It is time alone that bridges every gap, time that closes every space. The only thing aside from time is love, which is able yet fragile, with a tendency toward the miraculous moment.
The wider the space spanned by time, the shorter time becomes. The pace at which we live matters not, for time was short from the outset and grows only shorter.
Time comes with knowledge, knowledge with time. In time we perceive and so are blessed according to whatever time is left us.
It is impossible to live fast, to catch up to things we did not do, though this is the inclination born in the moment of revelation. We must merely become according to the season, and fully so. This is wisdom.