The key question to keep asking is, Are you spending your time on the right things? Because time is all you have.
Somehow she knew that you didn’t get many moments like this in your life: moments when you knew, without any doubt, that you were alive, when you felt the air in your lungs and the wet grass beneath your feet and the cotton on your skin; moments when you were completely in the present, when neither the past nor the future mattered.
dark-raven:
He always returned to where it began but could never return to where he began because he had travelled so far from that incipience from which he had come into being. There would be no return for time’s arrow only pointed one way, one way all at once.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.
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John Burroughs, The Summit of the Years (via bookoasis)
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Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on a summer day listening to the murmur of water or watching the clouds float across the sky, is hardly a waste of time.
yelling at me
from down the street
the day
who walks so quickly..
I put on my shoes
Time has a wonderful way of showing us what really matters.
Time grabs you by the hand and pulls you fast. Sometimes faster. And we don’t notice at first because we’re all still shocked at being alive.
Time is priceless, but it’s free. You can’t own it, you can use it. You can spend it. But you can’t keep it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.