The Credit Card of Life

Time CardRecently, time became an issue, as it often does, prompting The eLFonian to realise the value of this precious resource. At the same time, a story on the value of time came across the desk which is worthy of sharing. Appearing in a high school newsletter, the story’s origins are unknown.

“How did it get so late so soon?” – Dr. Seuss

Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $1,440. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day is deleted.

What would you do? Draw out every dollar, of course!!!

Each of us has such a bank. Its name is Time. Every morning, it credits you with 1,440 minutes. Every night it writes off as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose. It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.

Every day it opens a fresh account for you. Every night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day’s deposits, the loss is yours. There is no going back. There is no drawing against “tomorrow.” You must live on today’s deposits.

Invest it so as to get from it the most in health, happiness and success! The clock is running. Make the most of today.

To realise the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realise the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
To realise the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realise the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realise the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed a train.
To realise the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realise the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal at the Olympics.

Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time with. And remember time waits for no one.

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present.

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eLFy note: The first portion of this work is referred to by Miller who cites the source as anonymous (Miller, 2003). The second portion of this work is also from an anonymous source and appears on several websites (for example, Board of Wisdom) as a variation of a quote attributed to Marc Levy (Goodreads).

Miller, J. A. (2003). Yes, there is something you can do – 150 Prayers, Poems and Meditations for Time of Need, Massachusetts: Fair Winds Press
Board of Wisdom. Retrieved 22 October 2015
Goodreads. Retrieved on 22 October 2015.

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About The eLFonian

An observer of Cyberian culture and an avid student of life - its mysteries, its intricacies, its wonders, its creation and, its future.
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2 Responses to The Credit Card of Life

  1. I learned a little ‘fact’ this week which I think is a good companion to your post. People overestimate what they can achieve in a year, but underestimate what they can achieve in 10. The psychology of time perception is a very interesting one. I’m now fully relating to the Dr. Seuss quote, especially now that I’m prematurely retired – why is it that I still don’t have enough hours (minutes/seconds) in the day?!

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    • The eLFonian says:

      eLFonia runs on one 37.27 hour day and one 45.68 day as the planet moves from one moon to the other (gravity is an interesting concept on eLFonia – one day it’s up, the next day it’s down). Even with all this time, it’s still not enough. It’s never enough. Hence, the copious amounts of java.


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