar's Children|Edward P. Jones|unknown
18:53|About seven o’clock|About seven o’clock in the evening she had died, and her frantic husband had made a frightful scene in his efforts to kill West, whom he wildly blamed for not saving her life. Friends had held him when he drew a stiletto, but West departed amidst his inhuman shrieks, curses, and oaths of vengeance.|Herbert West - Reanimator|H.P. Lovecraft|unknown
18:54|a few minutes before seven|"I feel a little awkward," Kay Randall said on the phone, "asking a man to do these errands ... but that's my problem, not yours. Just bring the supplies and try to be at the church meeting room a few minutes before seven."|Bridging|Max Apple|unknown
18:55|five to seven|"... You had no reason to think the times important. Indeed how suspicious it would be if you had been completely accurate."<br/>"Haven't I been?"<br/>"Not quite. It was five to seven that you talked to Wilkins."<br/>"Another ten minutes."|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|unknown
18:55|6:55|The play was set to begin at seven o'clock and finish before sunset. It was 6:55. Beyond the flats we could hear the hockey field filling up. the low rumble got steadily louder - voices, footsteps, the creaking of bleachers, the slamming of car doors in the parking lot.|Middlesex|Jeffrey Eugenides|unknown
18:56|6.56|Then it was 6.56. A black Rover - a Rover 90, registration PYX 520 - turned into the street that ran down the left-hand side of The Bunker. It parked. The door on the driver's side opened. A man got out.|Dreams of Leaving|Rupert Thomson|unknown
18:57|three minutes to the hour; which was seven|Folded in this triple melody, the audience sat gazing; and beheld gently and approvingly without interrogation, for it seemed inevitable, a box tree in a green tub take the place of the ladies’ dressing-room; while on what seemed to be a wall, was hung a great clock face; the hands pointing to three minutes to the hour; which was seven.|Between the Acts|Virginia Woolf|unknown
18:58|two minutes to seven|"Walk fast," says Perry, "it's two minutes to seven, and I got to be home by—"<br/>"Oh, shut up," says I. "I had an appointment as chief performer at an inquest at seven, and I'm not kicking about not keeping it."|Roads of Destiny|O. Henry|unknown
18:58|two minutes before seven|Today was Tuesday, the fifteenth of August; the sun had risen at eleven minutes past five this morning and would set at two minutes before seven this evening.|The Hot Rock|Donald E Westlake|unknown
18:59|6:59 p.m.|At 6:59 p.m. Central Standard Time, I stand in my Sunday best in Clare’s vestibule with my finger on her buzzer, fragrant yellow freesia and an Australian Cabernet in my other arm, and my heart in my mouth.|The Time Traveler’s Wife|Audrey Niffenegger|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|“It was about seven o’clock and so still I felt that, if someone had spoken a mile away, I could have answered him.”|A Month in the Country|J.L. Carr|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|By seven o’clock the candles were lit.|A Discovery of Witches|Deborah Harkness|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|At seven o’clock Holly is still in her office, going over invoices that don’t really need her attention.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|Anne made her way across the dooryard, trailing a steadying hand along the side of Bobbi’s truck. When she had passed the truck, she reached at once for the porch railing. She looked up, and in the slanting light of seven o’clock, Gardener thought the woman looked both aged and ageless.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|On se réunit le matin au breakfast, et puis on se sépare. Everyone does as he pleases till dinnertime. Dinner at seven o’clock.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|By seven o’clock, all the guests had arrived, led into the house by Fred and George, who had waited for them at the end of the lane.|Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows|J.K. Rowling|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|Be at the third pillar from the left outside the Lyceum Theatre to-night at seven o’clock. If you are distrustful bring two friends. You are a wronged woman and shall have justice. Do not bring the police. If you do, all will be in vain. <br>-Your unknown friend.|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|The clocks were chiming seven o’clock. "Ah Mr. Lipwig," said Lord Vetinari, looking up. "Thank you so much for dropping in. It has been such a busy day, has it not? Drumknott, do help Mr. Lipwig to a chair. Prophecy can be very exhausting, I believe."|Going Postal|Terry Pratchett|unknown
19:00|seven|Billy closes his eyes and goes to sleep.<br>At seven that evening, he’s eating a room service dinner and watching The Asphalt Jungle on his laptop. It’s a jinxed one last job picture, for sure. The phone rings. It’s Ken Hoff. He tells Billy where they’ll meet tomorrow afternoon. Billy doesn’t have to write it down. Writing things down can be dangerous, and he’s got a good memory.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
19:00|seven sharp|“And what of Irene Adler?” I asked.<br>“Oh, she has turned all the men’s heads down in that part. She is the daintiest thing under a bonnet on this planet. So say the Serpentine-mews, to a man. She lives quietly, sings at concerts, drives out at five every day, and returns at seven sharp for dinner.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|In his hotel room at the Bon Voyage, Dr. Rufus Sixsmith reads a sheaf of letters written to him nearly half a century ago by his friend Robert Frobisher. Sixsmith knows them by heart, but their texture, rustle, and his friend’s faded handwriting calm his nerves. These letters are what he would save from a burning building. At seven o’clock precisely, he washes, changes his shirt, and sandwiches the nine read letters in the Gideon’s Bible—this he replaces in the bedside cabinet. Sixsmith slips the unread letters into his jacket pocket for the restaurant.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
19:00|seven|“Very glad to see you. I dine at seven. There is a woodcock, I believe. By the way, in view of recent occurrences, perhaps I ought to ask Mrs. Hudson to examine its crop.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|By seven o’clock the orchestra has arrived, no thin five-piece affair, but a whole pitful of oboes and trombones and saxophones and viols and cornets and piccolos, and low and high drums.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|“Yes, seven o’clock. I will bring dessert.” Smiling in her sad-happy way, she hobbled back into her unit while I continued to mine.|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
19:00|seven|“What? No. I mean, yeah, that’s when we have to be in the lot, but there’s a bunch of stuff before, you know, costumes, makeup, all that. I usually get there at seven. I can’t believe nobody told you any of this.”|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
19:00|seven P.M.|After that first night, Kendra quickly fell into a rhythm: She’d drive in with Sarah, arrive by seven P.M., punch in immediately, sift through the costumes, splatter herself with blood, go through makeup if needed, and walk with Christy and Sarah down to the lot.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|“It contains your new Nimbus Two Thousand, but I don’t want everybody knowing you’ve got a broomstick or they’ll all want one. Oliver Wood will meet you tonight on the Quidditch field at seven o’clock for your first training session."|Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone|J.K. Rowling|unknown
19:00|seven o’clock|At seven o’clock precisely, a tiny Italian man entered James’s office. He was wearing a very ancient tuxedo and a white bow tie, which was almost exactly the same size and shape as the mustache on his upper lip.|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
19:00|seven o'clock|… in a word, seen always at the same evening hour, isolated from all its possible surroundings, detached and solitary against its shadowy background, the bare minimum of scenery necessary .. to the drama of my undressing, as though all Combray had consisted of but two floors joined by a slender staircase, and as though there had been no time there but seven o'clock at night.|In Search of Lost Time: Swann's Way|Marcel Proust|unknown
19:00|seven|The town clock struck seven. The echoes of the great chime wandered in the unlit halls of the library. An autumn leaf, very crisp, fell somewhere in the dark. But it was only the page of a book, turning.|Something Wicked This Way Comes|Ray Bradbury|unknown
19:00|7.00 p.m.|7.00 p.m. Do maths practice|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
19:00|seven|Edward had been allowed to see me only from seven till nine-thirty pm, always inside the confines of my home and under the supervision of my dad's unfailingly crabby glare.|New Moon|Stephenie Meyer|unknown
19:00|seven o'clock|It was seven o'clock and by this time she was not very far from Raveloe, but she was not familiar enough with those monotonous lanes to know how near she was to her journey's end. She needed comfort, and she knew but one comforter - the familiar demon in her bosom; but she hesitated a moment, after drawing out the black remnant, before she raised it to her lips.|Silas Marner|George Eliot|unknown
19:00|seven o'clock|It was seven o'clock when we got into the coupé with him and started for Long Island. [...] So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
19:01|around seven|He waited until nearly eight, because around seven there were always more people coming in and out of the house than at other times.|The Talented Mr. Ripley|Patricia Highsmith|unknown
19:02|about seven o'clock|Twas about seven o'clock at night,<br/>And the wind it blew with all its might,<br/> And the rain came pouring down,<br/>And the dark clouds seem'd to frown,|The Tay Bridge Disaster|William McGonagall|unknown
19:03|three minutes past seven|There was trouble with the track. No one could give any idea when it would be put right. The train arriving at three minutes past seven had been the last one in. Were all the gods of travel conspiring to thwart him?|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
19:04|7:04 p.m.|Sunday evening at almost the same hour (to be precise, at about 7:04 p.m.) she rings the front door bell at the home of Walter Moeding, Crime Commissioner, who is at that moment engaged, for professional rather than private reasons, in disguising himself as a sheikh.|The Lost Honour of Katharina Blum|Heinrich Böll|unknown
19:05|five minutes after seven|I parked at a rental lot outside O'Hare about five minutes after seven. I got out of the car with my staff and rod in hand. There was only one old light burning on the lot, but the moon had risen huge and bright, and I had no trouble seeing Micheal coming.|Death Masks|Jim Butcher|sfw
19:05|five past seven|It was five past seven, a little past his normal time, when Hubert got back to the flat which he supposed he ought now to call home, but in which he still felt as ill at ease as a guest who is beginning to suspect that he has outstayed his welcome.|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
19:05|7:05 p.m.|Punctual as always, Monsignor Kevin Sullivan was in the chandeliered lobby of the Hilton at 7:05 p.m., when Jon and Shannon stepped off the elevator. This time nattily attired in clerical grays, the dark-haired, ruddy-faced son of Ireland gracefully kissed Shannon's hand and then squeezed Jon's.|The Constantine Codex|Paul L. Maier|unknown
19:08|eight minutes past seven|It was eight minutes past seven and still no girl. I waited impatiently. I watched another crowd surge through the barriers and move quickly down the steps. My eyes were alert for the faintest recognition.|The Girl from East Berlin|James Furner|unknown
19:10|7.10|It was 7.10 and the saloon bar of the Duke of Clarence club was already smoke-filled, the noise level rising and the crowd at the bar three feet deep. Christine Baldwin, the Whistler's fifth victim, had exactly twenty minutes to live.|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
19:10|7:10 p.m.|A warm breeze came through the window, smelling of freshly cut grass. The landlord was now mowing the patch of green lawn with a push mower. I glanced at my wristwatch. It was 7:10 p.m.|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
19:10|in five minutes it would be a quarter past seven|He had already got to the point where, by rocking more strongly, he maintained his equilibrium with difficulty, and very soon he would finally have to make a final decision, for in five minutes it would be a quarter past seven. Then there was a ring at the door of the apartment. <br/> “That’s someone from the office,” he told himself, and he almost froze, while his small limbs only danced around all the faster. For one moment everything remained still. “They aren’t opening,” Gregor said to himself, caught up in some absurd hope.|Metamorphosis|Franz Kafka|unknown
19:10|seven-ten|The party was to begin at seven. The invitations gave the hour as six-thirty because the family knew everyone would come a little late, so as not to be the first to arrive. At seven-ten not a soul had come; somewhat acrimoniously, the family discussed the advantages and disadvantages of tardiness|The Elderly Lady|Jorge Luis Borges|unknown
19:11|19:11|Good, you said. Run, or you won't get a seat. See you soon. Your voice was reassuring. 19:11:00, the clock said. I put the phone back on its hook and I ran. The seat I got, almost the last one in the carriage, was opposite a girl who started coughing as soon as there weren't any other free seats I could move to. She looked pale and the cough rattled deep in her chest as she punched numbers into her mobile. Hi, she said (cough). I'm on the train. No, I've got a cold. A cold (cough). Yeah, really bad. Yeah, awful actually. Hello? (cough) Hello?|The Whole Story and Other Stories|Ali Smith|unknown
19:12|twelve minutes past seven|At twelve minutes past seven, in the kitchen, Kimberly was becoming anxious.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
19:12|7:12|He taught me that if I had to meet someone for an appointment, I must refuse to follow the "stupid human habit" of arbitrarily choosing a time based on fifteen-minute intervals. "Never meet people at 7:45 or 6:30, Jasper, but pick times like 7:12 and 8:03!"|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
19:14|7:14|If he'd lived in New York and worked in an office, he might have thrived as the typical, over-martini'd, cheating husband, leaving every night on the 7:14 to White Plains, a smudge of lipstick high on his neck, and a tide of lies to see him through to the next day.|The Life and Opinions of Maf the Dog, and of his friend Marilyn Monroe|Andrew O'Hagan|unknown
19:15|fifteen minutes past seven|The raft drifted steadily north. “There must be a current.” The current was carrying them north, toward the hotel. He looked at his watch and was astonished to see it was fifteen minutes past seven. Only fifteen minutes had passed since he had last looked at his watch. It seemed like two hours.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
19:15|quarter past seven in the evening|It was on the busy, dirty Anerley Road in South London that the man hit me. It was the nineteenth of September, it was around quarter past seven in the evening, and I was walking downhill from the train station to our flat after a shift at the bookshop. The weather had been fine in the morning when I set out for work, but now it was raining and I wasn’t dressed for it.|The Body Lies|Jo Baker|unknown
19:15|7:15 p.m.|At 7:15 p.m. and nine seconds, Prager called Eva’s cell, and once again it went straight to VM. He tried her apartment, and no one answered; a machine didn’t even pick up.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
19:15|7:15|Cell count down to 400,000. Woke 8:10. To sleep 7:15. (Appear to have lost my watch without realising it, had to drive into town to buy another.)|The Voices of Time|J.G. Ballard|unknown
19:15|seven fifteen|Nick had a large wild plan of his own for the night, but for now he let Leo take charge: they were going to go back to Notting Hill and catch the seven fifteen screening of Scarface at the Gate.|The Line of Beauty|Alan Hollinghurst|unknown
19:15|seven-fifteen|The party was to begin at seven. The invitations gave the hour as six-thirty because the famly knew everyone would come a little late, so as not to be the first to arrive. .. By seven-fifteen not another soul could squeeze into the house.|The Elderly Lady|Jorge Luis Borges|unknown
19:16|sixteen past seven PM|“Sixteen past seven PM? That's when he came into the store or when he left after the fact?”|The Last Precinct|Patricia Cornwell|unknown
19:17|7:17 p.m.|7:17 p.m. Simon is coming round. His girlfriend has gone back to her husband. Thank God stayed at home to receive chucked friends in manner of Queen of Hearts or Soup Kitchen. But that's just the kind of person I am: liking to love others.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|nsfw
19:17|7.17 p.m.|Colonel Putnis knocked on his door at 7.17 p.m. The car was waiting in front of the hotel, and they drove through the dark streets to police headquarters. It had grown much colder during the evening, and the city was almost deserted.|The Dogs of Riga|Henning Mankell|unknown
19:19|seven-nineteen|And it was me who spent about three hours this afternoon arguing one single contract. The term was best endeavors. The other side wanted to use reasonable efforts. In the end we won the point- but I can't feel my usual triumph. All I know is, it's seven-nineteen, and in eleven minutes I'm supposed to be halfway across town, sitting down to dinner at Maxim's with my mother and brother Daniel. I'll have to cancel. My own birthday dinner.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
19:20|seven-twenty P.M.|Two million dollars had been delivered to Lindstrom's home on Grace Cove at seven-twenty P.M. It had come in large bundles of hundred-dollar bills, packed in two large metal cases, and accompanied by Lucky Knudsen and three additional state troopers.|Purgatory Ridge|William Kent Krueger|sfw
19:20|twenty minutes past seven|What is interesting and important is that the caller had some difficulty getting through, either genuine or contrived. As a result we know the operator reported the time of the call: twenty minutes past seven.|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
19:20|twenty minutes past seven|The next Friday he watched to see if they would come again. They did, and at the same times, the woman first, at twenty minutes past seven, the boy forty minutes later.|The Mistletoe Murder|P.D. James|sfw
19:20|7:20 PM|"I'd love to, but if I went horizontal, it would be all over. I have to stay awake for Sean's call." Grant checked the clock, which told him it was 7:20 PM. "He's actually a bit late." |The Root of All Evil?|Ray Keating|unknown
19:20|seven-twenty|Winston lit the burner and set a pan of water to boil. He had brought an envelope full of Victory Coffee and some saccharine tablets. The clock’s hands said seven-twenty: it was nineteen-twenty really.|1984|George Orwell|unknown
19:20|seven-twenty|The clock read seven-twenty, but I felt no hunger. You'd think I might have wanted to eat something after the day I'd had, but I cringed at the very thought of food. I was short of sleep, my gut was slashed, and my apartment was gutted. There was no room for appetite.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
19:20|7:20|The pause, we finally concluded, was to allow the other important people to catch up, those who had arrived at 7:10 waiting for those who had arrived at 7:20.|Parkinson's Law or the Pursuit of Progress|C. Northcote Parkinson|unknown
19:21|7:21|Gripping her gym bag in her right hand, Aomame, like Buzzcut, was waiting for something to happen. The clock display changed to 7:21, then 7:22, then 7:23.|1Q84|Haruki Murakami|unknown
19:22|7:22|Gripping her gym bag in her right hand, Aomame, like Buzzcut, was waiting for something to happen. The clock display changed to 7:21, then 7:22, then 7:23.|1Q84|Haruki Murakami|unknown
19:22|7:22 p.m.|It was 7:22 p.m. by the wall clock when he soldered the final connection. Eric estimated a half hour delay before the little generator had taken over, put the time actually at near eight o'clock. He found himself hesitant, strangely unwilling to test the completed machine.|Operation Syndrome|Frank Herbert|unknown
19:23|7:23|Gripping her gym bag in her right hand, Aomame, like Buzzcut, was waiting for something to happen. The clock display changed to 7:21, then 7:22, then 7:23.|1Q84|Haruki Murakami|unknown
19:24|almost twenty-five after seven|He picked up his hat and coat and Clarice said hello to him and he said hello and looked at the clock and it was almost twenty-five after seven.|The Evening's at Seven|James Thurber|unknown
19:25|seven twenty-five|"No, sir, only the housekeeper. He's been in New England visiting his daughter. He always goes there in the fall. He was due back at the Heathrow on BA flight 214 arriving at seven twenty-five."|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
