Having willingly, and gladly, found ourselves out, the remedy is straight before us.
Nature is on the side of leisure and will come to our aid with higher standards of quiet, the possibilities of which are always in every one's brain, if we only look to find them.
To sit five minutes quietly taking long breaths to get a sense of leisure every day will be of very great help--and then when we find ourselves hurrying, let us stop and recall the best quiet we know--that need only take a few seconds, and the gain is sure to follow.
_Festina lente_ (hasten slowly) should be in the back of our brains all day and every day.
"'T is haste makes waste, the sage avers, And instances are far too plenty; Whene'er the hasty impulse stirs, Put on the brake, Festina Lente.".