No one is found who is willing to distribute his money,yet how many does each one of us distribute his life! In guarding their fortune men are often closefisted, yet when it comes to matter of wasting time,in the case of one thing in which it is right to be miserly, they show themselves most prodigal.
How many have been robbed you of life when you were not aware of what you were losing,how much was taken up in useless sorrow, in foolish joy, in greedy desire,in the allurements of the society,you will perceive that you are dying before your season.
You live as if you are destined to live forever, no thought of your frailty ever enters your head, of how much time has already gone by you take no heed.
You squander time as if you drew from a full abundant supply, though all the while that day which you bestow on some person or thing is perhaps your last. You have all the fears of mortals and all the desires of immortals.
Are you not ashamed to reserve for yourself only the remnant of life, and to set apart for wisdom only that time which cannot be devoted to business?
Life will follow the path it started upon and will neither reverse nor check its course; it will make no noise, it will not remind you of its swiftness. Silent it will glide on: it will not prolong itself at the command of a king, or at the applause of the populace. Just as it started on the first day, so will it run; nowhere will it turn aside, nowhere will it delay.
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