Quotes About Present

The angel of death can teach us to live every day as if it is the last day of our lives, as if there may be no tomorrow. We can begin each day by saying, "I am awake, I see the sun. I am going to give my gratitude to the sun and to everything and everyone, because I am still alive. One more day to be myself.

The best way to say, "I love you, God," is to live your life doing your best. The best way to say, "Thank you, God," is by letting go of the past and living in the present moment, right here and now. Whatever life takes away from you, let it go.

We become aware that we can die at any moment; we have just the present to be alive. The truth is that we don't know if we are going to die tomorrow. Who knows? We have the idea that we have many years in the future. But do we?

No te inquietes por el futuro; mantén tu atención en el día de hoy y permanece en el momento presente.

if you take action just for the sake of doing it, without expecting a reward, you will find that you enjoy every action you do. Rewards will come, but you are not attached to the reward.

Porque el ángel de la muerte se lleva consigo el pasado para que la vida pueda continuar. Se lleva de cada momento pasado la parte que está muerta, y nosotros continuamos viviendo en el presente.

Man can only be certain about the present moment. But is that quite true either? Can he really know the present? Is he in a position to make any judgment about it? Certainly not. For how can a person with no knowledge of the future understand the meaning of the present? If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?

There would seem to be nothing more obvious, more tangible and palpable than the present moment. And yet it eludes us completely. All the sadness of life lies in that fact. In the course of a single second, our senses of sight, of hearing, of smell, register (knowingly or not) a swarm of events and a parade of sensations and ideas passes through our head. Each instant represents a little universe, irrevocably forgotten in the next instant.

Now time has a very different look; it is no longer the conquering present capturing the future; it is the present conquered and captured and carried off by the past.

That is why she dislikes dreams: they impose an unacceptable equivalence among the various periods of the same life, a leveling contemporaneity of everything a person has ever experienced; they discredit the present by denying it its privileged status.

Everyone is wrong about the future. Man can only be certain about the present moment. But is that quite true either? Can he really know the present? Is he in a position to make any judgment about it? Certainly not. For how can a person with no knowledge of the future understand the meaning of the present? If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred?

Once upon a time I too thought that the future was the only competent judge of our works and actions. Later on I understood that chasing after the future is the worst conformism of all, a craven flattery of the mighty. For the future is always mightier than the present. It will pass judgement on us, of course. And without any competence.

Just as someone in pain is linked by his groans to the present moment (and is entirely outside past and future), so someone bursting out in such ecstatic laughter is without memory and desire, for he is emitting his shout into the world's present moment and wishes to know only that.

in that state he is unaware of his age, his wife, his children, his worries, and so he has no fear, because the source of fear is in the future, and a person freed of the future has nothing to fear.

When we study, discuss, analyze a reality, we analyze it as it appears in our mind, in our memory. We know reality only in the past tense. We do not know it as it is in the present, in the moment when it's happening, when it is. The present moment is unlike the memory of it. Remembering is not the negative of forgetting. Remembering is a form of forgetting. [...] We die without knowing what we have lived.

But though predictions may be wrong, they are right about the people who voice them, not about their future but about their experience of the present moment

Love is the glorification of the present

All predictions are wrong, that's one of the few certainties granted to mankind. But though predictions may be wrong, they are right about the people who voice them, not about their future but about their experience of the present moment.

?ovjek prolazi kroz sadašnjost vezanih o?iju. Smije samo naslu?ivati i naga?ati što zapravo doživljava. Tek poslije, kad mu skinu rubac s o?iju, može pogledati u prošlost i ustanoviti što je proživio i kakvog to ima smisla.

Can he really know the present? Is he in a position to make any judgment about it? Certainly not. For how can a person with no knowledge of the future understand the meaning of the present? If we do not know what future the present is leading us toward, how can we say whether this present is good or bad, whether it deserves our concurrence, or our suspicion, or our hatred? In

There would seem to be nothing more obvious, more tangible and palpable than the present moment. And yet it eludes us completely. All the sadness of life lies in that fact.

After all, when you give someone a present, you want to do so out of love, you want to give your friend a piece of heart!

El ser humano sólo puede estar seguro del momento presente. Pero ¿es realmente asi? ¿Puede de hecho conocer el presente? ¿Es acaso capaz de juzgarlo? Claro que no. Porque ¿Cómo podría comprender el sentido del presente el que no conoce el porvenir? Si no sabemos hacia qué porvenir nos conduce el presente, ¿Cómo podríamos decirnos que ese presente es bueno o malo, que merece nuestra adhesión, nuestra desconfianza o nuestro odio?

Se estudamos, discutimos, analisamos uma realidade, analisamo-la tal como aparece no nosso espírito, na nossa memória. Só conhecemos a realidade no tempo passado. Não a conhecemos tal como é no momento presente, no momento em que ela se passa, em que ela é. Ora o momento presente não se assemelha à sua recordação. A recordação não é a negação do esquecimento. A recordação é uma forma de esquecimento.