O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Alas! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to light the fires of passion with from day to day, that man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number.
Interpretation
What this quote means
As time passes, we realize that life is limited and precious, prompting us to cherish what remains.
In this quote, Longfellow reflects on the transient nature of life and how only as time advances do we come to understand its brevity. The metaphor of a 'Book of Human Life' illustrates the idea that each moment is a page that can be turned or lost, and it is often through the passionate experiences of life that we recognize the value of the time we have left. Ultimately, this awareness urges us to appreciate the few remaining moments and to live fully, acknowledging the finite nature of our existence.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
During a graduation speech, to inspire students to cherish their future.
More from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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