All the Beauty in the World: The Metropolitan Museum of Art and Me by Patrick Bringley

 

"The Egyptians did not think about time as we do—neheh, they called it, 'of millions of years,' and its essence was the circle, not the arrow. The sun rises, sets, and rises. The Nile floods, recedes, and floods. The stars wheel with absolute regularity around the fixed observer, and so, too, does the great wheel of time dispose of the dead and usher in the newly born who will mature and ripen and spoil, everything constantly in flux but nothing ever really changing."