No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.

It's such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.

When you are measuring life, you are not living it.

I wrote articles about rich athletes who, for the most part, could not care less about people like me.
.. My days were full, yet I remained, much of the time, unsatisfied.
What happened to me?

Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left? He would not wither. He would not be ashamed of dying.

With endless time, nothing is special. With no loss or sacrifice, we can’t appreciate what we have