If you want to know the meaning of a year, ask a student who failed his final exam.
If you want to know the meaning of a month, ask a mother who gave birth to her child too soon.
If you want to know the meaning of a week, ask a weekly-magazine editor.
If you want to know the meaning of a hour, ask two lovers waiting for each other.
If you want to know the meaning of a minute, ask someone who’s just missed his train, his bus, his flight.
If you want to know the meaning of a second, ask a car crash survivor.
If you want to know the meaning of a millisecond, ask an Olympic athlete who won the silver medal.
Time won’t wait for anybody.
Dear Leonard,
to look life in the face, always, to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last, to know it, to love it for what it is, and then, to put it away.
Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
- “The Hours”
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