19:25|7:25|He tried one more time at 7:25, and nothing had changed. It ran and ran, eleven, twelve, thirteen times. <br>He threw his guitar in his dad’s car and drove south toward Prescott. The Built to Spill tape was still in the tape deck, and he just let it keep going; it might as well be the damn soundtrack to everything.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
19:25|twenty-five after seven|He picked up his hat and coat and Clarice said hello to him and he said hello and looked at the clock and it was almost twenty-five after seven.|The Evening's at Seven|James Thurber|unknown
19:28|seven twenty-eight|"As you know, we're on twenty-four hour call and I got here at seven twenty-eight. We decided to start the investigation at once. The undertakers will collect the body as soon as you've finished."|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
19:28|7:28|"It says here that you called your mother at 7:28 p.m. this evening."<br/>"There's some sort of mistake. I didn't get the chance to call anyone."|Superior Justice|Tom Hilpert|sfw
19:29|nineteen-twenty-nine|"I expect she didn't want Octavia to know that she'd called in her father, not until they'd worked out a plan. And I was the one who fixed the time. I didn't see how I could catch a train before the seventeen-twenty-two which gets in to Waterloo at nineteen-twenty-nine."|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
19:29|minute before seven-thirty|Everybody turns in his chair and watches that butter sneak on down the wall, starting, hanging still, shooting ahead and leaving a shiny trail behind it on the pain. Nobody says a word. They look at the butter, then at the clock, then back at the butter. The clock’s moving now.<br>The butter makes it down to the floor about a half minute before seven-thirty, and McMurphy gets back all the money he lost.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
19:30|seven-thirty|When the news was over, Anderson told Gardener she was going to bed. <br>“At seven-thirty?”<br>“I’m still bushed.” And she looked it.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
19:30|seven-thirty|At seven-thirty, Chetta Reynolds blew into the examining room where the Stones and their ceaselessly screaming baby daughter had been stashed. The poet rumored to be on the short list for Presidential Medal of Freedom was dressed in straight-leg jeans and a BU sweatshirt with a hole in one elbow.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
19:30|seven thirty|I could see her eyeing the sweaty bottle of rosé. “Come out with me tonight, pretty please? My friend Jackie from Pilates is having a birthday party at a gay bar in the Village. I wasn’t going to go, but if you come with me it could be fun. It’s only seven thirty. And it’s Friday night. Let’s drink this and go out. The night is young!”<br>“I’m tired, Reva,” I said, peeling the wrapper off the cap of a bottle of NyQuil.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
19:30|Seven-thirty|Seven-thirty back to the day room. The Big Nurse looks out through her special glass, always polished till you can’t tell it’s there, and nods at what she sees, reaches up and tears a sheet off her calendar one day closer to the goal.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
19:30|seven-thirty|Everybody turns in his chair and watches that butter sneak on down the wall, starting, hanging still, shooting ahead and leaving a shiny trail behind it on the pain. Nobody says a word. They look at the butter, then at the clock, then back at the butter. The clock’s moving now.<br>The butter makes it down to the floor about a half minute before seven-thirty, and McMurphy gets back all the money he lost.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
19:30|half-past seven|But now he was close - here was the house, here were the gates. Somewhere a clock beat a single chime. "What, is it really half-past seven? That's impossible, it must be fast!"|Crime and Punishment|Fyodor Dostoyevsky|unknown
19:30|7:30|On July 25th, 8:30 a.m. the bitch Novaya dies whelping. At 10 o'clock she is lowered into her cool grave, at 7:30 that same evening we see our first floes and greet them wishing they were the last.|The Terrors of Ice and Darkness|Christoph Ransmayr|nsfw
19:30|half-past seven|The clock showed half-past seven. This was the twilight time. He would be there now. I pictured him in his old navy-blue sweater and peaked cap, walking soft-footed up the track towards the wood. He told me he wore the sweater because navy-blue barely showed up in the dark, black was even better, he said. The peaked cap was important too, he explained, because the peak casts a shadow over one's face.|Danny, the Champion of the World|Roald Dahl|unknown
19:30|7.30|The telephone call came at 7.30 on the evening of March 18th, a Saturday, the eve of the noisy, colourful festival that the town held in honour of Saint Joseph the carpenter -|A Simple Story|Leonardo Sciascia|unknown
19:30|half past seven|At half past seven in the evening, and consequently after supping instead of before, as I should have preferred, he took twenty-five grains of the drug.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
19:31|7:31 P.M.|7:31 P.M.<br/>As another gust hit, Vance glanced up at the rigging, praying it would hang together. Instead of canvas, the wide, shallow square sail was made of small linen cloths sewn together, like those made on the tiny looms of ancient times. It was a single-masted reefing sail, invented just in time for the Trojan War, with an upper yard fitted with a system of lines whereby it could be furled up and then secured aloft.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
19:32|7:32 p.m.|It’s 7:32 p.m., and Marge sits beside Clay on one side of the interrogation room table. Luke and I sit opposite them. We’ve run through the preambles. The interview is being recorded.|Beneath Devil’s Bridge|Loreth Anne White|unknown
19:35|seven-thirty-five P.M.|At seven-thirty-five P.M., Cork parked his Bronco behind the Aurora Middle School and headed toward the back entrance, which was near a Dumpster. He could see that Deputy Gil Singer had been posted at the door.|Purgatory Ridge|William Kent Krueger|sfw
19:35|7:35|Trying to identify the key facts, Ethan was suddenly aware he was looking at the wall clock; it was 7:35.<br/>“Wait a minute. When did you hear about this?”<br/>There was a tiny moment of hesitation. “The first news came in just before five.”|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
19:35|7.35|7.35-40. Yseut arrives at 'M. and S.', puts through phone call.|The Case of the Gilded Fly|Edmund Crispin|unknown
19:38|7:38 P.M.|Wednesday 7:38 P.M. <br/> "Michael! And Eva!  Again, after so long. Pos iste! What a surprise!" The old Greek's sunburned face widened into a smile, his gray mustache opening above his last good teeth. "Parakalo, you must come in for a glass of raki and some of Adriana's meze. She would never forgive me."|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
19:39|7:39 P.M.|7:39 P.M.<br>Eva and Braque made $180 at Jack Cermak’s before complains from the nosy wait staff and whiny-ass sore losers forced them out. Then they made a quick five bucks at the famous Every 1’s A Wiener hot dog stand in Andersonville just for taking a bite from a Fire Dog. Eva actually took two bites, because that’s just who she was.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
19:40|twenty to eight|They reckon the time was twenty to eight. They can swear, sir, that the body wasn't suspended then and that they saw no one on the forecourt.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
19:40|7.40|She arrives at 7.40, ten minutes late, but the children, Jimmy and Bitsy, are still eating supper and their parents are not ready to go yet. From other rooms come the sound of a baby screaming, water running, a television musical (no words: probably a dance number - patterns of gliding figures come to mind).|The Babysitter|Robert Coover|unknown
19:42|7:42|It was 7:42, just over an hour since he had rung Frances. She should have arrived by now.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
19:42|7:42|So he really had no choice but to pay an occasional visit to the living room instead, where the hands on the grandfather clock now indicated, rather unambiguously, that it was 7:42|The Lincoln Highway|Amor Towles|unknown
19:42|seven, and forty-two minutes|“I had been in the tech ninja sleeve only a few hours—seven, and forty-two minutes according to the time display chipped into my upper-left field of vision—but there were none of the usual download side effects.”|Altered Carbon|Richard K. Morgan|unknown
19:42|seven forty-two|I glance at my watch as we speed along the Strand. Seven forty-two. I'm starting to feel quite excited. The street outside is still bright and warm and tourists are walking along in T-shirts and shorts, pointing at the High Court. It must have been a gorgeous summer's day. Inside the air-conditioned Carter Spink building you have no idea what the weather in the real world is doing.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
19:43|7:43 p.m.|In response to a hail from within the wall, several of the warders bent to the windlass, whereupon the portcullis scraped and groaned aloft, and the tall knight came riding out just as the hands of Mallory's timepiece registered 7:43 p.m.|A Knyght Ther Was|Robert F. Young|sfw
19:44|7:44 P.M.|7:44 P.M.<br/>Vance watched as the Hind approached on the starboard side of the destroyer, heading straight for it and dropping altitude. What in hell was going on?|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
19:45|7:45 p.m.|"I imagine so. He died at night, or he was last seen alive by Grace Willson at 7:45 p.m. when he heard her confession. I suppose he died of boredom."|The Black Tower|P.D. James|sfw
19:45|quarter to eight in the evening|At quarter to eight in the evening, Emmett was sitting in a run-down saloon at the edge of Manhattan with a glass of beer and a photograph of Harrison Hewett on the bar in front of him.|The Lincoln Highway|Amor Towles|unknown
19:45|a quarter to eight o’clock|“There will call upon you to-night, at a quarter to eight o’clock,” it said, “a gentleman who desires to consult you upon a matter of the very deepest moment. Your recent services to one of the royal houses of Europe have shown that you are one who may safely be trusted with matters which are of an importance which can hardly be exaggerated. This account of you we have from all quarters received. Be in your chamber then at that hour, and do not take it amiss if your visitor wear a mask.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
19:45|Seven-forty-five|Seven-forty-five the black boys move down the line of Chronics taping catheters on the ones that will hold still for it. Catheters are second-hand condoms the ends clipped off and rubber-banded to tubes that run down pantlegs to a plastic sack marked DISPOSABLE NOT TO BE RE-USED, which it is my job to wash out at the end of each day.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
19:45|fifteen minutes to eight|Contrary to his habit of being late, Pierre on that day arrived at the Bergs’ house, not at ten but at fifteen minutes to eight.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
19:45|7:45|He taught me that if I had to meet someone for an appointment, I must refuse to follow the "stupid human habit" of arbitrarily choosing a time based on fifteen-minute intervals. "Never meet people at 7:45 or 6:30, Jasper, but pick times like 7:12 and 8:03!"|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
19:45|19.45|He tells his old friend the train times and they settle on the 19.45 arriving at 23.27. "I'll book us into the ultra-luxurious Francis Drake Lodge. Running water in several rooms. Have you got a mobile?"|Other People's Money|Justin Cartwright|unknown
19:46|7:46 P.M.|7:46 P.M.<br/>"Right." Alfred Konwitz snapped to attention. "Yes, sir."<br/>He slammed down the phone and whirled around to Jack Mulhoney. "Full denial, sir. Israeli Control says they have no military aircraft operating anywhere in that sector of the Aegean."|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
19:47|7:47 P.M.|7:47 P.M.<br/>Vance watched as the frigate got off a warning tracer, but to no effect. The Hind ignored it, as a stream of 57mm rockets from under the chopper's stubby starboard wing flared down, while the radar-slaved machine gun beneath the nose opened fire.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
19:48|7:48 P.M.|7:48 P.M.<br/>There are sounds of doors opening and closing, with whispered words that are like alien hisses. She senses she is in motion, on a bed that is gliding past powerful overhead lights.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
19:49|eleven minutes to eight|"When did you next see Dr. Wellesley?"<br/>"At just eleven minutes to eight."<br/>"Where?"<br/>"In the surgery."<br/>"He came back there?"<br/>"Yes."<br/>"How do you fix that precise time--eleven minutes to eight?"<br/>"Because he'd arranged to see a patient in Meadow Gate at ten minutes to eight. I glanced at the clock as he came in, saw what time it was, and reminded him of the appointment."|In the Mayor's Parlour|J.S. Fletcher|unknown
19:49|Eleven minutes to eight|"Eleven minutes to eight."<br/>"You're always right; there must be a clock in your head."<br/>"I can't be wrong, tonight. I'll be able to tell you one second before they blast off. Look! The ten-minute warning!"|The End of the Beginning|Ray Bradbury|unknown
19:50|ten minutes to eight|Everything was arranged for them. A real limousine came at ten minutes to eight and took them to the theater. It drew up under the marquee at exactly the right time, after the big stars and the director and the author and the governor and the mayor and some less important stars.|A Late Encounter with the Enemy|Flannery O'Connor|unknown
19:50|ten minutes to eight|The hands of the clock in the middle of the wall were pointing to ten minutes to eight. The cafe closed at eight.|Before the Coffee gets Cold: Tales from the Cafe|Toshikazu Kawaguchi|unknown
19:50|ten to eight|At ten to eight, he strolled downstairs, to make sure that Signora Buffi was not pottering around in the hall and that her door was not open, and to make sure there really was no one in Freddie's car|The Talented Mr. Ripley|Patricia Highsmith|unknown
19:51|nearly eight|He waited until nearly eight, because around seven there were always more people coming in and out of the house than at other times. At ten to eight, he strolled downstairs, to make sure that Signora Buffi was not pottering around in the hall and that her door was not open, and to make sure there really was no one in Freddie's car, though he had gone down in the middle of the afternoon to look at the car and see if it was Freddie's.|The Talented Mr. Ripley|Patricia Highsmith|unknown
19:52|7:52 P.M.|7:52 P.M.<br/>Vance pulled himself across the planking and stretched for a box of gear stowed beneath the stern platform. In it was a constant traveling companion: his chrome-handled 9mm Walther. Although the concept of downing a Hind gunship with small-arms fire had been tested in Afghanistan and found wanting, he was so angry his better judgment was not fully in play.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|unknown
19:53|7.53 p.m.|Wednesday, 11 th December 1963. 7.53 p.m. "Help me. You've got to help me." The woman's voice quavered on the edge of tears. The duty constable who had picked up the phone heard a hiccuping gulp, as if the caller was struggling to speak.|A Place of Execution|Val McDermid|unknown
19:54|six minutes to eight|The body was found at six minutes to eight. Doctor Young arrived some thirty minutes later. Just let me get that clear - I've a filthy memory.|A Man Lay Dead|Ngaio Marsh|unknown
19:55|seven fifty-five|It was seven fifty-five and Detective Inspector Kate Miskin and Detective Inspector Piers Tarrant were drinking together in a riverside pub between Southwark Bridge and London Bridge.|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
19:55|five minutes to eight|At five minutes to eight , the Prime Minister emerged from Wilson’s office, followed by Halifax and Cadogan. Wilson was the last to appear. He looked irritated. Legat guessed he must have had a further argument with Cadogan.|Munich|Robert Harris|unknown
19:55|five to eight|Flora drew her coat round her, and looked up into the darkening vault of the sky. Then she glanced at her watch. It was five to eight.|Cold Comfort Farm|Stella Gibbons|unknown
19:55|eight, and it's five to|"The party starts at eight, and it's five to."<br/>"Anything up to half an hour late is considered on time, Pruitt. Don't you know anything about etiquette?"<br/>"Very little, I'm afraid"<br/>"Well, anything up to half an hour late is considered on time, but anything before the appointed time---even a single minute---is downright gouchy."|Staggerford|Jon Hassler|unknown
19:56|four minutes to eight|I remember the cigarette in his hard face, against the now limitless storm cloud. Bernardo cried to him unexpectedly: "What time is it, Ireno?"<br/>Without consulting the sky, without stopping, he replied: "It's four minutes to eight, young Bernardo Juan Franciso." His voice was shrill, mocking.|Funes the Memorious-Labyrinths|Jorge Luis Borges|unknown
19:57|three minutes till eight|At three minutes till eight, Laszlo and His Yankee Hussars set up onstage. While the band played their Sousa medley, Carter thoroughly checked his kit, stuffing his pockets with scarves, examining the seals on decks of cards. He glanced toward his levitation device. "Good luck, Carter." The voice was quiet.|Carter Beats The Devil|Glen David Gold|unknown
19:58|7.58pm|Robert Langdon stole an anxious glance at his wristwatch: 7.58pm. The smiling face of Mickey Mouse did little to cheer him up.|The Lost Symbol|Dan Brown|unknown
19:59|eight o'clock, maybe a minute before|"It was right at eight o'clock, maybe a minute before. I went into the demo room to see if I'd left my tin of polish there. And there was this bottle of milk on the trolley and I drank some of it. Just a bit off the top."|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
19:59|just before eight o' clock|Kuniang made her appearance in my study just before eight o' clock, arrayed in what had once been a "party frock."|The Maker of Heavenly Trousers|Daniel Vare|unknown
19:59|A minute to eight|Quickly, quickly. A minute to eight. My hot water bottle was ready, and I filled a glass with water from the tap. Time was of the essence.|The Thirteenth Tale|Diane Setterfield|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|Charlie glanced at the clock over the bar and saw it was eight o’clock, but the other men were coming over to talk, and he realized he might not be able to pry his father loose from the gaggle of admirers. Especially if they brought him drinks.|Blue Springs|Peter Rennebohm|unknown
20:00|8:00 P.M.|The ten directors now sitting in the conference room were irritable and impatient. It was 8:00 P.M. They had been talking among themselves for the last ten minutes, but slowly had fallen silent.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
20:00|Eight o’clock|On the wall above the cupboard, invisible save at night, by lamplight and even then evincing an enigmatic profundity because it had but one hand, a cabinet clock ticked, then with a preliminary sound as if it had cleared its throat, struck five times.<br>"Eight o’clock," Dilsey said.|The Sound and the Fury|William Faulkner|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|“My fiddle would be the better for new strings,” he remarked. “Put your pistol in your pocket. When the fellow comes, speak to him in an ordinary way. Leave the rest to me. Don’t frighten him by looking at him too hard.”<br>“It is eight o’clock now,” I said, glancing at my watch.|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|The mother nodded. She didn’t seem able to get out a word. The daughter burst into tears. I felt more than ever that these people knew something of the matter.<br>“At what o’clock did Mr. Drebber leave your house for the train?” I asked.<br>“At eight o’clock,” she said, gulping in her throat to keep down her agitation.|A Study in Scarlet|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|I have been drunk just twice in my life, and the second time was that afternoon; so everything that happened has a dim, hazy cast over it, although until after eight o’clock the apartment was full of cheerful sun.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|Again at eight o’clock, when the dark lanes of the Forties were lined five deep with throbbing taxicabs, bound for the theatre district, I felt a sinking in my heart. Forms leaned together in the taxis as they waited, and voices sang, and there was laughter from unheard jokes, and lighted cigarettes outlined unintelligible 70 gestures inside.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
