"We get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."
~Paul Bowles
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I just said something like this in an email to a friend this afternoon. She was talking about Marjory Stoneman Douglas not really getting rolling with the Everglades until she was - what? 79? - and then made the point that we had lots of time left.
I just laughed, and pointed out to her that, at 66, I might have twenty good years. If I'm lucky. That's not much time. The clock is ticking, and decisions about what to do with each day are more important than we realize.
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