Of all the things in the world I find most beautiful and terrifying, time is foremost among them. Time is guaranteed to take everyone that you ever loved away from you—whether in life or in death. Ultimately, it is also guaranteed to take the world and you yourself away from you.
There is no stopping it. There is no way to know who it will take, in what order, or when.
Of course time is also responsible for delivering to you everything that you will ever love in the first place. This caveat merely makes its power so much the more strange and unapproachably sovereign.
Conventional wisdom tells one to “live in the moment,” but no matter how intently one attempts to do this the moment always seems to go long before you are able to get any living done.