20:00|Eight o’clock|Eight o’clock, no later, you light the lamps, the big one by the large window, the small one on your desk, they are not to see by— It is still twilight out over the sand, the scrub oaks and cranberries, even the small birds have not settled. For sleep yet, out of the reach of prowling foxes. No, you light the lamps because you are alone in your small house and the wicks sputtering gold are like two visitors with good stories.|New and Selected Poems, Volume One|Mary Oliver|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|She stared back, surprised and confused. Then defiant. Abruptly she closed the laptop, stuffed it in her bag. She withdrew a pen and scribbled an address on a napkin. “If you change your mind,” she said stiffly, standing, “I will be at this location between eight o’clock and nine o’clock tonight.”|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
20:00|8:00 p.m.|It was nearly 8:00 p.m., and Sully was glad to see the lights still on. With no Internet service of his own, and the computers at the Gazette being out of the question (he didn’t want anyone to know what he was doing, least of all reporters), this was his best and only option for doing research; a place where he once wrote grade-school book reports.|The First Phone Call From Heaven|Mitch Albom|unknown
20:00|Eight o’clock|Eight o’clock the walls whirr and hum into full swing. The speaker in the ceiling says, “Medications,” using the Big Nurse’s voice.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
20:00|eight|“I’ll give you a ride, of course!” Sarah said, slapping Kendra’s shoulder. “It’s really no problem.”<br>Kendra grabbed where she’d been slapped. “We start at eight?” she said, kneading her shoulder.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
20:00|eight|Then the grandfather’s clock in the hall outside struck eight, and the memory of the night before came to him.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
20:00|8 o’clock|“Mr. Owen - unfortunately delayed - unable to get here till tomorrow. Instructions -<br>everything they wanted - if they would like to go to their rooms?… dinner would be at 8 o’clock…”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|Philip Lombard had the habit of waking at daybreak. He did so on this particular morning. He raised himself on an elbow and listened. The wind had somewhat abated but was still blowing. He could hear no sound of rain…<br>At eight o’clock the wind was blowing more strongly, but Lombard did not hear it. He was asleep again.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:00|eight o'clock|'TIS eight o'clock, a clear March night, The moon is up, the sky is blue, The owlet, in the moonlight air, Shouts from nobody knows where; He lengthens out his lonely shout, Halloo! halloo! a long halloo!|The Idiot Boy|William Wordsworth|unknown
20:00|eight|I trace the words, "I'll arrive to collect you for drinks at eight on Saturday."|Tell-All|Chuck Palahniuk|unknown
20:00|8.00 p.m.|8.00 p.m. Have a bath|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
20:00|eight o'clock|Arthur thought he could even bear to listen to the album of bagpipe music he had won. It was eight o'clock and he decided he would make himself, force himself, to listen to the whole record before he phoned her.|So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish|Douglas Adams|unknown
20:00|eight o'clock|At eight o'clock that evening, a Saturday, Pamela Chamcha stood with Jumpy Joshi - who had refused to let her go unaccompanied - next to the Photo-Me machine in a corner of the main concourse of Euston station, feeling ridiculously conspiratorial.|Satanic Verses|Salman Rushdie|unknown
20:00|eight|Freud had me knock on Jung's door, to no avail. They waited until eight, then set off for Brill's without him.|The Interpretation Of Murder|Jed Rubenfeld|unknown
20:00|eight o'clock|It's the twenty-third of June nineteen seventy-five, and it is eight o'clock in the evening, seated at his jigsaw puzzle, Bartlebooth has just died.|Life: A User's Manual|Georges Perec|unknown
20:00|eight o'clock|She looked at her watch- it was eight o'clock|The Beautiful and Damned|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
20:00|eight in the evening|That day he forgot to go to dinner; he noticed the fact at eight in the evening, and as it was too late to go to the Rue St. Jaques, he ate a lump of bread.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
20:00|eight|The clock struck eight. Had it been ten, Elinor would have been convinced that at that moment she heard a carriage driving up to the house; and so strong was the persuasion that she did, in spite of the almost impossibility of their being already come, that she moved into the adjoining dressing-closet and opened a window-shutter, to be satisfied of the truth. She instantly saw that her ears had not deceived her.|Sense and Sensibility|Jane Austen|unknown
20:00|eight o’clock|Upon one of the largest and most beautiful of the steamers which ever glided down the shining pathway of the river upon a moonlight night of summer, I stepped, at eight o’clock in the evening, accompanied by several of my friends, and carrying in my pocket a box of boluses. The gangplank was drawn in, and we were on our way.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
20:00|eight o’clock|But to return from my digression. It was perhaps eight o’clock in the evening when I took the dose of fifty grains.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
20:01|a little after eight o'clock|It was only a little after eight o'clock, so all the shows were about silliness or murder.|Slaughterhouse 5|Kurt Vonnegut|unknown
20:02|two minutes past eight|"Yes, I must go to the railway station, and if he's not there, then go there and catch him." Anna looked at the railway timetable in the newspapers. An evening train went at two minutes past eight. "Yes, I shall be in time."|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
20:03|Three minutes after eight|"Yes, well. Obviously she's dead and it's very recent. Within the last two hours, if you press me. But you must have come to that conclusion yourselves or you wouldn't have cut her down. When did you say you found her? Three minutes after eight."|Death of an Expert Witness|P.D. James|sfw
20:03|8:03|He taught me that if I had to meet someone for an appointment, I must refuse to follow the "stupid human habit" of arbitrarily choosing a time based on fifteen-minute intervals. "Never meet people at 7:45 or 6:30, Jasper, but pick times like 7:12 and 8:03!"|A Fraction of the Whole|Steve Toltz|unknown
20:03|three minutes past eight|I might talk to the GP about getting some sleeping pills. I noticed that my watch had stopped at three minutes past eight, and I wondered if that was the exact time our baby died.|Rock Paper Scissors|Alice Feeny|unknown
20:04|8.04|The earth seems to cast its darkness upward into the air. The farm country is somber at night. He is grateful when the lights of Lankaster merge with his dim beams. He stops at a diner who's clock says 8.04.|Rabbit, Run|John Updike|unknown
20:05|five minutes past eight|She asked her last question: "When you left by the Devereux Court gate at about five minutes past eight, did you see anyone in Pawlet Court or entering Middle Temple?"<br/>Catherine said: "No one. Devereux Court and the passage out to the Strand were deserted."|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
20:05|8.05 pm|December 23rd At 8.05 pm Prof. Preobrazhensky commenced the first operation of its kind to be performed in Europe: removal under anaesthesia of a dog's testicles and their replacement by implanted human testes, with appendages and seminal ducts, taken from a 28-year-old human male|The Heart of a Dog|Mikhail Bulgakov|unknown
20:05|five minutes past eight|Ransom took out his watch, which he had adapted, on purpose, several hours before, to Boston time, and saw that the minutes had sped with increasing velocity during this interview, and that it now marked five minutes past eight.|The Bostonians|Henry James|unknown
20:05|five-past eight|"Well, it’s five-past eight now," I said to Drake. "You’d better go straight off and organise a flashing party. There’s not a hope of a sortie tonight at sea, but we’d better be on the safe side."|Eight Hours from England|Anthony Quayle|unknown
20:06|six minutes past eight|"It was six minutes past eight when I arrived at the lighthouse. I was unable to gain entry. The door was locked."|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
20:07|8:07 p.m.|And I could hear that there were fewer people in the little station when the train wasn't there, so I opened my eyes and I looked at my watch and it said 8:07 p.m. and I had been sitting on the bench for approximately 5 hours but it hadn't seemed like approximately 5 hours, except that my bottom hurt and I was hungry and thirsty.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
20:07|8:07|Bennie pulled the transcripts for that night. The first call had come in at 8:07, with a positive ID.|Mistaken Identity|Lisa Scottoline|unknown
20:08|8:08 P.M.|Monday 8:08 P.M.<br/>He glanced at his watch, then looked out his smudgy hotel window and down at the Strand. Two more minutes and there should be a knock on the door.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
20:09|after eight o’clock|I have been drunk just twice in my life, and the second time was that afternoon; so everything that happened has a dim, hazy cast over it, although until after eight o’clock the apartment was full of cheerful sun.|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
20:10|ten minutes past eight|It is ten minutes past eight. I must tell you how much I love you at ten minutes past eight on a Sunday evening, January 27th 1918.|Letter to John Middleton Murry|Katherine Mansfield|unknown
20:10|8:10 P.M.|8:10 P.M.<br>Even on a regular night, The Truth was intolerable. The floor was coated in sawdust, music that could only be described as cock-metal blasted on the sound system, Christmas lights flashed out of sync at a headache-inducing pace, and the walls were covered with faux-homey wooden signs that said shit like:<br>YOU ARE NEVER<br>2 OLD<br>2 DRINK<br>2 MANY<br>6 PACKS|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|nsfw
20:10|2010h.|At 2010h. on 1 April Y.D.A.U., the medical attache is still watching the unlabelled entertainment cartridge.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
20:13|8:13 P.M.|8:13 P.M.<br/>What a day! When Ally finally settled onto her couch, after giving Knickers a long walk, she was exhausted. She leaned back and kicked off her shoes. There had been a few moments of tightness in her chest—maybe it was psychological, anxiety‑induced—but that was gone now.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
20:14|fourteen minutes past eight|When a call came through to Dilworth’s home number at fourteen minutes past eight o’clock, Olbier and Jones reacted with far more excitement than the situation warranted because they were desperate for action.|Watchers|Dean Koontz|unknown
20:15|8.15|By 8.15 on Sunday night Theresa had finished the last of her long-deferred homework and thought she could safely put away her arithmetic book and tell her father she was tired and ready for bed.|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
20:15|8:15 p.m.|8:15 p.m. Humph. Cannot locate operating instructions.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
20:15|8.15 p.m.|8.15 p.m. Get changed into pyjamas|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
20:16|sixteen minutes past eight|He kissed her hand and after a while went to get two more drinks. When he got back, it was sixteen minutes past eight, and Lois was humming softly along with the jukebox|The Rotters' Club|Jonathan Coe|unknown
20:17|20.17|20.17 A red warning light failed to go on in the Drive Room, beginning a chain of events which would lead, in a further twenty-three minutes, to the total annihilation of the entire crew of Red Dwarf.|Red Dwarf|Grant Naylor|unknown
20:18|2018 hrs|2018 hrs Katya has arrived at the Odessa Hotel. Barley and Katya are talking in the canteen. Wicklow and one irregular observing. More.|The Russia House|John le Carré|unknown
20:20|8:20|At each end of the forecourt the two great globes of light supported by bronze dolphins threw shining pools on the heaving surface of the water which as she watched shimmered like a great cloak of black satin, shaken, smoothed and gently billowed by an invisible hand. Mandy glanced at her watch: 8:20.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
20:20|twenty past eight|Again the boy knocked. Again there was no response. Gabriel watched and suffered with him until, at twenty past eight, the boy finally gave up and turned away.|The Mistletoe Murder|P.D. James|sfw
20:20|Eight-twenty|Eight-twenty the cards and puzzles go out. . . .|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
20:20|8.20 p.m.|8.20 p.m. Play computer games|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
20:20|20.20|At 20.20 all ships had completed oiling. Hove to, they had had the utmost difficulty in keeping position in that great wind; but they were infinitely safer than in the open sea|H.M.S. Ulysses|Alistair MacLean|unknown
20:20|twenty minutes past eight|Knowing that the dinner was only for us six, we never dreamed it would be a full dress affair. I had no appetite. It was quite twenty minutes past eight before we sat down to dinner.|Diary of a Nobody|George and Weedon Grossmith|unknown
20:21|8.21|At 8.21, after a knock at the door, a constable said a military police vehicle had just driven into the courtyard, the driver asking for "Mr." Murray.|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
20:22|8:22 P.M.|8:22 P.M.<br/>Eric Hamblin, formerly of Sweetwater, Texas, had worked as a guard for SatCom for the past two and a half years and he loved the job. He was twenty-four, a college-dropout casualty of the go-go eighties who got to spend his afternoons hanging out on one of Greece's most beautiful islands.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
20:23|20.23.|20.23. In a few minutes she would go down.She could have borrowed some mascara from her daughter Sally, but it was too late. She could have rung her mother in Northam, but it was too late. Seven minutes of solitude she had, and then she would descend.|The Radiant Way|Margaret Drabble|unknown
20:24|8.24.|Peach checked his watch. 8.24. If he wasn't in a taxi in twenty minutes he'd be done for.|Dreams of Leaving|Rupert Thomson|unknown
20:25|Eight-twenty-five|He already felt drunk enough at the thought of being with Sunny. He glanced at his watch. Eight-twenty-five. He loosened his tie,  dark yellow with a muted pattern and unbuttoned the top button of his blue shirt.|It All Began in Monte Carlo|Elizabeth Adler|unknown
20:25|Eight-twenty-five|Eight-twenty-five some Acute mentions he used to watch his sister taking her bath; the three guys at the table with him fall over each other to see who gets to write it in the log book. . . .|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
20:25|five and twenty past eight|She sat down in her usual seat and smiled at her husband as he sank into his own chair opposite her. She was saved. It was only five and twenty past eight.|The Listerdale Mystery|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:26|8:26 P.M.|8:26 P.M.<br/>"Pad perimeter secure," Jamal Khan, Salim's intense younger brother said in Farsi, his voice matter-of-fact. He'd just wasted some stranger; no big deal.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
20:27|seven-and-twenty minutes past eight|At seven-and-twenty minutes past eight Mrs. Lofthouse was seated at Aurora's piano, in the first agonies of a prelude in six flats; a prelude which demanded such extraordinary uses of the left hand across the right, and the right over the left, and such exercise of the thumbs in all positions|Aurora Floyd|Mary Elizabeth Braddon|unknown
20:27|8.27 p.m.|Her sister was as loyal as the day was long. There was no way she would have left the spot where they were supposed to meet, not with the sirens screaming. And so it was that she had been stuck there when another unearthly sound had ripped over the crowd’s heads at 8.27 p.m.|The Little Wartime Library|Kate Thompson|unknown
20:29|Twenty-nine and a half minutes past eight|"Twenty-nine and a half minutes past eight, sir." And then, from habit, he glanced at the clock in the tower, and made further oration. "By George! that clock's half an hour fast! First time in ten years I've known it to be off. This watch of mine never varies a--" But the citizen was talking to vacancy. He turned and saw his hearer, a fast receding black shadow, flying in the direction of a house with three lighted upper windows.|The Four Million|O. Henry|unknown
20:29|8.29|At 8.29 I punched the front doorbell in Elgin Crescent. It was opened by a small oriental woman in a white apron. She showed me into a large, empty sitting room with an open fire and a couple of huge oil paintings.|Engleby|Sebastian Faulks|unknown
20:30|8:30 P.M.|The dogs gave up and started to wander by 8:30 P.M. John was numb by then. It was twenty degrees, and he was unsure how much longer he could stay on top of the truck exposed to the wind and cold.|French Creek|Peter Rennebohm|unknown
20:30|half past eight|In the evening, I roll over alone to an empty bottle of malbec by the bed. A sleek table clock says it’s half past eight. I throw on a tee and cotton shorts and follow the smell of dinner down a winding staircase.|Bath Haus|P.J. Vernon|unknown
20:30|eight-thirty|By eight-thirty, with dusk growing too thick to be much different from night, the five searchers had grown to a dozen.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
20:30|half past eight|At half past eight Millicent Hammitt barged in, without a preliminary knock, to say goodbye.|The Black Tower|P.D. James|unknown
20:30|eight thirty|Outside, the wind continued to rise. Every now and then it gave a blood-curdling scream around the eaves that made him look up from his book. Around eight thirty, the snow began. It was heavy and wet, quickly coating his window and blocking his view of the mountains. In a way, that was worse. The snow had blocked the windows in the Overlook, too.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
20:30|eight thirty|At eight thirty, I called and said, “I’ve been thinking I might get a boob job, just take them clean off. What do you think? Could I pull off the flat-chested look?”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|nsfw
20:30|Eight-thirty|Eight-thirty the ward door opens and two technicians trot in, smelling like grape wine; technicians always move at a fast walk or a trot because they’re always leaning so far forward they have to move fast to keep standing.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
20:30|half-past eight|“What nonsense!” thought Vronsky, and glanced at his watch.<br>It was half-past eight already.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
20:30|half-past eight|Alix took up a piece of needlework and began to stitch. Gerald read a few pages of his book. Then he glanced up at the clock and tossed the book away. "Half-past eight. Time to go down to the cellar and start work."|The Listerdale Mystery|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:30|half-past eight|The bicycles go by in twos and threes - there's a dance on in Billy Brennan's barn tonight, and there's the half-talk code of mysteries and the wink-and-elbow language of delight. Half-past eight and there is not a spot upon a mile of road, no shadow thrown that might turn out a man or woman,|Inniskeen Road: July Evening|Patrick Kavanagh|unknown
20:32|eight thirty-two|At the station he captured Miss Lantry out of the gadding mob at eight thirty-two. "We mustn't keep mamma and the others waiting," said she. "To Wallack's Theatre as fast as you can drive!"|The Four Million|O. Henry|unknown
20:33|20.33|20.33 Navigation officer Henri DuBois knocked his black cona coffee with four sugars over his computer console keyboard. As he mopped up the coffee, he noticed three red warning blips on his monitor screen, which he wrongly assumed were the result of his spillage.|Red Dwarf|Grant Naylor|unknown
20:35|8:35 p.m.|8:35 p.m. Hah! Found operating instructions under Hello! Right.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
20:35|8.35 p.m.|Left Munich at 8.35 p.m. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early the next morning|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
20:35|five and twenty to nine|She paused reflectively. He was keenly interested now, not a doubt of it. The murderer is bound to have an interest in murder. She had gambled on that, and succeeded. She stole a glance at the clock. It was five and twenty to nine.|The Listerdale Mystery|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:36|20.36|20.36 Rimmer stood in the main wash-room on the stasis deck and combed his hair.|Red Dwarf|Grant Naylor|unknown
20:37|8:37 P.M.|8:37 P.M.<br>Braque sat in a Pepto-Bismol pink toilet stall in the otherwise empty women’s bathroom and opened the jar of green sweet pepper jelly. Even with the sound of AC/DC playing and the smell of cheap bleach rising to her face, the scent of the jelly overwhelmed her senses.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
20:39|8:39 P.M.|8:39 P.M.<br/>Cally was thinking about how much she would love a pizza, heavy on the cheese and Italian sausage. No, just heavy on the cholesterol. Why was it that the only things that tasted good were all supposed to be bad for you?|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
