There was George, throwing away in hideous sloth the inestimable gift of time; his valuable life, every second of which he would have to account for hereafter, passing away from him, unused…. sprawling there, sunk in soul-clogging oblivion. – Jerome K. Jerome, Three Men in a Boat (To Say Nothing of the Dog), 1889

Do you know that disease and death must needs overtake us, no matter what we are doing?… what do you wish to be doing when it overtakes you?… If you have anything better to be doing when you are so overtaken, get to work on that. – Epictetus

The more side roads you stop to explore, the less likely that life will pass you by. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com