But please, I beg of you: do not squander the gift. Do not squander the gift, and do not regard the gift as anything but a gift.
Do not wait to start living, do not let yourself know a life that isn’t living. You will have your time to die, you can be sure of it— do not spend this life dying. Life is for living, and death is for dying— do not let the two bleed into one another.
And when it is your time, travel lightly to your deathbed, without the weight of regret. And if you must carry regret, let it be of things done, things said— not things not done, things unsaid.
THE CLOSET MYSTIC 