20:40|eight-forty|"Actually, I was early. I didn't want to make myself conspicuous loitering in the passage, so I killed five minutes walking along the Strand. I was outside the gate at ten past eight. I waited until eight-forty. Venetia never came."|A Certain Justice|P.D. James|sfw
20:40|twenty minutes to nine|"On the seventeenth. That was so. They were seated at twenty minutes to nine. It's a little foible of mine, to note the time the customer is actually seated."|A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
20:40|8.40|"Are you on your own, miss?"<br/>It was a stupid question and it annoyed her. There were a lot of cross answers she could have snapped out, but she swallowed them and just said, "Yes."<br/> "Waiting for the 8.40, are you?" <br>"Is there any other?"<br>"Well, no. Not this time of night."|The Clockwork Crow|Catherine Fisher|unknown
20:40|twenty minutes to nine|It was when I stood before her, avoiding her eyes, that I took note of the surrounding objects in detail, and saw that her watch had stopped at twenty minutes to nine, and that a clock in the room had stopped at twenty minutes to nine.|Great Expectations|Charles Dickens|unknown
20:40|twenty minutes to nine|The letter had been brought in at twenty minutes to nine.|The Murder of Roger Ackroyd|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:41|08:41|It’s 08:41 and I’m in Bed practicing. Ma’s filled a plastic bag with really hot water and tied it tight so none spills out, she puts it in another bag and ties that too.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
20:42|8.42|The hand at this moment pointed to 8.42. The players took up their cards, but their eyes were constantly on the clock. One may safely say that, however secure they might feel, never had minutes seemed so long to them.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
20:43|8.43|'8.43,' said Thomas Flanagan, as he cut the cards placed before him by Gauthier Ralph. There was a moment's pause, during which the spacious room was perfectly silent.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
20:44|8.44!|The clock's pendulum beat every second with mathematical regularity, and each player could count every sixtieth of a minute as it struck his ear. "8.44!" said John Sullivan, in a voice that betrayed his emotion. Only one minute more and the wager would be won.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
20:45|a quarter to nine|When it got to be a quarter to nine and still no one had shown up, Gardener began to wonder if maybe they were quitting. He toyed with the idea as he sat in Bobbi’s rocker on the porch, fingering the big, puffy bruise on the side of his face where Bozeman had clouted him.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
20:45|eight forty-five|At eight forty-five, I called and said, “I need some financial advice. Actually, I’m serious. I’m in a bind.”|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
20:45|8.45|"It's not impossible," Phileas said quietly. "I bet you 20,000 pounds I could do it. If I leave this evening on the 8.45 train to Dover, I can be back here at the Reform Club by 8.45 on Saturday 21 December. I'll get my passport stamped at every place I stop to prove I've been around the world."|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
20:45|quarter to nine|Beaver arrived at quarter to nine in a state of high self-approval; he had refused two invitations for dinner while dressing that evening; he had cashed a cheque for ten pounds at his club; he had booked a Divan table at Espinosa's.|A Handful of Dust|Evelyn Waugh|unknown
20:46|eight forty six|At the tone, the time will be eight forty six, exactly. One cubic mile of seawater contains about 50 pounds of gold.|Macedonia|Tom Lichtenberg|unknown
20:49|8.49|8.49. I took the phone, cleared my throat, and dialled the keep, the packs stronghold on the outskirts of Atlanta. Just keep it professional. Less pathetic that way.|Magic Bleeds|Ilona Andrews|unknown
20:50|ten minutes to nine|He rang up his servant, dressed in haste, and went out onto the steps, completely forgetting the dream and only worried at being late. As he drove up to the Karenins’ entrance he looked at his watch and saw it was ten minutes to nine.|Anna Karenina|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
20:50|8:50 p.m.|8:50 p.m. Ah. Diagram. "Buttons for IMC functions." But what are IMC functions?|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
20:50|ten minutes before nine|All the clocks in London were striking ten minutes before nine.|Around the World in Eighty Days|Jules Verne|unknown
20:50|ten minutes to nine|He glanced at the bracket-clock on the mantelpiece, but as this had stopped, drew out his watch. "It is already too late," he said. "It wants only ten minutes to nine."<br/>"Good God!" she exclaimed, turning quite pale. "What am I to do?"|The Reluctant Widow|Georgette Heyer|unknown
20:50|2050|He was, yes, always home from work by 2050 on Thursdays.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
20:50|ten minutes to nine|What did it mean by beginning to tick so loudly all of a sudden? Its face indicated ten minutes to nine. Mrs Verloc cared nothing for time, and the ticking went on.|The Secret Agent|Joseph Conrad|unknown
20:53|eight fifty-three|Only eight fifty-three. The partners' decision meeting starts in seven minutes. I'm not sure I can bear this.|The Undomestic Goddess|Sophie Kinsella|unknown
20:55|five to nine|Sitting on his bed in the spotless, white-walled room of the disease isolation unit, Merral D’Avanos looked up at the wall clock. It was five to nine.|The Dark Foundations|Chris Walley|unknown
20:55|five till nine|Linus began to walk down the hallway slowly.  Rain lashed against the windows to his left.  The lights in the sconces to his right flicked slightly.  His loafers squeaked on the floor.  He pulled at his tie.  By the time he reached the opposite end of the hallway, four minutes had passed.  According to his watch, it was five till nine.|The House in the Cerulean Sea|TJ Klune|unknown
20:55|8:55pm|And the past. The clock on the dash said 8:55pm. And the last pink shard of the sun was reaching up into the night sky, desperately trying to hold on for just one more minute.|Such Great Heights|Chris Cole|unknown
20:56|four minutes to nine|“No. 7 berth—a second-class. The gentleman has not yet come, and it is four minutes to nine."|Murder on the Orient Express|Agatha Christie|unknown
20:57|only three minutes before nine|She points up at Watch that says 08:57, that’s only three minutes before nine. So I run into Wardrobe and lie down on my pillow and wrap up in Blanket that’s all grey and fleecy with the red piping.|Room|Emma Donoghue|unknown
20:57|three minutes to nine|"Wait," he said solemnly, "till the clock strikes. I have wealth and power and knowledge above most men, but when the clock strikes I am afraid. Stay by me until then. This woman shall be yours. You have the word of the hereditary Prince of Valleluna. On the day of your marriage I will give you $100,000 and a palace on the Hudson. But there must be no clocks in that palace--they measure our follies and limit our pleasures. Do you agree to that?"<br/> "Of course," said the young man, cheerfully, "they're a nuisance, anyway--always ticking and striking and getting you late for dinner." He glanced again at the clock in the tower. The hands stood at three minutes to nine.|The Four Million|O. Henry|unknown
20:58|two minutes to nine|"What time is it?" she asked, quiet, definite, hopeless.<br/>"Two minutes to nine," he replied, telling the truth with a struggle.|Sons and Lovers|D.H. Lawrence|unknown
20:59|8:59 p.m.|"Well, what an amazing culinary experience," Eva said at 8:59 p.m., when Prager’s car parked in front of her apartment.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|They who had to go to bed so punctually, for whom the lights went out at nine o'clock, could stay at Obermeier Farm until the fireflies and the stars came out-until the Chinese lanterns were lit and they could walk once more about the farm with their jovial host and hostess with these beautiful, swaying, colored lights.|Bright Valley of Love|Edna Hong|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|The storm held off until nine o’clock, and by then Anderson was pretty sure they were going to have a good one - what Havenites called “a real Jeezer.”|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
21:00|nine|The clock struck nine when I did send the Nurse.<br>In half an hour she promised to return.|Romeo and Juliet|William Shakespeare|unknown
21:00|9:00 P.M.|It was almost 9:00 P.M. The full moon was blurred by drifting mist, and their blunted shadows led them across an open field, toward dark woods beyond.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|By nine o’clock Saturday night Lakeside Avenue, the main street, was thronged with some four thousand beer-drinking tourists, about half riding motorcycles.|Hell’s Angel|Hunter S. Thompson|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock in the evening|It was nine o’clock in the evening, in Blackbury High Street.<br>In the window of the electrical shop, nine TVs showed the same picture. Nine televisions projected their flickering screens at the empty air.|Johnny and the Bomb|Terry Pratchett|unknown
21:00|nine|He turned away from the window, his arms rashed out in gooseflesh. He’d gotten a sandwich from the Red Apple store and had planned to eat it while he started the John Sandford paperback he’d also picked up at the Red Apple, but after a few bites he rewrapped the sandwich and put it on the windowsill, where it would stay cold. He might eat the rest later, although he didn’t think he’d be staying up much past nine tonight; if he got a hundred pages into the book, he’d be doing well.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
21:00|nine p.m.|Anyhow, this all took place on a windy night in the beginning of October. It was actually kind of steamy for the time of year. A swarm of mosquitos buzzed around in the evening, and I remember burning a couple of mosquito-repellent coils to keep them away. The wind was noisy. The gate to the swimming pool was broken and the wind made the gate slap open and shut. I thought of fixing it, but it was too dark out, so it kept banging all night.<br>My nine p.m. round went by fine, all twenty items on my list nearly checked off.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|He keeps smiling all the time, smiling like a rosy little bedbug that has had its fill. “It was nine o’clock,” he says once again, “when I called you up, wasn’t it?” I nod my head wearily. Yes, it was nine o’clock. He is certain now that it was nine o’clock because he remembers having taken out his watch.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|At nine o’clock, I called again. He answered.<br>“What do you want?” he asked.<br>“I was hoping to hear you say you miss me.”<br>“I miss you,” he said. “Is that it?”<br>I hung up.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
21:00|nine|Someone left a collection of books out on the curb one day on East Seventy-seventh Street, and I brought them home and read them all cover to cover. A history of drunk driving in America. An Indian cookbook. 𝘞𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘔𝘢𝘰 𝘐𝘐. 𝘐𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴. A book of Mad Libs that I filled in myself using the simplest words I could think of. I passed the days like this for four or five weeks. I did not buy a cell phone. I got rid of the old mattress. Every night at nine I lay down on the smooth hardwood floor with a stretch and a yawn, and I had no trouble sleeping.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|About nine o’clock the light among the trees was extinguished, and all was dark in the direction of the Manor House.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|She stared back, surprised and confused. Then defiant. Abruptly she closed the laptop, stuffed it in her bag. She withdrew a pen and scribbled an address on a napkin. “If you change your mind,” she said stiffly, standing, “I will be at this location between eight o’clock and nine o’clock tonight.”|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|However, at nine o’clock the prince, in his velvet coat with a sable collar and cap, went out for his usual walk.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|At nine o’clock, Emily Brent rose to her feet.<br>She said:<br>“I’m going to bed.”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
21:00|9.00 p.m.|9.00 p.m. Watch television or a video|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
21:00|2100|At 2100 at night it's cold out.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|I got home from working at Burger Boy tonight about nine o'clock, and I was kind of surprised because the whole house was dark.|Don't You Dare Read This, Mrs. Dunphrey|Margaret Peterson Haddix|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|It was nine o'clock at night upon the second of August—the most terrible August in the history of the world. One might have thought already that God's curse hung heavy over a degenerate world, for there was an awesome hush and a feeling of vague expectancy in the sultry and stagnant air|His Last Bow An Epilogue of Sherlock Holmes|Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|On the evening before K.'s thirty-first birthday - it was about nine o'clock, when there is a lull in the streets - two gentlemen came to his apartment.|The Trial|Franz Kafka|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|On the stroke of nine o’clock Mr. and Mrs. De Voted took their places on either side of the drawing-room fire, in attitudes of gracefully combined hospitality and unconcern, Vivian De Voted wearing a black beard and black velvet jacket buttoned over his Bohemian bosom, his lady in a flowing purple gown embroidered in divers appropriate places with pomegranates and their leaves.|A Marriage of Passion|Katherine Mansfield|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|Shortly after nine o'clock that evening, Weyrother drove with his plans to Kutuzov's quarters where the council of war was to be held. All the commanders of columns were summoned to the commander in chief's and with the exception of Prince Bagration, who declined to come, were all there at the appointed time.|War and Peace|Leo Tolstoy|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|Standing in the chrome-and-tile desolation of the Polar-Shtern Kafeteria at nine o'clock on a Friday night, in a snowstorm, he's the loneliest Jew in the Sitka District.|The Yiddish Policemen's Union|Michael Chabon|unknown
21:00|At nine|That night at nine the President addressed the nation.|All the President's Men|Bernstein & Woodward|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|Then he put on a grey jacket and left the flat to make his way to Praca da Alegria. It was already nine o'clock, Pereira maintains.|Pereira Maintains|Antonio Tabucchi|unknown
21:00|nine o'clock|This time, the putting on of her best hat at nine o'clock at night with the idea of sallying forth from the castle, down the long drive and then northwards along the acacia avenue, had been enough to send her to her own doorway as though she suspected someone might be there, someone who was listening to her thoughts.|Titus Groan|Mervyn Peake|unknown
21:00|nine o’clock|At nine o’clock in the evening I was sitting among my friends writing, while they talked around me. I became aware that it was gradually growing easier for me to express myself; my pen glanced presently like lightning in the effort to keep neck and neck with my ideas.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
21:01|9:01 P.M.|He figured he’d start her out with an exceptionally American meal: cheeseburgers, fries, potato salad, Coke. He’d get a pie for dessert: apple. He’d top it off with ice cream and watch as she squirmed and squealed. When she finished, he’d lift her from her chair, carry her to the bedroom, kiss every inch. They’d have sex all night, and this time, he wouldn’t pay.<br>He looked at his watch—9:01 P.M.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|nsfw
21:01|about nine o'clock|On the evening before K.'s thirty-first birthday - it was about nine o'clock, when there is a lull in the streets - two gentlemen came to his apartment.|The Trial|Franz Kafka|unknown
21:02|after nine|The good Brants did not allow the boys to play out after nine in summer evenings; they were sent to bed at that hour; Eddie honorably remained, but Georgie usually slipped out of the window toward ten, and enjoyed himself until midnight.|Edward Mills and George Benton: A Tale|Mark Twain|unknown
21:03|about nine o’clock|Billy Weaver had travelled down from London on the slow afternoon train, with a change at Swindon on the way, and by the time he got to Bath it was about nine o’clock in the evening and the moon was coming up out of a clear starry sky over the houses opposite the station entrance. But the air was deadly cold and the wind was like a flat blade of ice on his cheeks.|The Landlady|Roald Dahl|unknown
21:04|9:04 P.M.|9:04 P.M.<br/>"How does an ETA of 0200 hours sound to you?" Dimitri Spiros was using an unsecured radio, but he had no choice. "That'll give us about twenty-nine hours. Enough time to get everything together."|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
21:04|9.04pm|At 9.04pm trilobites swim onto the scene, followed more or less immediately by the shapely creatures of the Burgess Shale.|A Short History of Nearly Everything|Bill Bryson|unknown
21:05|nine-five|Nine-five. A voice spoke from the study ceiling: "Mrs. McClellan, which poem would you like this evening?". The house was silent. The voice said at last, "Since you express no preference, I shall select a poem at random."|There Will Come Soft Rains|Ray Bradbury|unknown
21:09|9.09|9.09. Too late to turn around and go back. Too late, too dangerous.|Dreams of Leaving|Rupert Thomson|unknown
21:10|9.10|She liked to swim most nights just after the nine o'clock news; everyone knew that - at least, everyone who knew her. And the news on Sunday was at 9.10.|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
21:10|ten past nine|"Ivor, where were you on Tuesday night? You've never been late for a cell meeting before, you've always been there before the rest of us. But it was ten past nine when you arrived." |A Taste for Death|P.D. James|sfw
21:10|9:10 p.m.|9:10 p.m. "When you turn your recorder on you must adjust clock and the calendar for precise TIMER-controlled recording (don't forget to use the quick-adjust options to switch between summer and winter time). Clock menus called with red and digital number 6."|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
21:11|9.11|Every few seconds the house changed character, at one time menacing and sinister, and again the innocent abode of law-abiding citizens about to be attacked by my private army. The luminous watch said 9.11.|The Ipcress File|Len Deighton|unknown
21:12|9:12 p.m.|There was a big full moon that night, the sky clear as glass, and at 9:12 p.m. an old Russian rocket reentered the earth’s atmosphere and exploded into flaring comets with long, burning tails that streaked across the sky.|Beneath Devil’s Bridge|Loreth Anne White|unknown
21:12|21.12|The crime was reported to us (with almost indecent alacrity, Rog) at 21.12, by Susan Trott - of Black Grouse Cottage - who had been, I quote: "out looking for hedgehogs when I was horrified to notice the postbox door had fallen off and was just lying there, on the ground."|Burley Cross Postbox Theft|Nicola Barker|unknown
21:15|quarter past nine|Not too late to go back down to the Red Apple. Grab a bottle of something. Put all these unpleasant thoughts to bed.<br>No. He was going to read his book. Lucas Davenport was on the case, and he was going to read his book.<br>He closed it at quarter past nine and got into another rooming-house bed. I won’t sleep, he thought. Not with the wind screaming like that.<br>But he did.|Doctor Sleep|Stephen King|unknown
21:15|quarter-past nine|It was a quarter-past nine when I started from home and made my way across the Park, and so through Oxford Street to Baker Street.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
21:15|9.15|9.15. Did Roberts pay you yet?|Ulysses|James Joyce|unknown
21:15|nine-fifteen|What are we going to do? Should we try to walk to Clapham High Street? But it's bloody miles away. I glance at my watch and am shocked to see that it's nine-fifteen. We've spent over an hour faffing about and we haven't even had a drink. And it's all my fault. I can't even organize one simple evening without its going catastrophically wrong.|Can You Keep a Secret?|Sophie Kinsella|nsfw
21:16|9:16 P.M.|Leonard checked his watch—9:16 P.M. He went to his computer, logged onto his AOL account. Though he’d been instructed not to email, he wrote a message to John. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦? He logged out.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
21:17|21:17|21:17, Sunday Evening, Angbyplan. A man is observed outside the hair salon. He presses his face and hands against the glass, and appears extremely intoxicated.|Let The Right One In|John Ajvide Lindqvist|unknown
