Quotes About Present

I've developed a new philosophy... I only dread one day at a time.

I have a new philosophy. I'm only going to dread one day at a time.

If I were given the opportunity to present a gift to the next generation, it would be the ability for each individual to learn to laugh at himself.

This is my report on how to live... They say the best way is just to live one day at a time... If you try to live seven days at a time, the week will be over before you know it...

I guess it's wrong always to be worrying about tomorrow. Maybe we should think about today..." "No, that's giving up... I'm still hpoing that yesterday will get better.

Life is easier if you only Dread one day at a time.

It is good to appreciate that life is now. Whatever it offers, little or much, life is now – this day – this hour.

The best beer in the world is the one in my hand.

Remembering becomes a power in the present because the God who once acted for me is the living God who today makes me sure of what he has done." —MEDITATING ON THE WORD

Enjoy the elastic present, which can accommodate as little or as much as you want to put in there. Stretch it out, live inside of it.

This, then, is my choice: I can allow the events of my life to happen to me. Or I can take those very same actions and make them my own. I can live in my own present, risk failure, be assured of failure.

Worry was my mother's mechanic, her mechanism for engaging with the machinery of living. Worry was an anchor for her, a hook, something to clutch on to in the world. Worry was a box to live inside of, worry a mechanism for evading the present, for re-creating the past, for dealing with the future.

You forget that your life is a short window, that you are stuck in the present, forget how your life is still here, waiting for you, wondering where you are, going on without you. You forget that people know who you are, think about you, might even be happy to see you

You live like this long enough, a life without chances, you lose your bearings. A life without danger. A life without the risk of Now. In any event, what do I need with Now? Now, I think, is overrated. Now hasn't been working out so great for me. Now never has.

Move forward, into the empty plane. Find the book you wrote, and read it until the end, but don't turn the last page yet, keep stalling, see how long you can keep expanding the infinitely expandable moment. Enjoy the elastic present, which can accommodate as little or as much as you want to put in there. Stretch it out, live inside of it.

Worry was a box to live inside of, worry a mechanism for evading the present, for the re-creating the past, for dealing with the future.

Should have made you a bet, because, hey, guess what, got a loaded gun in my underwear so it tuns out I was right. Not that I can complain. Had some good years. My life, in a nutshell: 0-8 yrs. happy, no reason; 9-19 happy, wrong reasons; 20-33 unhappy for all the right reasons, 34 to present moment, unhappy, looking for a reason.

The key question of time travel," my father says, "is this: How do we know what it means to perceive an event as presently occurring, rather than as a memory of a past event? How can we tell present from past? And how do we move the infinitesimal window

Éramos criaturas do presente e não uma produção do passado nem uma promessa do futuro. Éramos aceites tal como éramos sem rótulos de "Quem é Quem" e registos de rendimentos.

If you made it to the end of the day, then it was a good day. You didn't think any further ahead than that. The future was a mystery.

I just don't want to live like I used to. And at some point, I'm going to put a gag order on myself in terms of talking about the past. I've got to slam the door and deal with the present and the future.

One must know combinations, one must have a true knowledge of food to be in the moment.

Their past is my present, and when I look at them I can hear their voices quite clearly, just the way they were, every one of them, every single one. I love the sound of children's voices, especially in the early morning, the sound of their half-whispered chatter and their secret laughter.

It's of no use to look back and say, "I should have been different." At any given moment, we are the way we are, and we see what we're able to see. For that reason, guilt is always inappropriate.