Why do we personify time? Is it because we’re afraid to admit that our lives are measured by an abstract force that neither knows nor cares about our entry into existence? Or our departure into death? Time is our mysterious master giving it a face and hands we attempt to transform it into our servant. Robert Bloch
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We personify time because we can't help but compare our life to others. We have a natural desire to know the lives of our friends and family members. We want to know what they did, what they liked, and how their lives evolved. When you compare your life to others, you get a sense of where you stand in the grand scheme of things. To know your place in time is to have a sense of purpose, which is vital for everyone to have in life.

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