Life is so urgent it necessitates living slow.

Every day in a life fills the whole life with expectations and memory.

Perhaps the best cure for the fear of death is to reflect that life has a beginning as well as an end.

Aptitud suple antigüedad.

Today is the oldest you've ever been, and the youngest you'll ever be again.

Each of us has... all the time there is. Those years, weeks, hours, are the sands in the glass running swiftly away. To let them drift through our fingers is tragic waste. To use them to the hilt, making them count for something, is the beginning of wisdom.

The most unhappy people in the world are those who face the days without knowing what to do with their time. But if you have more projects than you have time for, you are not going to be an unhappy person. This is as much a question of having imagination and curiosity as it is of actually making plans.

And yet we spend so much time and effort and energy on those résumé entries—entries that lose all significance as soon as our heart stops beating.

the ease with which the big crises can wipe out the small ones that seemed so critical just a moment before. All of our small anxieties and trivial preoccupations evaporate with the sudden recognition of what really matters. We are reminded of the impermanence of much that we assume is forever and the value of so much we take for granted.

Why do we spend so much of our limited time on this earth focusing on all the things that our eulogies will never cover?

vivimos nuestras vidas con prisa, intentando encontrar y ahorrar tiempo, nos encontraremos siempre faltos de él, estresados y exhaustos. «Hacia

How did it get so late so soon?" he wrote. "It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?