21:18|eighteen minutes after nine|The same thing would hold true if there were someone in her apartment. In that case he would just say that he had been passing by, recognized her charming house, and thought to drop in. It was eighteen minutes after nine when Mr. Martin turned into Twelfth Street.|The Catbird Seat|James Thurber|unknown
21:20|9.20|At 9.20 he switched off the set and, for a few minutes, sat immobile with the tray still on his lap. He thought that he must look like one of those modern paintings, Man with a Tray, a stiff figure immobilized in an ordinary setting made unordinary, even sinister.|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
21:20|Nine-twenty|Grant knew animals often performed such mating rituals for hours at a time. They went without food, they paid attention to nothing else. . . .  He glanced at his watch. Nine-twenty.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
21:20|twenty minutes past nine|The whole party had dined well. They were satisfied with themselves and with life. The hands of the clock pointed to twenty minutes past nine. There was a silence - a comfortable replete silence.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
21:20|9.20 p.m.|9.20 p.m. Have juice and a snack|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|unknown
21:20|twenty minutes past nine|At twenty minutes past nine, the Duke of Dunstable, who had dined off a tray in his room, was still there, waiting for his coffee and liqueur.|Uncle Fred in the Springtime|P.G. Wodehouse|unknown
21:22|21.22 hrs|Fifteen minutes later (21.22 hrs), Miss Squire arrives in Skipton where she is booked into a local B&B. This B&B is located directly across the road from Mhairi Callaghan's Feathercuts.|Burley Cross Postbox Theft|Nicola Barker|unknown
21:22|9:22|Two days later, on the second of February at 9:22 Jerusalem time, the Dominion launched a simultaneous and massive attack on twenty-two of the worlds between Bannermere and Earth.|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
21:23|9.23pm|My father met me at the station, the dog jumped up to meet me, missed, and nearly fell in front of the 9.23pm Birmingham express.|The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole Aged 13 3/4|Sue Townsend|unknown
21:24|9:24 p.m.|When do you call time of death on a marriage?<br>A hard question for others perhaps, but lucky me, mine’s been timestamped.<br>9:24 p.m.|Bath Haus|P.J. Vernon|unknown
21:25|nine twenty-five|The phone on his desk rang, startling him. It was nine twenty-five. He hadn't realized he had been sitting as if in a fugue.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
21:25|9:25 p.m.|9:25 p.m. Aargh. Suddenly main menu is on TV saying "Press 6." Oh dear. Realize was using telly remote control by mistake. Now news has come on.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
21:27|nine-twenty-seven P.M.|The call came at nine-twenty-seven P.M., after dark had swept over most of the sky. There was still a narrow strip of washed-out blue along the western horizon, more like the memory of light, but it would soon be gone.|Purgatory Ridge|William Kent Krueger|sfw
21:28|9:28|From that moment on--9:28 in the evening, June 18, 1941--everything was different.|Everything is Illuminated|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
21:28|9:28|The call had been made at 9:28. This was one more piece of evidence, and an important one. It proved what they had suspected from the first: that the killer was in St. Anselm's.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
21:29|9:29|It was 9:29 and Raphael, entering the sacristy last, found only Father Sebastian taking off his cloak before robing for the service.|Death in Holy Orders|P.D. James|sfw
21:30|half-past nine|We have three years of the past to discuss. Let that suffice until half-past nine, when we start upon the notable adventure of the empty house.|The Empty House|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
21:30|nine-thirty|Grant opened his eyes. Brilliant blue light was streaming into the building through the bars of the gate. Quartz light: the power was back on! Groggily, he looked at his watch. It was just nine-thirty. He’d been asleep only a couple of minutes.|Jurassic Park|Michael Crichton|unknown
21:30|nine thirty in the evening|The men come at nine thirty in the evening. Roxy was supposed to have gone over to her cousins that night; it had been arranged for weeks, but she’d given her mum lip about not getting her the right tights from Primark, so her Mum said, "You’re not going, you’re staying in."|The Power|Naomi Alderman|unknown
21:30|nine-thirty|Then just before nine-thirty he started letting them win, lets them win it all back so fast they don’t hardly remember losing. He pays out the last couple of cigarettes and lays down the deck and leans back with a sigh and shoves the cap out of his eyes, and the game is done.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
21:30|nine-thirty|At nine-thirty he was sitting on the edge of his bed looking at his watch. He put it to his ear. Then his lips drew back from his teeth in that curious wolf-like smile characteristic of the man. He said very softly:<br>“I think the time has come to do something about this.”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
21:30|9.30 p.m.|9.30 p.m. Go to bed|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
21:30|nine thirty|Forty-eight years old, profoundly asleep at nine thirty on a Friday night - this is modern professional life.|Saturday|Ian McEwan|unknown
21:30|9:30 p.m.|It's 9:30 p.m. already. I've gotta head uptown for my appointment with Pavel. Pavel is my shrink. He sees patients at night. He's a Czech Jew, a survivor of Terezin and Auswitz. I see him once a week.|Maus|Art Spiegelman|unknown
21:30|nine-thirty|The light in Mr. Green's kitchen snapped off at nine-thirty, followed by the light in his bedroom at his usual ten o'clock. His house was the first on the street to go dark.|A Crime in the Neighborhood|Suzanne Berne|unknown
21:31|9:31|I took some juice out of the refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table with it. On the table was a note from my girlfriend: 'Gone out to eat. Back by 9:30.' The digital clock on the table read 9:30. I watched it flip over to 9:31, then to 9:32.|A Wild Sheep Chase|Haruki Murakami|unknown
21:32|9:32|I took some juice out of the refrigerator and sat down at the kitchen table with it. On the table was a note from my girlfriend: 'Gone out to eat. Back by 9:30.' The digital clock on the table read 9:30. I watched it flip over to 9:31, then to 9:32.|A Wild Sheep Chase|Haruki Murakami|unknown
21:32|9:32|Geraldine's bus ride back to the sanitarium, in Bensalem Township, would leave at 9:32. Out of pride, despite the drive taking well over a half hour, she declined to stay until morning.|Sold on a Monday|Kristina McMorris|sfw
21:34|9.34 p.m.|"Thanks; expect me 9.34 p.m. 26th"; which produced, three hours later, a reply: "Delighted; please bring a No. 3 Rippingille stove" - a perplexing and ominous direction, which somehow chilled me in spite of its subject matter.|The Riddle of the Sands|Erskine Childers|unknown
21:35|twenty-five to ten|Tess looked at her watch and was astounded to see it was only twenty-five to ten. It seemed that she had fed Fritzy double rations and left the house four years ago. Maybe five, She thought she heard an approaching engine, then decided she didn’t.|Full Dark, No Stars|Stephen King|unknown
21:35|9.35 p.m.|The Sergeant jotted it down on a piece of paper. "That checks up with his own story: 9.35 p.m. Budd leaves; the North dame arrives."|A Blunt Instrument|Georgette Heyer|unknown
21:36|9:36|My backpack was already packed, and I'd already gotten the other supplies together, like the altimeter and the granola bars and the Swiss army knife I'd dug up in Central Park, so there was nothing else to do. Mom tucked me in at 9:36.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
21:38|nine thirty-eight|At nine thirty-eight the waiter came back and offered us a second helping of cheese, salami and sardines, and Mr Yoshogi who had been converting sterling into yen looked extremely puzzled and said he had no idea that British Honduras had so large an export trade|Pig and Pepper|David Footman|unknown
21:40|9.40|The Whistler's fourth victim was his youngest, Valerie Mitchell, aged fifteen years, eight months, and four days, and she died because she missed the 9.40 bus from Easthaven to Cobb's Marsh.|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|unknown
21:42|9:42 P.M.|Langdon looked at his Mickey Mouse watch. 9:42 P.M.|The Lost Symbol|Dan Brown|unknown
21:43|9:43 P.M.|9:43 P.M.<br/>"We'll be working together, kid," Dore Peretz was saying. "We're a team." He swept back his mane of salt-and-pepper hair, then moved next to Georges LeFarge.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
21:45|the quarter before ten|Hattie would certainly return soon. She wouldn't leave a room for long while Char occupied it.<br />My dance ended as the clock struck the quarter before ten.|Ella Enchanted|Gail Carson Levine|unknown
21:45|9:45 PM|But for some unfathomable reason-birth, death, the end of the universe and all things available to man-Cody Menhoff's was closed at 9:45 PM on a Thursday...|Riven Rock|T.C. Boyle|unknown
21:46|9:46 P.M.|9:46 P.M.<br/>"But I'm still finishing the trajectory-default analysis I was supposed to do," LeFarge said to Dore Peretz, hoping he could stall. "I'm only half—"|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
21:47|thirteen minutes to ten|For Hunter, who was trained to note times exactly, the final emergency started at thirteen minutes to ten.|Elegy for a Revolutionary|C.J. Driver|unknown
21:50|nine-fifty|No, his watch showed nine-fifty. They would be coming across the scrubland. He opened the door and moved out into the darkness. There were no stars, and the low cloud-base had hidden even the moon.|The Lighthouse|P.D. James|sfw
21:50|ten to ten|She reaches Radiance at ten to ten, early for once, and lets herself in with her key, and puts on the mauve-and-aqua smock that Shanita designed for them so the customers will know they aren’t customers themselves.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
21:50|Nine-fifty|Nine-fifty the residents leave and the machinery hums up smooth again. The nurse watches the day room from her glass case; the scene before her takes on that blue-steel clarity again, that clean orderly movement of a cartoon comedy.|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|unknown
21:50|Ten minutes to ten|Philip Lombard said:<br>“What’s the time now?”<br>“Ten minutes to ten, sir.”<br>Lombard’s eyebrows rose. He nodded slowly to himself.|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
21:50|ten minutes to ten|I passed out on to the road and saw by the lighted dial of a clock that it was ten minutes to ten. In front of me was a large building which displayed the magical name.|Dubliners|James Joyce|unknown
21:51|9:51 P.M.|9:51 P.M.<br/>. . . HELLO, SOHO. BLUEBIRD NEEDS A FAVOR. CAN YOU SWITCH ON THE SERVOS?|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
21:52|9:52 P.M.|9:52 P.M.<br/>"Georges is a genius," she said, turning back, "but this may not actually be possible. Nobody's ever done it before."|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
21:53|seven minutes to ten|People did not speak to her in such a manner. Her father was a lawyer. It was seven minutes to ten.|Carrie|Stephen King|unknown
21:54|about five minutes to ten|At about five minutes to ten Martha had put a saucepan of milk to heat slowly at the side of the stove. This was done most nights at Martingale so that she could get early to bed.|Cover Her Face|P.D. James|sfw
21:55|five minutes to ten|The lamps were still lit in the drive leading to the museum and when she turned the final corner she saw that every window blazed as if the place were preparing for a celebration. She glanced at her watch; five minutes to ten. The visiting group would be here already.|The Murder Room|P.D. James|sfw
21:56|about five minutes to ten|At about five minutes to ten Martha had put a saucepan of milk to heat slowly at the side of the stove. This was done most nights at Martingale so that she could get early to bed.|Cover Her Face|P.D. James|sfw
21:57|9:57 P.M.|The only two items that stood out on the whole list for Cork were two calls placed from the home of Wilfred Lipinksi, mayor of Aurora, one at 9:57 P.M. and another at 10:41 P.M. If Lipinski had teenagers who knew about the party at Valhalla, the calls would not have been odd, but all the Lipinski children were long ago grown and gone, and so Cork wondered.|Blood Hollow|William Kent Krueger|sfw
21:57|21:57|Second to last, the inset clock blinks from 21:57 to 21:58. Napier's eyes sink, newborn sunshine slants through ancient oaks and on a lost river. Look, Joe, herons|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
21:57|three minutes to ten|The waiting man pulled out a handsome watch, the lids of it set with small diamonds. "Three minutes to ten," he announced.|The Four Million|O. Henry|unknown
21:58|21:58|Second to last, the inset clock blinks from 21:57 to 21:58. Napier's eyes sink, newborn sunshine slants through ancient oaks and on a lost river. Look, Joe, herons|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
21:59|9:59 P.M.|9:59 P.M.<br/>As Moreau emerged from the last copse of cypress, he scanned the mountain, towering upward in the moonlit night, and wondered where the bastard would be holed up. There was one obvious place—in the cinderblock control house.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
22:00|Ten o’clock|Shanghai’s clocks were set an hour ahead so the city could "save daylight", but the Bai family said: “We go by the old clock.” Ten o’clock to them was eleven to everyone else. Their singing was behind the beat; they couldn’t keep up with the huqin [Chinese string instrument] producing bleak and desolate sounds of life.|Love in a Fallen City|Eileen Chang|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|It was at ten o’clock to-day that the first of all Time Machines began its career. I gave it a last tap, tried all the screws again, put one more drop of oil on the quartz rod, and sat myself in the saddle. I suppose a suicide who holds a pistol to his skull feels much the same wonder at what will come next as I felt then.|The Time Machine|H.G. Wells|nsfw
22:00|ten o’clock|This was a travelling fair, and we can imagine what a faint impression the public address system might have made against the caterwauling of shrieking teens, the clattering of the roller coaster, the thundering of the waltzer, the hollering of hawkers and hucksters, and the pounding basslines of fairground music. By ten o’clock when the noise had subsided, and when most of the revellers had dispersed into the night, no one had come forward to claim the little girl.|Coincidents: A Novel|J.W. Ironmonger|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|At night, a quiet so vast it seemed it seemed almost to reverberate. Few cars passed on Route 114, and after ten o’clock or so there were none at all. After ten, the part of the world where I had come to rest belonged only to the loons and the wind in the fir trees.|11/22/63|Stephen King|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|At ten o’clock, he went to Shinjuku and bought a Fujitsu word processor with his credit card. It was the latest model, far lighter than earlier versions.|1Q84, Book One|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|With the exception of the two or three streets, of which we shall presently speak, all was wall and solitude there. Not a shop, not a vehicle, hardly a candle lighted here and there in the windows; all lights extinguished by ten o’clock.|Les Misérables|Victor Hugo|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|"It was ten o’clock. And now he is dead, and the police will be called in, and I shall be suspected of having had a hand in it. Oh, yes, I am sure I shall."|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
22:00|ten|On Saturday nights I still sat in the same chair in the dorm lobby. I knew a phone call wouldn’t come, but I had no idea what else to do. I turned on the TV set and pretended to watch baseball. And gazed at the indeterminate space between me and the set. I divided that space into two, and again into two. I did this over and over, until I’d made a space so small it could fit in the palm of my hand.<br>At ten I turned off the TV, went back to my room, and went to sleep.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|Anyway, when he looked at his watch again it was ten o’clock. At ten o’clock she was lying on the divan with her boobies in her hands. That’s the way he gives it to me—in driblets.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
22:00|ten o’clock in the evening|And now sometimes, in the very midst of things, sometimes when I feel that I am absolutely free of it all, suddenly, in rounding a corner perhaps, there will bob up a little square, a few trees and a bench, a deserted spot where we stood and had it out, where we drove each other crazy with bitter, jealous scenes. Always some deserted spot, like the Place de l’Estrapade, for example, or those dingy, mournful streets off the Mosque or along that open tomb of an Avenue de Breteuil which at ten o’clock in the evening is so silent, so dead, that it makes one think of murder or suicide, anything that might create a vestige of human drama.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|unknown
22:00|ten at night|It was ten at night and everyone had gone home. I trudged up the dark stairway to clean out my desk. There was no sadness or nostalgia, only disgust that I’d wasted so much time on unnecessary labor when I could have been sleeping and feeling nothing. I’d been stupid to believe that employment would add value to my life.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|D-Day. I reported to Ernie’s room thirty minutes after the Undead were put to bed at ten o’clock. “Last chance to back out if you don’t think you can hack it,” the artful Scot told me.<br>“I’ve never backed out of anything in my life,” I replied, lying through my decaying teeth.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
22:00|ten|“A considerable crime is in contemplation. I have every reason to believe that we shall be in time to stop it. But to-day being Saturday rather complicates matters. I shall want your help to-night.”<br>“At what time?”<br>“Ten will be early enough.”<br>“I shall be at Baker Street at ten.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
22:00|Ten o’clock|Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, and she stood up.<br>“Ten o’clock,” she remarked, apparently finding the time on the ceiling. “Time for this good girl to go to bed.”|The Great Gatsby|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|While everyone ate, and I nibbled, Danièle said, “So this is the plan, Will. We will arrive at the entrance to the catacombs around ten o’clock. We will continue for four hours, then rest for one. Then it is another two hours or so to the spot where the camera was found.”|The Catacombs|Jeremy Bates|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|At ten o’clock she went into her double cell, where the woman she shared with was already asleep, and there was the reassuring clang of the door and click of the lock. It felt safe to be caged in, now that she knew she had this other person inside her who was capable of escapades and contortions she’d never known about before.|The Heart Goes Last|Margaret Atwood|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|Alone at the too-small child’s desk in her room, Eva finished the last line of the most pointless assignment ever, and though she wanted to start on the evening’s true mission immediately, she kept the box of churro bites closed under her bed. Her parents went to sleep at ten o’clock on weeknights. Only three and a half more hours to wait out.|Kitchens of the Great Midwest|J. Ryan Stradal|unknown
22:00|Ten o’clock|Ten o’clock found them penniless. They had suppered greatly on their last eleven cents and, singing, strolled up through the casinos and lighted arches on the boardwalk, stopping to listen approvingly to all band concerts.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
22:00|ten o’clock|Meanwhile, the blood of the city’s saints had taken on a whole range of properties hitherto unknown to science. One lady’s was liquefying at precisely ten o’clock every Tuesday, while San Giovanni’s bubbled away obligingly whenever it heard Holy Scripture.|The Wedding Officer|Anthony Capella|unknown
22:00|2200 hours|He glanced at the clock. 2200 hours. Getting on toward midnight. He hurried to dress.|The Andromeda Strain|Michael Crichton|unknown
22:00|ten|By ten, Quoyle was drunk. The crowd was enormous, crushed together so densely that Nutbeem could not force his way down the hall or to the door and urinated on the remaining potato chips in the blue barrel, setting a popular example.|The Shipping News|E. Annie Proulx|unknown
22:00|ten|I could not doubt that this was the BLACK SPOT; and taking it up, I found written on the other side, in a very good, clear hand, this short message: "You have till ten tonight."|Treasure Island|Robert Louis Stevenson|unknown
