Life is half spent before we know what it is.

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

Half my life is an act of revision.

Half of life is fucking up, the other half is dealing with it.

thinking remembering how his uncle had said that all man had was time, all that stood between him and the death he feared and abhorred was time yet he spent half of it inventing ways of getting the other half past:

We have so much time and so little to do. Strike that, reverse it.

how we seek to spend our time may depend on how much time we perceive ourselves to have.

We are more likely to busy ourselves with finding things to do than in doing with our might the work that is in our hands already.

Why should we live with such hurry and waste of life? We are determined to be starved before we are hungry. Men say that a stitch in time saves nine, and so they take a thousand stitches today to save nine tomorrow.

Life is what happens to us while we are making other plans.

"Of course we all try and save time. Cutting corners, little short cuts. But no matter how much time you save, at the end of your life, there's no extra time saved up. You'll be going "what do you mean there's no time?

We must use time creatively.

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour and with that one, is what we are doing.

So much of our time is preparation, so much is routine, and so much retrospect, that the path of each man's genius contracts itself to a very few hours.