Luck is a feast which doesn't stay in one place

and the palm fronds of our victories, the worn light bulbs of our discoveries and the empty condoms of our great loves float with no significance against one single, lasting thing—the stream.

But when I am with Maria I love her so that I feel, literally, as though I would die and I never believed in that nor thought that it could happen. So if your life trades its seventy years for seventy hours I have that value now and I am lucky enough to know it. And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.

You go along your whole life and they seem as though they mean something and they always end up not meaning anything.

By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.' Damned fine, eh?

I suppose it is possible to live as full a life in seventy hours as on seventy years; granted that your life has been full up to the time that the seventy hours start and that you have reached a certain age.

So if your life trades its seventy years for seventy hours I have that value now and I am lucky enough to know it. And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the

I would like to have it for my whole life. You will, the other part of him said. You will. You have it _now_ and that is all your whole life is; now.

YOU DO NOT know how long you are in a river when the current moves swiftly.

Life is a breath, a passing breeze; a blade of grass, green and vibrant for a time, only to wither, die, and disappear. Soon you will be dead.

In the critical arenas of life, you cannot make up for lost time.

There is a cumulative value to investing small amounts of time in certain activities over a long period. There are rarely any immediate consequences for neglecting single installments of time in any arena of life. Neglect has a cumulative effect. here is no cumulative value to the urgent things we allow to interfere with the important things. If all of this is true, and time equals life, what is the wise thing to do as it relates to your time?