My favorite? Neal Stephenson's:
Tick tock tick tock tick tick.
Also via Maud, Alex Ross's first impressions of Joan Didion's new essay collection, and in particular an essay called "God's Country" written in 2000, make me think that I wasn't so far off with attributing to her the power to bend space and time:
It is a sustained analysis of the phrase "compassionate conservatism," and it is a chilling prophecy of things to come. Didion's writing brings to mind something Schoenberg once said to Oscar Levant: "I can see through walls."