Time
"I'm sorry, but I don't have the time." How often do we find ourselves or hear others making this common everyday statement? I'm sure each of us at one time or another has also heard: "Ask a busy person; somehow they seem to find the time." So what is the meaning behind this little four-letter word spelled T-I-M-E? Suppose you had a bank that credited your account each morning with $86,400, that carried over no balance from day to day, and allowed you to keep no cash in your account, and every evening cancelled whatever part of that amount you had failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course! Well, we do have such a bank and its name is "TIME." Every morning it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it rules off as lost whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no balance and allows no overdrafts. If you fail to use the day's deposit, the loss is yours. There is no going back, no drawing against "tomorrow". So, we must invest our seconds so that they will give us the utmost in health, happiness, and success...and I add in eternal things, of which lasts forever and is not something which is laid up that moths do destroy and burns in the fire...
From "The Swiss American"
