Augustine of Hippo
He has sought refuge within himself, as if he were bruised and battered in public, engaging in quiet dialogue in the depths of his heart. Let him share the nature of his reflections. There is nothing amiss within him. Consider his thoughts: he is within the confines of his home, pondering the days of old. No one reproaches him, no one admonishes him for his words, nor criticizes his thoughts. May his heart find peace, may God aid him: let him reflect upon the ancient times and reveal to us the contemplations of his innermost being—where he has traversed, where he has taken up residence. I have contemplated the days of yore and remembered eternal epochs. What are these eternal epochs, indeed? It is a profound consideration. See if such a thought demands anything other than deep reverence.
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Away from the din outside, from humanity's unrest, let those who desire to think on these eternal epochs remain still within. Are these the years we inhabit now, or those of our forebears, or of our successors? It is uncertain if any of these should be deemed eternal. How much of these years remains? Observe that we speak, saying, "This year": but what do we possess of this year except for the one day that is present? The past days of this year are gone and cannot return; yet the days ahead are not yet upon us. We exist in a single day when we proclaim, “this year.” Rather, it is more appropriate to declare “today” if one wishes to reference anything that exists now. In terms of the entire year, what of the present do we have? That which has passed is no more; what lies ahead has not yet arrived: how, then, can we speak of this year? Adjust your language to call it “today.” Speak truthfully; from this moment onward, I shall say, “today.” Furthermore, consider again that the morning has elapsed, while future hours are yet to come. Therefore, let us refine this to say “this hour.” And in this hour, what remains? Portions of it have already transpired, while future moments are still awaited. Rather say, "this moment". Which moment? As I articulate these syllables, the latter cannot be spoken until the former has passed: in a single syllable, if it consists of two letters, the second letter cannot be pronounced until the first has elapsed. What do we possess in these years? These years are ever-changing: we ought to contemplate the eternal years, years that endure and do not consist of fleeting days; years, as Scripture asserts, in speaking to God, “But Thou art the same, and Thy years shall not end.” These are the years reflected upon by the man who leaps not in idle chatter, but in solemn contemplation.