why we aren’t findingtime to live
Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river that sweeps me along,but I am the river; it is a tiger that rips me apart, but I am the tiger; it is afire that consumes me, but I am the fire.
—Jorge Luis Borges
Let’s not look elsewhere for the basic reasons for a sense ofhaving too little time: our desires have increased much morequickly than the available time.
—Jean-Louis Servan-Schreiber, The Art of Time
Think of many things—do one.
There were times when I could not afford to sacrifice the bloom of thepresent moment to any work.… Sometimes, in a summer morning …I sat in my sunny doorstep from sunrise till noon, rapt in a revery, ...