This is David’s tattoo.
I picked out this quote because I feel like life should be like this line. Not everything needs to be in such a rush, not everything needs to be instant, and some things should be left for discovery.
And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes; 25
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
– Excerpt from “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” by T.S. Eliot. Read the whole poem here.