A northerner passing a rundown looking place in the South, stopped to
chat with the farmer. He noticed the hogs running wild and explained
that in the North the farmers fattened their hogs much faster by
shutting them in and feeding them well.
"Hell!" replied the southerner, "What's time to a hog."
Dost thou love life? Then waste not time; for time is the stuff that
life is made of.--_Benjamin Franklin_.
Time fleeth on,
Youth soon is gone,
Naught earthly may abide;
Life seemeth fast,
But may not last
It runs as runs the tide.
--_Leland_.
_See also_ Scientific management.