22:00|ten o'clock|I went back into the library, limp and exhausted. In a few minutes the telephone began ringing again. I did not do anything. I let it ring. I went and sat down at Maxim's feet. It went on ringing. I did not move. Presently it stopped, as though cut suddenly in exasperation. The clock on the mantelpiece struck ten o'clock. Maxim put his arms round me and lifted me against him. We began to kiss one another, feverishly, desperately, like guilty lovers who have not kissed before.|Rebecca|Daphne du Maurier|unknown
22:00|ten o'clock|No one wanted to go to bed when at ten o'clock Mrs. March put by the last finished job, and said, "Come girls." Beth went to the piano and played the father's favorite hymn.|Little Women|Louisa May Alcott|unknown
22:00|ten|The grandfather clock in the State Room strikes ten times.|The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet|David Mitchell|unknown
22:00|ten o'clock|The light in Mr. Green's kitchen snapped off at nine-thirty, followed by the light in his bedroom at his usual ten o'clock. His house was the first on the street to go dark.|A Crime in the Neighborhood|Suzanne Berne|unknown
22:00|ten o'clock|They were alone then, and theoretically free to do whatever they wanted, but they went on eating the dinner they had no appetite for. Florence set down her knife and reached for Edward's hand and squeezed. From downstairs they heard the wireless, the chimes of Big Ben at the start of the ten o'clock news.|On Chesil Beach|Ian McEwan|unknown
22:00|ten o'clock|We let our upstairs room to a certain Mr. Goudsmit, a divorced man in his thirties, who appeared to have nothing to do on this particular evening; we simply could not get rid of him without being rude; he hung about until ten o'clock.|Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl|Anne Frank|unknown
22:01|about 10|The first night, as soon as the corporal had conducted my uncle Toby upstairs, which was about 10 - Mrs. Wadman threw herself into her arm chair|The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman|Laurence Sterne|unknown
22:02|10.02pm.|It was now 10.02pm. He has less than two hours.|The Lost Symbol|Dan Brown|unknown
22:03|10.03pm|At 10.03pm the ushers pull open the doors and I watch the now-familiar footage of the audience surging into the night, noticeably excited.|The Dark Lake|Sarah Bailey|unknown
22:04|10:04|On Saturday. November 12. 1955, the Hill Valley Courthouses clock tower was struck by lightning, which poured 1.21 gigawatts of energy into the structure. Time stood still at 10:04 on the clock's face from that day on,|Back to the Future: Race through Time|Marc Sumerak|unknown
22:05|10:05 p.m.|The A-B elevator was our elevator, the elevator on which the paramedics came up at 9:20 p.m., the elevator on which they took John (and me) downstairs to the ambulance at 10:05 p.m.|The Year of Magical Thinking|Joan Didion|unknown
22:05|ten-oh-five|"If you do not tell me everything I need to know by"-he looked at the watch on his wrist-"by ten-oh-five tomorrow night, you will be executed. You and the three exnays."|Among the Betrayed|Margaret Peterson Haddix|unknown
22:06|after ten o'clock|Of course, they had good reason to be fussy on such a night. And then it was long after ten o'clock and yet there was no sign of Gabriel and his wife. Besides they were dreadfully afraid that Freddy Malins might turn up screwed.|The Dead|James Joyce|unknown
22:07|10:07 P.M.|10:07 P.M.<br/>She felt the straps on the gurney loosening and then she started prying her eyes open. She thought, hoped, it was Stone, but she couldn't see well enough to be absolutely sure. Her mind and her vision were still overflowing with horrifying nightmares of time gone awry. What did all those bizarre dreams mean?|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|sfw
22:08|eight minutes past ten|Chief Superintendent Adam Dalgliesh turned from his inspection of the dead girl's clothes, his six feet two inches uncomfortably trapped between the foot of the bed and the wardrobe door. He looked at his watch. It was eight minutes past ten.|Shroud for a Nightingale|P.D. James|sfw
22:08|ten eight|"My watch is always a little fast," I said. "What time do you make it now?"<br/>"Ten eight."<br/>"Ten eighteen by mine. You see."|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|unknown
22:10|ten minutes past ten|That was the past, and now I had just died on the narrow couch of a Paris lodging house, and my wife was crouching on the floor, crying bitterly. The white light before my left eye was growing dim, but I remembered the room perfectly. On the left there was a chest of drawers, on the right a mantelpiece surmounted by a damaged clock without a pendulum, the hands of which marked ten minutes past ten. The window overlooked the Rue Dauphine, a long, dark street. All Paris seemed to pass below, and the noise was so great that the window shook.|The Death of Olivier Becaille|Emile Zola|unknown
22:10|ten minutes later|At about ten o’clock the first tiny snowflakes came loitering down and settled on Jill’s arm. Ten minutes later they were falling quite thickly. In twenty minutes the ground was noticeably white.|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
22:11|10:11 PM|But all of his senses were heightened when the knock at the hotel door came. He looked at the clock: 10:11 PM.|The Root of All Evil?|Ray Keating|sfw
22:11|eleven minutes past ten|Therefore a sergeant called Trifonov had been on post all day or all week and then he had left at eleven minutes past ten in the evening.|The Enemy|Lee Child|unknown
22:12|10:12|Still unable to sleep, Tengo was sitting on the floor, listening to the Duke Ellington record at low volume, when the phone rang again. The hands on the wall clock were pointing to 10:12.|1Q84|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:12|2212|The Chinese women scuttled at an amazing rate, given their size and the bags' size. It was c. 2212:30-40h., smack in the middle of the former Interval of Issues Resolution.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
22:13|ten-thirteen|"It's ten-thirteen," announced Clancy. "In two more minutes-"<br/>"Post time," I said.|The Anthem Sprinters|Ray Bradbury|unknown
22:14|2214|The shopping bags looked heavy and impressive, their weight making the Chinese women lean in slightly towards each other. Call it 2214:10h.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
22:15|a quarter past ten|Domino two had me standing sentinel in Mr. Meek’s room watching through the crack in the door. Due to his advanced state of decay, our loyal boiler room mascot wasn’t in on the great escape, but his room was opposite mine, and he understood “Shush!” At a quarter past ten Ernie went to Reception to announce my death to Nurse Noakes.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
22:15|10:15|Aargh. Is 10:15. Newsnight in 15 minutes.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:17|ten seventeen|The doctor came into the waiting room at ten seventeen that night. <br/> Charity came to her feet. She'd spent much of the day with her head bowed, praying quietly. She was beyond tears, at least for the moment, and she put a sheltering arm around her daughter, pulling Molly in close to her side.|Small Favor|Jim Butcher|sfw
22:17|seventeen minutes past ten|It was already seventeen minutes past ten when Phil closed the door and turned out the light on the landing, but I knew I couldn’t leave straight away.|I Never Gave My Consent|Holly Archer|nsfw
22:17|10:17 p.m.|10:17 p.m. Casette will not go in.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:18|ten eighteen|"My watch is always a little fast," I said. "What time do you make it now?"<br/>"Ten eight."<br/>"Ten eighteen by mine. You see."|The Quiet American|Graham Greene|unknown
22:18|10:18 p.m.|10:18 p.m. Ah. Thelma and Louise is in there.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:19|10:19 p.m.|10:19 p.m. Thelma and Louise will not come out.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:20|10:20 PM|The clock on the wall in the institute's bullpen ticked past 10:20 PM. Helen Pomeroy and Pastor Eric Meyer looked across her desk at each other. They had just discussed the bizarre events that had unfolded on this day.|Cathedral|Ray Keating|sfw
22:20|Ten twenty|A May wind, swelling up like a piece of fruit, with a rough outer skin, slimy flesh, dozens of seeds. The flesh split open in midair, spraying seeds like gentle buckshot into the bare skin of my arms, leaving behind a faint trace of pain.<br>“What time is it?” my cousin asked me. About eight inches shorter than me, he had to look up when he talked.<br>I glanced at my watch. “Ten twenty.”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:20|10:20|At 10:20 she returned with a shopping bag from the supermarket. In the bag were three scrub brushes, one box of paperclips and a well-chilled six-pack of canned beer. So I had another beer.<br/>"It was about sheep," I said.<br/>"Didn't I tell you?" she said.|A Wild Sheep Chase|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:20|In twenty minutes|At about ten o’clock the first tiny snowflakes came loitering down and settled on Jill’s arm. Ten minutes later they were falling quite thickly. In twenty minutes the ground was noticeably white.|The Silver Chair|C.S. Lewis|unknown
22:21|10:21 p.m.|10:21 p.m. Frenziedly press all buttons. Cassette comes out and goes back in again.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:21|2221h|On a Saturday c. 2221h., Lenz found a miniature bird that had fallen out of some nest and was sitting bald and pencil-necked on the lawn of Unit #3 flapping ineffectually.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
22:24|10:24|Thanks to ten minutes or so of balmy weather, by 10:24 the Earth is covered in the great carboniferous forests whose residues give us all our coal, and the first winged insects are evident.|A Short History of Nearly Everything|Bill Bryson|unknown
22:25|twenty-five minutes after|"Mrs. Bultitaft always puts on the hot milk at ten. At about twenty-five minutes after we saw Sally carrying her mug up to her room."|Cover Her Face|P.D. James|sfw
22:25|10:25|Dalgliesh reflected that Etienne could hardly have devised a more effective deterrent to visitors and for a moment he wondered whether to walk the half-mile rather than risk his suspension. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was 10:25. He would arrive precisely on time.|Original Sin|P.D. James|sfw
22:25|ten twenty-five p.m.|“The last phone call came at ten twenty-five p.m. that night when I was listening to Erroll Garner’s Concert by the Sea and drinking Seagram’s VO. Handy, isn’t it, keeping a diary like this?”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:25|10:25 p.m.|10:25 p.m. Have got new cassette in now. Right. Turn to "Recording."|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:26|ten-twenty-six|As always, consciousness returned to me progressively from the edges of my field of vision. The first things to claim recognition were the bathroom door emerging from the far right and a lamp from the far left, from which my awareness gradually drifted inward like ice flowing together toward the middle of a lake. In the exact center of my visual field was the alarm clock, hands pointing to ten-twenty-six.|Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:27|ten twenty-seven p.m.|“Should you be having caffeine at”—Olive glanced at the clock—“ten twenty-seven p.m.?” Come to think of it, he shouldn’t be having caffeine at all, given his baseline shiny personality. And yet the two of them got coffee together every Wednesday. Olive was nothing but an enabler.|The Love Hypothesis|Ali Hazelwood|unknown
22:27|twenty-seven minutes past 10|Mr. Harcourt woke up with mysterious suddenness at twenty-seven minutes past 10, and, by a curious coincidence, it was at that very instant that the butler came in with two footmen laden with trays of whisky, brandy, syphons, glasses and biscuits.|England, Their England|A.G. Macdonell|unknown
22:29|Ten twenty nine|Even when I had to say something, the right words just wouldn’t come out. And every time I hesitated, every time I swallowed back something I was about to say, my cousin looked at me with a slightly confused look on his face. His left ear tilted ever so slightly toward me. <br>“What time is it now?” he asked me.<br>“Ten twenty nine,” I replied.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:30|half past ten|Still, despite her endless consternation, for the third night in a row she slipped out at half past ten and made her way to the edge of the estate, where Aleandro would wait for her near an abandoned wine cellar, which had become their meeting place.|When the Summer Was Ours|Roxanne Veletzos|unknown
22:30|ten-thirty|They have their first fight at ten-thirty that night. It’s over who’s going to sleep in the bed and who’s going to sleep on the couch. Billy insists that she take the bed, says he’ll be fine on the couch.<br>“That’s sexist.”<br>“Sleeping on the couch is sexist? Are you kidding me?”<br>“Being a manly man is sexist. You’re too long for it. Your feet will hang out on the floor.”|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
22:30|ten thirty|“What are you getting?” He addressed this to the air in front of him, without turning toward her.<br>“I’m sorry?”<br>“I’ve been sent for ice,” he said. “What do you need?”<br>“Oh, nothing. I’m off home.”<br>“At ten thirty on New Year’s Eve? That is either the saddest or the wisest thing I’ve ever heard.”|Cleopatra and Frankenstein|Coco Mellors|unknown
22:30|ten thirty|At ten thirty, Kendra found herself on the couch again, this time with Christy. She felt uncomfortable sitting next to her, especially after the barrage of hate her coworkers had thrown at the blonde, but Christy seemed unusually approachable right then, all smiles and laughs and easy-flowing gestures.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
22:30|ten thirty|She looked at the clock; it was ten thirty. If she could get there quickly on the subway, then she could be at his house in less than an hour, maybe a bit longer if the late trains did not come so often.|Brooklyn|Colm Toibin|unknown
22:30|ten-thirty|The time was ten-thirty but it could have been three in the morning, because along its borders, West Berlin goes to bed with the dark|Smiley's People|John le Carré|unknown
22:30|half past ten o’clock|From the untoward lateness of the hour at which the dose was administered, it was half past ten o’clock before any effects began to show themselves in this case.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
22:31|10:31 p.m.|10:31 p.m. OK. OK. Calm. Penny Husbands-Bosworth's asbestos leukemia item is not on yet.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:31|10.31 p.m.|And later on, at 10.31 p.m. I went out onto the balcony to find out whether I could see any stars, but there weren't any because of all the clouds and what is called light pollution, which is light from streetlights and car headlights and floodlights and lights in buildings reflecting off tiny particles in the atmosphere and getting in the way of light from the stars. So I went back inside.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
22:32|ten thirty-two|It was ten thirty-two when the bus finally rolled into view.<br>The bus that came was a new type, not like the one I used to take to high school.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
22:33|10.33|He looked at his watch: 10.33. He remembered being told, he couldn't recall when or by whom, that it was her practice to take her nightly swim shortly after nine o'clock.|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
22:33|10:33 p.m.|10:33 p.m. Yesss, yesss. RECORDING CURRENT PROGRAM. Have done it!<br/>Aargh. All going mad. Cassette has started rewinding and now stopped and ejected. Why? Shit. Shit. Realize in excitement have sat on remote control.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|nsfw
22:34|Just after half past ten.|"If you please. You went to bed at what time, Madame?"<br/> "Just after half past ten."|Death on the Nile|Agatha Christie|unknown
22:35|Five-and-twenty to eleven|Five-and-twenty to eleven. A horrible hour - a macabre hour, for it is not only the hour of pleasure ended, it is the hour when pleasure itself has been found wanting.|Rope|Patrick Hamilton|unknown
22:35|twenty-five minutes to eleven|If he did not return in fourteen minutes he would have lingered. She looked at the clock. It was twenty-five minutes to eleven. He might enter the inn with Arabella, as they would reach it before closing time; she might get him to drink with<br>her; and Heaven only knew what disasters would befall him then.|Jude the Obscure|Thomas Hardy|unknown
22:35|10:35 p.m.|10:35 p.m. Frantic now. Have rung Shazzer, Rebecca, Simon, Magda. Nobody knows how to programme their videos. Only person I know who knows how to do it is Daniel.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:39|10:39 P.M.|Sunday, April 5<br/>10:39 P.M.<br/>"I didn't know if I should have brought a bodyguard" he was saying as he strode in the door, a Master of the Universe with a leather jacket slung over his shoulder.|Syndrome|Thomas Hoover|unknown
22:40|10:40|There, at 10:40, the plasma engines would ignite at full burn to start the rapid straight-line acceleration that would give them the ten-thousand-kilometers-an-hour speed needed to coast quickly along the Normal-Space tunnel linking the Gates.|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
22:40|ten-forty at night|“My friend,” she said with a pleased tone to her voice that she knew he could not mistake. She didn’t care, she was pleased to hear from him, even if it was ten-forty at night. “Where are you calling from?” she asked, expecting him to say Glasgow or Berlin.|It All Began in Monte Carlo|Elizabeth Adler|unknown
22:40|It’s twenty to eleven|When fifteen minutes have passed and the bogus DPW truck hasn’t returned, Billy decides they have either moved on to another part of the city, maybe to check out the house on Evergreen Street, or have gone back to the McMansion to await further orders from Nick. He closes the curtain, shutting out the view, and looks at his watch. It’s twenty to eleven. How time flies when you’re having fun, he thinks.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
22:40|twenty to eleven|The station clock told him the time: twenty to eleven. He went to the booking office and asked the clerk in a polite tone when was the next train to Paris. "In twelve minutes."|The Man Who Watched the Trains Go By|Georges Simenon|unknown
22:41|10:41 P.M.|The only two items that stood out on the whole list for Cork were two calls placed from the home of Wilfred Lipinksi, mayor of Aurora, one at 9:57 P.M. and another at 10:41 P.M. If Lipinski had teenagers who knew about the party at Valhalla, the calls would not have been odd, but all the Lipinski children were long ago grown and gone, and so Cork wondered.|Blood Hollow|William Kent Krueger|sfw
22:41|10:41|He climbed into the front seat and started the car. It started with a merry powerful hum, ready to go. "There, the bastards", said Julian, and smashed the clock with the bottom of the bottle, to give them an approximate time. It was 10:41.|Appointment in Samarra|John O'Hara|nsfw
22:43|10:43 P.M.|Tuesday 10:43 P.M.<br/>Michael Vance, Eva Borodin, and Aleksei Novosty were luckier than they knew. When they emerged, the Japanese guard Jiro Sato had stationed at the Burleigh entrance had momentarily been called away by radio to confer at the Strand corner.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
22:44|About a quarter to eleven|Alec pricked up his ears. "When was that?"<br/>"Oh, yesterday evening."<br/>"What time?"<br/>"About a quarter to eleven. I was playing bridge."|Dead in the Water|Carola Dunn|unknown
22:44|forty-four minutes past ten|At the words, “One thousand pounds to the person who unmasks Lady Whistledown,” the clock read forty-four minutes past ten.|Romancing Mr. Bridgerton|Julia Quinn|unknown
22:45|a quarter before eleven|Char saw me. Over the shoulder of his partner, he mouthed, "Wait for me."<br />I grew roots. An earthquake could not have moved me. The clock struck a quarter before eleven. It struck eleven. If it had struck the end of the world, I'd have stayed as I was.|Ella Enchanted|Gail Carson Levine|unknown
22:45|10:45 p.m.|10:45 p.m. Oh God. Daniel fell about laughing when I said I could not program video. Said he would do it for me. Still, at least I have done best for Mum. It is exciting and historic when one's friends are on TV.|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
22:45|fifteen minutes before eleven|So the Lackadaisical Broadcasting Co. bids you farewell with the message that if you aren't grateful to be living in a world where so many things to be grateful for are yours as a matter of course. Why it is now five seconds until fifteen minutes before eleven o'clock and you are just an old Trojan Horse.|Good Intentions|Ogden Nash|unknown
22:46|10.46 p.m.|The 'night train' tallied to perfection, for high tide in the creek would be, as Davies estimated, between 10.30 and 11.00 p.m.on the night of the 25th; and the time-table showed that the only night train arriving at Norden was one from the south at 10.46 p.m.|The Riddle of the Sands|Erskine Childers|unknown
