We went inside and waited: the minutes seemed like hours.

Those few minutes seemed half a morning, but he finally looked up.

Also, you can't be left alone because every minute seems like an hour.

Everything happened so fast that 90 minutes seemed like 10.

Certainly, however secure they felt, minutes had never seemed so long to them!

"The manager's just told them that 90 minutes on Saturday should seem easy now."

For some reason the nine minutes seemed to be going rather slowly.

Five minutes, but it seemed like an hour to Mark.

But the five minutes seemed like an hour to me as we hurried along.

The minute it seems as if he wants to be alone, I can go.