“You will never be happy if you continue to search for happiness consist of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.” – Albert Camus
I hadn’t understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long to live through, maybe, but so drawn out that they ended up flowing into one another. They lost their names. Only ‘yesterday’ and ‘tomorrow’ still had any meaning for me.
We should not say that one man’s hour is worth another man’s hour, but rather that one man during an hour is worth just as much as another man during an hour. Time is everything, man is nothing: he is at the most time’s carcass.
One must never lose time in vainly regretting the past or in complaining against the changes which cause us discomfort, for change is the essence of life.