She says isn't it funny how every second, every minute, every day, month, year, is accounted for, capable of being named-when time, or life, is so unwieldy, so intangible and slippery? This makes her feel compassion toward the people who invented the concept of "telling time." How hopeful, she says. How beautifully futile. How perfectly human.
She reflects on how each moment, whether it's a second, minute, day, month, or year, can be precisely labeled and measured, yet time itself remains elusive, tricky, and hard to grasp. This paradox highlights the human desire to control and organize life through the concept of time, despite its intangible nature.
"She says isn't it funny how every second, every minute, every day, month, year, is accounted for, capable of being named-when time, or life, is so unwieldy, so intangible and slippery? This makes her feel compassion toward the people who invented the concept of 'telling time.' How hopeful, she says. How beautifully futile. How perfectly human."
