Don't forget to live. Seneca, Epistles 5.45.12-13

Seneca advises Lucilius to live now. To make decisions that matter now, and follow through with action now. Time is not waiting for us; the moments we neglect to use are lost. This is not for Seneca an occasion for despair, but inspiration to get out now and do things that matter to us.


Quid ergo? non eo potius curam transferes, ut ostendas omnibus magno temporis impendio quaeri supervacua et multos transisse vitam dum vitae instrumenta conquirunt? Recognosce singulos, considera universos: nullius non vita spectat in crastinum. Quid in hoc sit mali quaeris? Infinitum. Non enim vivunt sed victuri sunt: omnia differunt. Etiamsi attenderemus, tamen nos vita praecurreret; nunc vero cunctantes quasi aliena transcurrit et ultimo die finitur, omni perit. Sed ne epistulae modum excedam, quae non debet sinistram manum legentis implere, in alium diem hanc litem cum dialecticis differam nimium subtilibus et hoc solum curantibus, non et hoc. Vale.


What to do, then? Shall you not rather redirect your anxious attention, aiming to show everyone that most of our time is wasted in pursuit of utterly empty things, and that many leave this life still chasing after the means to continue it? Look closely at the individuals near you, and consider the condition of everyone in the world: there is no person whose life does not look always to the morrow. What is the evil in this, you ask? It is too much for us to reckon. People do not live; instead, they are always about to live. They put off everything. Even if we were to reach after life, hastening ardently to attain her, still she would run ahead of us. As things are, however, she dashes by like a total stranger, while we dither, and in our final day we lose the hope deferred each and every day before. But I will defer to another day my quarrel with pedants, who care only for one thing and examine it too closely. I don't want to exceed the proper limit of an epistle, which should not entirely fill the reader's left hand (†). Farewell.


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(†) The original version of Seneca's letter would be a scroll, rolled out between the hands.