Half our life is spent trying to find something to do with the time we have rushed through life trying to save.

Are not half our lives spent in reproaches for foregone actions, of the true nature and consequences of which we were wholly ignorant at the time?

Only so much of life do I know as I have lived.

We are what we are, and half of what we are is what we are not.

Compared to what we ought to be, we are only half awake.

Most people go through life using up half their energy trying to protect a dignity they never had.

Half the confusion in the world comes from not knowing how little we need.

We hear and apprehend only what we already half know.

We live in an age when we have forgotten what life is all about.

A half knowledge of another's life mostly does injustice to the life unknown.

It takes half your life before you discover life is a do-it-yourself project.

Where is the Life we lost in living?

We spend our lives telling ourselves the story of past and future, while the reality of the present goes largely unexplored. Now we live in ignorance of the freedom and simplicity of consciousness, prior to the arising of thought.

Don't you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you're not taking advantage of it? Do you realize you've lived nearly half the time you have to live already?