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Autumn Rails
Imagine for a moment that there's a bank that
credits your account each morning with $86,400.
It carries over no balance from day to day.
Every evening deletes whatever part of the
balance you failed to use during the day.
What would you do?  Draw out all of it, of course!
There's no point in saving it, if it'll be gone the next day.
Each of us has such a bank.  Its name is time.
Every morning, it credits us with 86,400 seconds.
Every night, it writes off whatever we've
failed to invest to good purpose.
It carries no balance.  It allows no overdraft.
Each day, it opens a new account for us.
Each night, it burns the remains of the day.
No going back, no drawing against tomorrow's funds.
We live in the present, with today's allotment of moments.
It's our job to make every moment count.
-- Author Unknown
"We who lived before railways belong to another world.
It was only yesterday, but what a gulf between now and then!
The thing about doesn't matter where they're going.
What matters is deciding to get on.  
-- The Polar Express
Then was the old world:  stagecoaches, horses, knights
in armor, Druids, Norman invaders, Roman legions,
highwaymen . . . all these belong to the old period.
Railroad starts the new era.  We who lived before
railways, and survive out of the ancient world,
are like Noah and his family out of the ark."
The following is a quote from William Thackeray, who lived
from 1811 to 1863.  -- Nancy