"... there seems something else in life besides time,
something which may conveniently be called "value,"
something which is measured not by minutes or hours
but by intensity, so that when we look at our past it
does not stretch back evenly but piles up into a few
notable pinnacles, and when we look at the future it
seems sometimes a wall, sometimes a cloud, sometimes
a sun, but never a chronological chart [18]."

-- E. M. Forster (Structure of Novel)