Quotes About Present

She accepted the permission bestowed by passion to live entirely in the present.

The present could never be held, it did not allow it.

The past doesn't change no matter how much time you spend thinking about it. Good and bad all add up to the whole. Take away one piece, no matter how small, and the whole changes. Whether it's optimism, pessimism or fatalism, I don't spend my time wishing for the past to be different so present would be different, too. I control my future with what I choose now.

The past doesn't change no matter how much time you spend thinking about it. Good and bad all add up to the whole. Take away one piece, no matter how small, and the whole changes. Whether it's optimism, pessimism or fatalism, I don't spend my time wishing for the past to be different so the present would be different, too. I control my future with what I choose now. I'm the only one who does.

A prophet is one who sees what is happening and being done in the present that they can tell us what will happen to us if we do not change now, immediately, turning from our present course.

Live more and more in the Present, which is ever beautiful and stretches away beyond the limits of the past and the future.

Ask the river, where it comes from? You will get no answer. Ask the river, where is it going? You will get no answer, because the river lives inside this very moment; neither in the past nor in the future, in this very moment only!

Do not bother about to be recorded in history, try not to become a thing of the past!

For most of the people there is no today and there is no tomorrow; for them, there is only the past times! Leave your past to live your today and to live your tomorrow!

For the people whose minds are in the past, even a heavy rain cannot bring them to the present time!

Man often thinks of either his past or his future and in the mean time today passes like a fast train, disappearing forever on the horizon of life!

Today is the best day for anything and for everything! It is the only door you have; it is the only key you have!

There exists only the present instant... a Now which always and without end is itself new. There is no yesterday nor any tomorrow, but only Now, as it was a thousand years ago and as it will be a thousand years hence.

A day, whether six or seven years ago or whether six thousand years ago, is just as near to the present as yesterday. Why? Because all time is contained in now.

The past is history, the future's a mystery. If you've got a foot in each, you're pissing on today.

Always living for a better tomorrow or running from a numbing past, we inhabit this present moment like a shabby motel on the way to somewhere else. In doing this, we cheapen and degrade our only possession, which is simply this moment and right here and now. If pressed, we really couldn't say where it is that we're in such a rush to get to.

It is the calendar that says: "Right now is the time. Who could want another?

And no, I am not capable of experiencing the present with the same sort of attention to detail. But once the present becomes the past I seem to have no problem attending to it obsessively. : )

The reality was that while they might have eternity, there was violence on the horizon. And in the present. She wasn't intending on ignoring it. She couldn't. But she wasn't going to ignore them either. Just kiss me, ---." A look of hesitation crossed his face, but he didn't push her away. He swept her legs from under her and lifted her into his arms. " -Darkest Mercy (p 28)

You already gave me forever, Aislinn. I'm asking for a chance at right now.

Beauty is the first present nature gives to women and the first it takes away.

Memory has ambushed her again, slamming down a wall between her and the present moment. Sometimes it comes in order, like a story, sometimes in flashes, like a series of snapshots. Sometimes it comes in a split second, cutting through the middle of another thought. It grabs her and won't let her pay attention to what is being said around her. Other times it just settles softly down on her like a pillow, cutting off air.

Were it not Folly, Spider-like to spin The Thread of present Life away to win - What? for ourselves, who know not if we shall Breathe out the very Breath we now breathe in.

Todo nuestro presente estaba hecho de pasado.