We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; 
In feelings, not in figures on a dial. 
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives 
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best. 
And he whose heart beats quickest lives the longest: 
Lives in one hour more than in years do some 
Whose fat blood sleeps as it slips along their veins. 
Life’s but a means unto an end; that end, 
Beginning, mean, and end to all things—God. 
The dead have all the glory of the world.

Philip James Bailey

**Painting: Anna Pavlova by Sir John Lavery

7 thoughts on “We Live in Deeds not Years”

1. Gorgeous painting, wonderful poem.

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   • Why is it so difficult to keep the sentiment in mind, I wonder.

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2. Yes, I love both the painting and the poem also. Thanks Adrienne!

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   • Have a joyful day, Carla!

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3. Uplifting! thank you

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4. Important to remember – Thank you! 💜💜

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   • You’re welcome, Kate!

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