22:46|fourteen minutes to eleven|OLIVE: [At KATHERINE'S elbow—examining her watch on its stand] It's fourteen minutes to eleven.<br/>KATHERINE: Olive, Olive!<br/>OLIVE: I just wanted to see the time. I never can go to sleep if I try—it's quite helpless, you know. Is there a victory yet? [KATHERINE, shakes her head] Oh! I prayed extra special for one in the evening papers.|The Mob|John Galsworthy|sfw
22:47|10.47pm|On my screen the remaining theatregoers slowly drift away and when the timestamp clicks over to 10.47pm there is no one left.|The Dark Lake|Sarah Bailey|unknown
22:48|10.48|"Oh! I don't know about that," said Mr. Satterthwaite, warming to his subject. "I was down there for a bit last summer. I found it quite convenient for town. Of course the trains only go every hour. 48 minutes past the hour from Waterloo-up to 10.48."|The Sign in the Sky|Agatha Christie|unknown
22:49|well after 2245h|It's well after 2245h. The dog's leash slides hissing to the end of the Day-Glo line and stops the dog a couple of paces from the inside of the gate, where Lenz is standing, inclined in the slight forward way of somebody who's talking baby-talk to a dog.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
22:49|10:49 P.M.|10:49 P.M.<br/>Sabri Ramirez stood watching as the last of the krytron detonators was secured in the ganglia of wiring that surrounded the explosive Octol sphere. Now one of the bombs was armed. He liked the looks of it.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|nsfw
22:50|10.50 P. M.|10.50 P. M. This diary-keeping of mine is, I fancy, the outcome of that scientific habit of mind about which I wrote this morning. I like to register impressions while they are fresh.|The Parasite|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
22:50|ten to eleven|Saturday night. And I said, "It's a hundred this year, ain't anybody noticed?" Jack said, "What's a hundred?" I said, "Pub is. Coach is. Look at the clock." Jack said, "It's ten to eleven".|Last Orders|Graham Swift|unknown
22:50|22.50|So think yourself lucky while you're awake and remember a happy crew. Think of Hamburg on the Magic Night. 22.50 and they went out neatly, just as they should - you couldn't fault Parks, he was always on his route.|Day|A.L. Kennedy|unknown
22:55|ten fifty-five|"All she could tell me was that she'd gone to sleep shortly after listening to the Dvorak String Quartet at ten fifty-five - they had twin beds - and didn't stir until her husband woke her with news of the murder."|The Murder of Santa Claus|P.D. James|unknown
22:55|10:55|At 10:55 they would enter the Farholme Gate, emerging a mere ten and a half minutes later at Bannermere Gate. Forty light-years away.|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
22:55|Eleven o'clock, all but five minutes!|"It is eleven o'clock! Eleven o'clock, all but five minutes!"<br/>"But which eleven o'clock?"<br/>"The eleven o'clock that is to decide life or death!...He told me so just before he went....He is terrible....He is quite mad: he tore off his mask and his yellow eyes shot flames!..."|The Phantom of the Opera|Gaston Leroux|unknown
22:55|five minutes to eleven|Mr. Justice Wargrave said:<br>“It is now five minutes to eleven. I think we should summon Miss Brent to join our conclave.”|And Then There Were None|Agatha Christie|unknown
22:56|about eleven o'clock|It was about eleven o'clock. The stars were shining. The wind blew softly and carried the scent of decaying leaves and melting snow from the fields.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
22:57|just about eleven o’clock|Then it grew dark; she would have had them to bed, but they begged sadly to be allowed to stay up; and, just about eleven o’clock, the door-latch was raised quietly, and in stepped the master.|Wuthering Heights|Emily Brontë|unknown
22:58|ten-fifty-eight|"So when are they going?"<br/>"Sunday night. I'm driving them down to Norwich to catch the eight-thirty, getting into Liverpool Street at ten-fifty-eight. Their daughter will meet them."|Devices and Desires|P.D. James|sfw
22:59|one minute to eleven|They parked the car outside Lowther's at precisely one minute to eleven. People were leaving, not all of them happy at having their evening curtailed. But the grumbling was muted, and even then it only started once they were safely on the street.|The Complaints|Ian Rankin|unknown
22:59|10:59 P.M.|For the rest of the evening, nobody talked. They just drank, ate, sat in different parts of the shack. Sarah bit her nails, pretended to be busy at the food table. Kendra sat on the couch, her knees pulled up, her head in her arms. Christy stood by the window, examining the rain, her arms crossed, her face pinched.<br>At 10:59 P.M., Kendra’s walkie-talkie beeped.|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
22:59|one minute to eleven|Harry grunted in his sleep and his face slid down the window an inch or so, making his glasses still more lopsided, but he did not wake up. An alarm clock, repaired by Harry several years ago, ticked loudly on the sill, showing one minute to eleven.|Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince|J.K. Rowling|unknown
23:00|eleven|Shanghai’s clocks were set an hour ahead so the city could "save daylight", but the Bai family said: “We go by the old clock.” Ten o’clock to them was eleven to everyone else. Their singing was behind the beat; they couldn’t keep up with the huqin [Chinese string instrument] producing bleak and desolate sounds of life.|Love in a Fallen City|Eileen Chang|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|Tony and Zenia are having coffee, as they have done almost every third day now for the past month, ever since they met. Or not every third day, every third evening: right now it’s eleven o’clock, Tony’s usual bedtime, and here she is, still up. She isn’t even sleepy.|The Robber Bride|Margaret Atwood|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|It was nearly eleven o’clock when we reached this final stage of our night’s adventures. We had left the damp fog of the great city behind us, and the night was fairly fine. A warm wind blew from the west-ward, and heavy clouds moved slowly across the sky, with half a moon peeping occasionally through the rifts.|The Sign of Four|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
23:00|eleven p.m.|There was no end to it. At first I made all the proper noises to show her I was following along, but soon gave up. I put on a record and when it was over, I lifted up the needle and put on another. After I finished all the records, I put the first one back on. Outside it was still pouring. Time passed slowly as her monologue went on without end.<br>I didn’t worry about it, though, until a while later. Suddenly I realized it was eleven p.m. and she had been talking nonstop for four hours.|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|At eleven o’clock it was all settled; they were going to run away, to Borneo. F*** the husband! She never loved him anyway. She would never have written the first letter if the husband wasn’t old and passionless.|Tropic of Cancer|Henry Miller|nsfw
23:00|eleven at night|I liked to think I’d chosen Dr. Tuttle at random, that there was something fated about our relationship, divine in some way, but in truth, she’d been the only psychiatrist to answer the phone at eleven at night on a Tuesday.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|Around eleven o’clock the door was unlocked. I readied myself to reject apologies and go for the jugular. A once stately woman sailed in. Seventy years old, eighty, eighty-five, who knows when they’re that old? A rickety greyhound in a blazer followed his mistress.|Cloud Atlas|David Mitchell|unknown
23:00|eleven|There was a movement and an exclamation from my right, and peering through the floom I saw Whitney, pale, haggard, and unkempt, staring out at me.<br>“My God! It’s Watson,” said he. He was in a pitiable state of reaction, with every nerve in a twitter. “I say, Watson, what o’clock is it?”<br>“Nearly eleven.”|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|"She left her room, therefore, and came into mine, where she sat for some time, chatting about her approaching wedding. At eleven o’clock she rose to leave me, but she paused at the door and looked back.<br> "Tell me, Helen," said she, "have you ever heard anyone whistle in the dead of the night?"<br>"Never," said I."|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
23:00|eleven|Two hours passed slowly away, and then, suddenly, just at the stroke of eleven, a single bright light shone out right in front of us.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock at night|Five months ago, Ashley had shown up at Hud’s Airstream at eleven o’clock at night and said, “I broke up with him. And I think you should know that I love you.”|Malibu Rising|Taylor Jenkins Reid|unknown
23:00|eleven|Around eleven she and Stan have another doughnut. Then they make a hopeful stop at a dumpster out behind a soup joint, but no luck, the stuff has already been picked over.|The Heart Goes Last|Margaret Atwood|unknown
23:00|eleven|It was Eli, Bryan’s friend, the taller of the two. Jaidee reached for his hand, shook it. “Hi,” he said.<br>“Where you going?” Eli said. In a pink polo and khaki shorts, he looked bright against the wide panel of night. His eyes were happy, altered, no doubt, from liquor.<br>“I’m heading back,” he said.<br>Eli looked at his watch. “It’s only eleven.”<br>“I’m just tired,” Jaidee said. “Long day.”|Reprieve|James Han Mattson|unknown
23:00|eleven at night|“That priest of yours is really funny. Did you know that they’re allowed to drink, these priests? No women, but alcohol is fine!” Bahar walked in waving Father Mahoney’s order. Her usually skittish eyes were bright and—dared Marjan hope?—happy?<br>“They drink beer like water here. Last Saturday I saw an entire family, with young kids, leaving the bar next door. At eleven at night!”|Pomegranate Soup|Marsha Mehran|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|But time passed, two hours of it, and the less subtle beaux had better learned to focus their pseudo-passionate glances elsewhere, for eleven o’clock found Isabelle and Amory sitting on the couch in the little den off the reading-room up-stairs. She was conscious that they were a handsome pair, and seemed to belong distinctively in this seclusion, while lesser lights fluttered and chattered down-stairs.|This Side of Paradise|F. Scott Fitzgerald|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|“Your detention will take place at eleven o’clock tonight.<br>Meet Mr. Filch in the entrance hall.”|Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone|J.K. Rowling|unknown
23:00|At eleven|"He will be here at eleven exactly, sir."<br/>At the bar, naked couples had begun dancing.|Smiley's People|John le Carré|nsfw
23:00|eleven o'clock|At eleven o'clock that night, having secured a bed at one of the hotels and telegraphed his address to his father immediately on his arrival, he walked out into the streets of Sandbourne.|Tess of the d'Urbervilles|Thomas Hardy|unknown
23:00|eleven o'clock|At eleven o'clock, I rang the bell for Betteredge, and told Mr. Blake that he might at last prepare himself for bed.|The Moonstone|Wilkie Collins|unknown
23:00|eleven o'clock|He says, "They've killed Jan. Clear out."<br/>"The suitcase?" I ask.<br/>"Take it away again. We want nothing to do with it now. Catch the eleven o'clock express."<br/> "But it doesn't stop here...."<br/>"It will. Go to track six. Opposite the freight station. You have three minutes."<br/>"But..."<br/>"Move, or I'll have to arrest you."|If on a Winter's Night a Traveller|Italo Calvino|unknown
23:00|eleven|The clock struck eleven. I looked at Adele, whose head leant against my shoulder; her eyes were waxing heavy, so I took her up in my arms and carried her off to bed. It was near one before the gentlemen and ladies sought their chambers.|Jane Eyre|Charlotte Brontë|unknown
23:00|At eleven|The train arrived in New York at eleven that night.|The Recognitions|William Gaddis|unknown
23:00|2300h|They didn't even sit down to eat until 2300h.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
23:00|eleven o’clock|I left the narration of my story while we were still walking toward the doctor’s. At length, reaching there, we found him still sitting in his office, although it was now eleven o’clock.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
23:00|eleven o'clock|When they reached the top of the Astronomy Tower at eleven o'clock, they found a perfect night for stargazing, cloudless and still.|Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix|J.K. Rowling|unknown
23:02|11:02|“Yes.” Perena’s firm tone brooked no argument. “It exploded at 11:07. You would have entered at 11:02, so that by then you would have been exactly midway between the Gates.”|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
23:02|11:02 P.M.|I ended the call. I looked in Recents to make sure I HAD called. His number was there, along with the time - 11:02 P.M. I turned off my phone and put it on the night table. I turned off my lamp and was asleep almost at once.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
23:03|Eleven oh-three|"What makes you think it's for real?"<br/> "Just a hunch, really. He sounded for real. Sometimes you can just tell about people"-he smiled-"even if you're a dull old WASP."<br/> "I think it's a setup."<br/> "Why?"<br/> "I just do. Why would someone from the government want to help you?"<br/> "Good question. Guess I'll find out."<br/> She went back into the kitchen."What time are you meeting him?" she called out.<br/> "Eleven oh-three," he said. "That made me think he's for real. Military and intelligence types set precise appointment times to eliminate confusion and ambiguity. Nothing ambiguous about eleven oh-three."|Little Green Men|Christopher Buckley|unknown
23:05|11:05|Gates glanced at his clock on the nightstand. It was 11:05. "Trey and his friends have probably been done talking about tropical fish for about a half hour. But he's used to me coming home late." She smiled. "So, no rush."|Murderer's Row|Ray Keating|unknown
23:05|Five past eleven|Five past eleven; less than a quarter of an hour before Amethyst either succeeded or failed|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
23:05|11.05|It was 11.05, five minutes later than my habitual bedtime. I felt. I felt guilty at being still up, but the past kept pricking at me and I knew that all the events of those nineteen days in July were astir within me, like the loosening phlegm in an attack of bronchitis|The Go-Between|L.P.Hartley|unknown
23:05|five minutes past eleven|It was five minutes past eleven when I made my last entry. I remember winding up my watch and noting the time. So I have wasted some five hours of the little span still left to us. Who would have believed it possible? But I feel very much fresher, and ready for my fate--or try to persuade myself that I am. And yet, the fitter a man is, and the higher his tide of life, the more must he shrink from death. How wise and how merciful is that provision of nature by which his earthly anchor is usually loosened by many little imperceptible tugs, until his consciousness has drifted out of its untenable earthly harbor into the great sea beyond!|The Poison Belt|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
23:05|11:05|My watch says 11:05. But whether AM or PM I don't know.|Household Worms|Stanley Donwood|unknown
23:07|11:07|“Yes.” Perena’s firm tone brooked no argument. “It exploded at 11:07. You would have entered at 11:02, so that by then you would have been exactly midway between the Gates.”|The Shadow and Night|Chris Walley|unknown
23:07|11:07 p.m.|At 11:07 p.m., Samuel "Gunner" Wilson was moving at 645 miles per hour over the Mojave Desert. Up ahead in the moonlight, he saw the twin lead jets, their afterburners glowing angrily in the night sky.|The Andromeda Strain|Michael Crichton|sfw
23:08|11:08|He glanced up so that he could see the time on the datastrip along the upper edge of his helmet: 11:08:23. Ten minutes. They walked unsteadily on.|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|sfw
23:08|11:08|“This is my first pass,” Wilson said. “East to west, at 11:08. We’re looking from the left-wing camera which is running at ninety-six frames per second. As you can see, my altitude is falling rapidly.”|The Andromeda Strain|Michael Crichton|sfw
23:10|ten past eleven|So that was how I spent Christmas night from about ten past eleven until nearly two in the morning, playing endless games of cards, listening to Wagner and Beethoven, hearing the crackle and hiss of burning logs as I kept up the fire, watching my cousin drink steadily until the whisky bottle was empty.|The Mistletoe Murder|P.D. James|unknown
23:10|Ten past eleven|She backed down the driveway, checked for traffic, and turned toward the turnpike. Ten past eleven. Plenty of time.<br>That’s what she thought then.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
23:10|ten past eleven|Another Christmas day is nearly over. It's ten past eleven. Richard declined with thanks my offer to make up a bed for him here in my study, and has driven off back to Cambridge, so I am able to make some notes on the day before going to bed myself.|Deaf Sentence|David Lodge|unknown
23:10|ten minutes past eleven|He had not the strength to help himself, and at ten minutes past eleven no one could have helped him, no one in the world|Appointment in Samarra|John O'Hara|unknown
23:11|11:11 p.m.|Life changes fast. Life changes in an instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends. The Question of self-pity. Those were the first words I wrote after it happened. The computer dating on the Microsoft Word file ("Notes on change.doc") reads "May 20, 2004, 11:11 p.m.," but that would have been a case of my opening the file and reflexively pressing save when I closed it. I had made no changes to that file since I wrote the words, in January 2004, a day or two after the fact. For a long time I wrote nothing else. Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.|The Year of Magical Thinking|Joan Didion|unknown
23:12|eleven twelve p.m.|Then they texted me at eleven twelve p.m. to say they’d found nothing and were going home for the night.|Deadly Cross|James Patterson|unknown
23:12|23:12|There was a confirmatory identification done by undercover officer 6475 at 23:12 hours at the corner of 147th and Amsterdam.|A Naked Singularity|Sergio De La Pava|unknown
23:13|11:13|Vero smiled. “I t-take that as approval. So let me summarize. On its present trajectory and speed, the Blade of Night will pass behind the moon between 11:13 and 11:22 p.m. Jerusalem time on the night of the seventeenth of February. That’s four days away. It will be sufficiently close that the moon will fully cover the disk of the earth at 11:18. That’s vital.”|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
23:14|eleven fourteen|When they’d finished their burgers, Melissa glanced at her watch, a big plastic digital thing that looked like it should belong to a child.<br/>“Eleven fourteen,” Melissa said. “We’ve still got forty-four minutes to kill before the end of the world.”|The Glass Hotel|Emily St. John Mandel|unknown
23:15|a quarter past eleven|The chalet stand isolated at the end of a blind valley. Higher up, there’s only the reservoir, and behind it the treacherous glacier. At a quarter past eleven, she concludes that it’s impossible for Nick to be wandering out there, in this weather.|Echo|Thomas Olde Heuvelt|unknown
23:15|11:15|We were seated at breakfast one morning, my wife and I, when the maid brought in a telegram. It was from Sherlock Holmes and ran in this way:<br>Have you a couple of days to spare? Have just been wired for from the west of England in connection with Boscombe Valley tragedy. Shall be glad if you will come with me. Air and scenery perfect. Leave Paddington by the 11:15.|The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle|unknown
23:15|11:15 p.m.|11:15 p.m. Humph. Mum just rang. "Sorry, darling. It isn't Newsnight, it's Breakfast News tomorrow. Could you set it for seven o'clock tomorrow morning, BBC1?"|Bridget Jones's Diary|Helen Fielding|sfw
23:15|quarter-past eleven|On arriving home at a quarter-past eleven, we found a hansom cab, which had been waiting for me for two hours with a letter. Sarah said she did not know what to do, as we had not left the address where we had gone.|Diary of a Nobody|George and Weedon Grossmith|unknown
23:15|between fifteen and sixteen minutes past eleven|The impulse seized me to look again. The minute-hand stood half way between fifteen and sixteen minutes past eleven. The watch must have stopped; I held it to my ear; no, it was still going.|The Hasheesh Eater|Fitz Hugh Ludlow|nsfw
23:16|11.16 p.m.|But I couldn't get out of the house straightaway because he would see me, so I would have to wait until he was asleep.<br/>The time was 11.16 p.m.<br/>I tried doubling 2s again, but I couldn't get past 2(15) which was 32,768. So I groaned to make the time pass quicker and not think.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
23:17|11:17|Merral, trying to free his head, glimpsed the time on his helmet datastrip. 11:17:45. Less than a minute. They will be sending out the solar flare warnings now.|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
