"we never keep to the present. we recall the past; we anticipate the future as if we found it too slow in coming and were trying to hurry it up, or we recall the past to say it was to rapid in flight. we are so unwise that we wander about in times that do not belong to us, and do not think of the only one that does; so vain that we dream of times that are not and blindly flee the only one that is. the fact is that the present usually hurts. we thrust it out of sight because it distresses us, and if we find it enjoyable, we are sorry to see it slip away"والله ÙŠØمي لي من الشر, واعذروني خطاياي