23:18|11:18|Vero smiled. “I t-take that as approval. So let me summarize. On its present trajectory and speed, the Blade of Night will pass behind the moon between 11:13 and 11:22 p.m. Jerusalem time on the night of the seventeenth of February. That’s four days away. It will be sufficiently close that the moon will fully cover the disk of the earth at 11:18. That’s vital.”|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
23:18|11.18|It is 11.18. A row of bungalows in a round with a clump of larch tree in the middle.|Trumpet|Jackie Kay|unknown
23:19|11:19|A whistle cut sharply across his words. Peter got onto his knees to look out the window, and Miss Fuller glared at him. Polly looked down at her watch: 11:19. The train. But the stationmaster had said it was always late.|Blackout|Connie Willis|unknown
23:20|eleven-twenty|From Balboa Island, he drove south to Laguna Beach. At eleven-twenty, he parked his van across the street from the Hudston house.|Watchers|Dean Koontz|unknown
23:20|twenty past eleven|Harvey looked at the clock, which marked twenty past eleven. "Then I'll sleep here till three and catch the four o'clock freight. They let us men from the Fleet ride free as a rule."|Captains Courageous|Rudyard Kipling|unknown
23:22|11:22 p.m.|Vero smiled. “I t-take that as approval. So let me summarize. On its present trajectory and speed, the Blade of Night will pass behind the moon between 11:13 and 11:22 p.m. Jerusalem time on the night of the seventeenth of February. That’s four days away. It will be sufficiently close that the moon will fully cover the disk of the earth at 11:18. That’s vital.”|The Infinite Day|Chris Walley|unknown
23:22|twenty-two minutes past eleven|It began to rain again, so she sat there with the blinds open, staring at the drops on the glass.<br>The time was now twenty-two minutes past eleven.<br>She knew only one thing with absolute certainty: she didn’t want to reach tomorrow. She stood up. She found a pen and a piece of paper.<br>It was, she decided, a very good time to die.|The Midnight Library|Matt Haig|unknown
23:22|11.22|At 11.22 he handed his ticket to a yawning guard and walked down a long flight of wooden steps to the car-park. A breeze lifted and dropped the leaves of a tree, and he thought of the girl with the blonde hair. His bicycle lay where he had left it.|Dreams of Leaving|Robert Thomson|unknown
23:24|11:24 P.M.|11:24 P.M.<br/>Willem Voorst was at the controls of the Cessna as they powered through the Aegean night, their heading 210 as they closed rapidly on Andikythera. He was holding their altitude at five hundred meters, their airspeed just under a hundred knots, barely above stall.|Project Cyclops|Thomas Hoover|sfw
23:25|11.25 p.m.|"OK, Estelle, I will be at Nice Airport at 11.25 p.m. on Saturday, BA: Could you send the driver?"|Other People's Money|Justin Cartwright|unknown
23:25|eleven o'clock and twenty-five minutes|To test the intensity of the light whose nature and cause he could not determine, he took out his watch to see if he could make out the figures on the dial. They were plainly visible, and the hands indicated the hour of eleven o'clock and twenty-five minutes. At that moment the mysterious illumination suddenly flared to an intense, an almost blinding splendor…|A Wireless Message|Ambrose Bierce|unknown
23:26|11:26 p.m.|Los Angeles. 11:26 p.m. In a dark red room- the color of the walls is close to that of raw liver- is a tall woman dressed cartoonishly in too-tight silk shorts, her breasts pulled up and pressed forward by the yellow blouse tied beneath them.|American Gods|Neil Gaiman|nsfw
23:27|23.27|He tells his old friend the train times and they settle on the 19.45 arriving at 23.27. "I'll book us into the ultra-luxurious Francis Drake Lodge. Running water in several rooms. Have you got a mobile?"|Other People's Money|Justin Cartwright|unknown
23:28|11:28 P.M.|Monday 11:28 P.M.<br/>It was flawless. They dined in a Gothic, ivy-covered greenhouse in the garden of a maitre nineteenth-century inn where waiters scurried, the maitre d' hovered, and the wine steward nodded obsequiously every time he passed their table. It was even better than their first visit.|Project Daedalus|Thomas Hoover|sfw
23:30|eleven-thirty|He came into their bedroom at just past eleven-thirty. He’d taken his muddy shoes off downstairs, and was trying to be quiet, but he heard the rustle of bedclothes in the dark and knew she was awake.|If It Bleeds|Stephen King|unknown
23:30|half past eleven|And so it was that around half past eleven, I found myself riding down to the Village on the Fifth Avenue bus with the street address of Hobart and Blackwell in my pocket, written on a page from one of the monogrammed notepads Mrs Barbour kept by the telephone.|The Goldfinch|Donna Tartt|unknown
23:30|eleven-thirty at night|“I will be a sonofa****h if he ain’t in here at eleven-thirty at night, fartin’ around in the dark with a pair of scissors and a paper sack.”|One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest|Ken Kesey|nsfw
23:30|2330|He loaded the player and turned on the viewer, his knees popping again as he squatted to set the cue to 2330.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
23:30|half past eleven|He would catch the night bus for Casablanca, the one that left the beach at half past eleven.|Midnight Mass & Other Stories (The Dismissal)|Paul Bowles|unknown
23:30|half-past eleven|The Picton boat was due to leave at half-past eleven. It was a beautiful night, mild, starry, only when they got out of the cab and started to walk down the Old Wharf that jutted out into the harbour, a faint wind blowing off the water ruffled under Fenella's hat, and she put up her hand to keep it on.|The Voyage|Katherine Mansfield|unknown
23:30|half past eleven|The ship's clock in the bar says half past eleven. Half past eleven is opening time. The hands of the clock have stayed still at half past eleven for fifty years.|Under Milk Wood|Dylan Thomas|unknown
23:31|twenty-nine minutes to midnight|It is twenty-nine minutes to midnight. Dr. Narlikar's Nursing Home is running on a skeleton staff; there are many absentees, many employees who have preferred to celebrate the imminent birth of the nation, and will not assist tonight at the births of children.|Midnight's Children|Salman Rushdie|unknown
23:32|In about twenty-eight minutes it will be midnight.|"This is the evening. This is the night. It is New Year´s Eve. In about twenty-eight minutes it will be midnight. I still have twenty-eight minutes left. I have to recollect my thoughts. At twelve o´clock, I should be done thinking."|The Evenings|Gerard Reve|unknown
23:32|11.32 p.m.|And then it started to rain and I got wet and I started shivering because I was cold.<br/>And then it was 11.32 p.m. and I heard voices of people walking along the street.<br/>And a voice said, "I don't care whether you thought it was funny or not," and it was a lady's voice.|The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time|Mark Haddon|sfw
23:33|twenty-seven minutes to midnight|We are on Colaba Causeway now, just for a moment, to reveal that at twenty-seven minutes to midnight, the police are hunting for a dangerous criminal. His name: Joseph D'Costa. The orderly is absent, has been absent for several days, from his work at the Nursing Home, from his room near the slaughterhouse, and from the life of a distraught virginal Mary|Midnight's Children|Salman Rushdie|unknown
23:34|eleven thirty-four|Eleven thirty-four. We stand on the sidewalk in front of Jean's apartment on the Upper East Side. Her doorman eyes us warily and fills me with a nameless dread, his gaze piercing me from the lobby. A curtain of stars, miles of them, are scattered, glowing, across the sky and their multitude humbles me, which I have a hard time tolerating. She shrugs and nods after I say something about forms of anxiety. It's as if her mind is having a hard time communicating with her mouth, as if she is searching for a rational analysis of who I am, which is, of course, an impossibility: there ... is ... no ... key.|American Psycho|Bret Easton Ellis|unknown
23:34|eleven thirty-four|Reacher retrieved his G36 from under the saloon bar window at eleven thirty-four precisely and set out to walk back on the road, which he figured would make the return trip faster.|The Hard Way|Lee Child|unknown
23:35|eleven-thirty-five|He was behind the car on a motorbike for some miles and saw it draw in to park at the stones. This was about eleven-thirty-five on Friday. There was only one person in the car and the driver switched off the lights when he parked.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
23:35|eleven thirty-five|Then at eleven thirty-five the door at the rear of the hall opened and a police sergeant and three constables entered, ushered by Bagot.|Hamlet, Revenge!|Michael Innes|unknown
23:35|11:35 p.m.|Barbie phoned the police, and a car was dispatched from the station on Haverstock Hill at 11:35 p.m. It arrived at the Berensons' house in just under three minutes.|The Silent Patient|Alex Michaelides|unknown
23:36|2336|Then Green knocks at the front door at 2336 - Gately has to Log the exact time and then it's his call whether to unlock the door.|Infinite Jest|David Foster Wallace|unknown
23:37|eleven-thirty-seven P.M.|The last communication with the Teasdale had been at eleven-thirty-seven P.M., nearly a day and a half earlier, when the captain reported to the Coast Guard station at Duluth that he was altering the ship's course to seek shelter in the lee of the Apostle Islands. Because no other communication occurred, it was assumed that the ore carrier had made it safely and was waiting out the storm.|Purgatory Ridge|William Kent Krueger|sfw
23:38|between eleven-thirty-five and eleven-forty|A Ford Focus with the number plate W341 UDG was seen parked close to the house between eleven-thirty-five and eleven-forty on the night she died.|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
23:39|11.39|There's a whisper down the line at 11.39<br/>When the Night Mail's ready to depart, Saying "Skimble where is Skimble has he gone to hunt the thimble? We must find him or the train can't start."|Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats|T.S. Eliot|unknown
23:40|twenty minutes to twelve|"It was about twenty minutes to twelve. It was then I heard the lift. It's opposite Sister's suite - well, I expect you've seen it. I just heard the gentle clang of the doors and then a sort of purring sound as it went down."|The Private Patient|P.D. James|sfw
23:40|20 minutes until midnight|Grant noticed the time. "It's 20 minutes until midnight. Who wants to help me hand out glasses and pour champagne?" |Warrior Monk|Ray Keating|sfw
23:40|11:40pm|I went to the kitchen to select another bottle, deciding to reduce the next day’s alcohol intake to compensate. Then I saw the clock: 11:40pm. I picked up the phone and ordered a taxi. With any luck it would arrive before the after-midnight tariff commenced.|The Rosie Project|Graeme Simsion|unknown
23:40|Twenty minutes before midnight|Twenty minutes before midnight, before Oliver put an end to the festivities, she gave in to her impulse and texted her son, reminding him of their mutually agreed-upon curfew.|Behind the Lie|Emilya Naymark|unknown
23:40|11:40|We all have the maps and appliances of various kinds that can be had. Professor Van Helsing and I are to leave by the 11:40 train tonight for Veresti, where we are to get a carriage to drive to the Borgo Pass. We are bringing a good deal of ready money, as we are to buy a carriage and horses.|Dracula|Bram Stoker|unknown
23:41|11:41|In a little while his mind cleared, but his head ached, arms ached, body ached. The phosphorescent figures on his watch attracted his attention. He peered at them. The time was 11:41. I remember...what do I remember?|Noble House|James Clavell|unknown
23:42|11.42|The front door opens. Her heart pounds. She looks at the time on the bottom right of her screen. 11.42.|The Woman Downstairs|Elisabeth Carpenter|unknown
23:42|11.42|At 11.42 then the signal's nearly due And the passengers are frantic to a man- Then Skimble will appear and he'll saunter to the rear:|Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats|T.S. Eliot|unknown
23:43|eleven forty-three|The clock told him it was eleven forty-three and in that moment, in a flash of illumination, Mungo understood what the numbers at the end of Moscow Centre's messages were|Talking to Strange Men|Ruth Rendell|unknown
23:44|eleven forty-four|"At eleven forty-four last night somebody stabbed this girl in the neck with a kitchen knife and immediately thereafter plunged the same knife through her skull, where it remained."|Dead Famous|Ben Elton|unknown
23:45|quarter to midnight|Billy’s plan lasts until quarter to midnight. He’s been watching some action movie in his underwear, and although the plot is simple—something about a guy seeking revenge on the men who killed his dog—Billy has lost the thread. He decides to call it a day.|Billy Summers|Stephen King|unknown
23:45|three quarters past eleven|The church clocks chimed three quarters past eleven, as two figures emerged on London Bridge. One, which advanced with a swift and rapid step, was that of a woman who looked eagerly about her as though in quest of some expected object; the other figure was that of a man...|Oliver Twist|Charles Dickens|unknown
23:45|quarter to twelve|We struck the tow-path at length, and that made us happy because prior to this we had not been sure whether we were walking towards the river or away from it, and when you are tired and want to go to bed, uncertainties like that worry you. We passed Shiplake as the clock was striking the quarter to twelve and then George said thoughtfully: "You don't happen to remember which of the islands it was, do you?"|Three Men in a Boat|Jerome K. Jerome|unknown
23:46|11:46 p.m.|In the Kismet Lounge, Mr. Early sees suddenly to his horror it's 11:46 p.m. He's been in this place far longer than he'd planned, and he's had more to drink than he'd planned. Shame! What if, back at the E-Z, his little girl is crying piteously for him?|Doll: A Romance of the Mississippi|Joyce Carol Oates|unknown
23:47|thirteen minutes to midnight|If he had glanced at his watch, he would have seen that it was thirteen minutes to midnight. And if he had been interested in what was going on, he would have heard the voices and bawling of terrified men.|Dead Soldiers Don't Sing|Rudolf Jašík|unknown
23:48|11.48pm|Littell arranged a private charter. He told the pilot to fly balls-to-the-wall. The little two-seater rattled and shook-Kemper couldn't believe it. It was 11.48pm. They were thirty-six hours short of GO.|American Tabloid|James Ellroy|nsfw
23:49|eleven minutes to midnight|Tom shrugged. He pushed his pinkish ruffled sleeve back, and saw that it was eleven minutes to midnight. Tom finished his coffee.|The Boy Who Followed Ripley|Patricia Highsmith|unknown
23:50|ten to midnight|The clock on the wall read ten to midnight. Cork wanted to turn the hands back, do it all differently, be in all the right places at all the right times. He wanted a second chance at the last few days. The last few years.|Purgatory Ridge|William Kent Krueger|sfw
23:50|wants ten minutes, hardly more, to the awful midnight hour|"Oh, Mr. MacLear," he said jocularly, "I am glad you have just managed to escape breaking the Sabbath! You have had a close shave! It wants ten minutes, hardly more, to the awful midnight hour!"|Salted with Fire|George MacDonald|sfw
23:50|11.50pm|At 11.50pm, I got up extremely quietly, took my things from under the bed, and opened the door one millimeter at a time, so it wouldn't make any noise.|Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close|Jonathan Safran Foer|unknown
23:51|eleven-fifty-one|"Due at Waterloo at eleven-fifty-one," panted Smith. "That gives us thirty-nine minutes to get to the other side of the river and reach his hotel."|The Mystery of Dr. Fu Manchu|Sax Rohmer|unknown
23:52|11:52 P.M.|And then the VCR broke.<br>I heard the wheels spin, then whine, then screech, then stop. I hit “eject” and nothing happened. I poked at all the buttons. I unplugged and replugged the machine. I picked it up and shook it. I banged on it with the butt of my hand, then a shoe. Nothing was working. Outside, it was dark. My phone said it was January 6, 11:52 P.M.|My Year of Rest and Relaxation|Ottessa Moshfegh|unknown
23:52|eight minutes to midnight|It was eight minutes to midnight. Just nice time, I said to myself. Indoors, everything was quiet and in darkness. Splendid. I went to the bar and fetched a tumbler, a siphon of soda and a bottle of Glen Grant, took a weak drink and a pill, and settled down in the public dining-room to wait the remaining two minutes.|The Green Man|Kingsley Amis|unknown
23:53|near midnight|It was near midnight. <br/>Torvik took the doll which had been left on the couch in the study, after first having mended its broken foot.|The Hammer of God|Bo Giertz|unknown
23:53|near midnight|It was near midnight when she left the Palace in a clothes-hamper borne by two porters, covered with her own soiled smocks and petticoats which were supposedly being carried to the laundress.|Forever Amber|Kathleen Windsor|unknown
23:53|nearing midnight|It was nearing midnight and the Prime Minister was sitting alone in his office, reading a long memo that was slipping through his brain without leaving the slightest trace of meaning behind.|Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince|J.K. Rowling|unknown
23:53|Midnight is approaching|Midnight is approaching, and while the peak of activity has passed, the basal metabolism that maintains life continues undiminished, producing the basso continuo of the city's moan, a monotonous sound that neither rises or falls but is pregnant with foreboding.|After Dark|Haruki Murakami|unknown
23:54|11.54pm|His watch read 11.54pm Eastern Standard Time. Already it was nearly 6.00am in Rome. He had left a city frozen by a harsh January storm, after a bleak, wet Christmas season.|Conclave|Greg Tobin|unknown
23:55|Eleven fifty-five|The band began playing “Auld Lang Syne.”<br>“Eleven fifty-five,” she said, glancing at the gold watch on her pendant. “I really like ‘Auld Lang Syne.’ How about you?”|Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman|Haruki Murakami|unknown
23:55|five minutes to midnight|As Ness arrives at Union Station, the giant clock tells us it is five minutes to midnight. This is significant, because humans consider midnight a time when bad things happen. Midnight is the Ides of March of the hours in the day! "Five minutes to midnight" is therefore excellent foreshadowing. After all, it is almost directly equivalent to "Five minutes to very bad things happening".|Set My Heart to Five: A Novel|Simon Stephenson|unknown
23:55|five minutes to midnight|"I am going to lock you in. It is-" he consulted his watch, "five minutes to midnight. Miss Granger, three turns should do it. Good luck."|Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban|J.K. Rowling|unknown
23:55|five minutes to twelve|It wanted five minutes to twelve, when the premonitory symptoms of the working of the laudanum first showed themselves to me. At this time, no unpractised eyes would have detected any change in him. But, as the minutes of the new morning wore away, the swiftly-subtle progress of the influence began to show itself more plainly. The sublime intoxication of opium gleamed in his eyes; the dew of a stealthy perspiration began to glisten on his face. In five minutes more, the talk which he still kept up with me, failed in coherence.|The Moonstone|Wilkie Collins|nsfw
23:56|four minutes to midnight|The human race is at the end of the line, the doomsday clock ticks on. It's stopped for a decade at four minutes to midnight, but there the hands still stand. Any minute now they'll begin to move again.|Wicked Women|Fay Weldon|unknown
23:57|three minutes to midnight|"It said three minutes to midnight. That didn't seem so very late in the mood I was in. I put on my dressing-gown and took my pocket torch with me and went to Sally's room."|Cover Her Face|P.D. James|sfw
23:57|eleven fifty-seven|"Eleven fifty-seven," he said. Wells nodded. By the old woman's calendar I've got three more minutes.|No Country for Old Men|Cormac McCarthy|unknown
23:58|two minutes to midnight|You got to let the world go to hell in its own way, Gard, two minutes to midnight or not.|The Tommyknockers|Stephen King|unknown
23:58|one minute and seventeen seconds before midnight|Humans emerge one minute and seventeen seconds before midnight. The whole of our recorded history, on this scale, would be no more than a few seconds, a single human lifetime barely an instant.|A Short History of Nearly Everything|Bill Bryson|unknown
23:59|A minute to midnight|At a minute to midnight, Roquenton was holding his wife's hand and giving her some last words of advice. On the stroke of midnight, she felt her companion's hand melt away inside her own.|The Man Who Walked Through Walls|Marcel Aymé|unknown
23:59|new day was still a minute away|Chigurgh rose and picked up the empty casing off the rug and blew into it and put it in his pocket and looked at his watch. The new day was still a minute away.|No Country for Old Men|Cormac McCarthy|unknown