Quotes About Present

Impending death had a way of unexpectedly unearthing the past so that it came together with the present in an unholy coupling.

A chasm separates that memory from this moment.

I am so behind that yesterday catches up with tomorrow.

He thinks of his loving sister, and the narrow, confined life she lived that never seemed that way to her, and how much she enriched their lives. He was her "precious baby," never aging for her, just as she never aged. Strangers might feel sorry for Baby Mol, but if they'd understood how happy she was, how fully she lived in the present, inhabiting each second, they'd have been envious.

What is worry but fear of what the future holds? Baby Mol lives completely in the present and is spared all worry.

These everyday, unremarkable noises of her youth are now, with the passing of her cherished loved ones, an ode to memory, bearing the past into the present. It is the hour for gracious ghosts.

Mirad had asked for peace for his birthday. Imagine, a boy of thirteen who asks for peace as a birthday present. When I heard that I cried.

Make arrangements, yet don't live for tomorrow. Live throughout today. As you get up every morning, be thankful that you are given one more day to take in more lessons. You are given more opportunities to get on track, to live all the more genuinely and transparently, to love more, and to give more.

God's call on our lives is often surprising and usually is based on God's ability to see how our various elements in the past might fit together to accomplish God's purposes in the present.

That's what Proust calls it. On those rare occasions when the miracle of an analogy had made me escape from the present. That's the only real life, the only thing that makes you know you're alive - the backward ache. That's what music is.

A shield. That's what the memories were, the ones that had risen in her with such force of late. A barricade thrown up against the depredations of the present.

An old impatience returned, the kind I had experienced when I started as a therapist: the urge to search for the moments in their past that contained the key to liberating them in the present.

Use your imagination only on the future, never on the present or the past.

The work of art shows people new directions and thinks of the future. The house thinks of the present.

To-day harden not your hearts. Yesterday is the past of sin and misery. To-day is the present of divine grace and man's faith. Tomorrow is eternity, full of joy and glory. To-day is the turning-point, the crisis, the seed-time.

But in instances where I could not substantiate a physical or emotional detail, I turned to memory, knowing full well that it is revisionist and that each time we remember something, we alter it slightly, massaging our perspective and layering it with new understanding in order to make meaning in the present.

I live for the moment - not the future, not the past.

Nothing is to come, and nothing past: But an eternal now, does always last.

I don't like to dwell on the past.

You can't live off your past.

The past is past and I guess if you live in the past, you cease to live.

It's very important to go pitch-by-pitch and game-by-game and not getting too far ahead of myself. In the past, it was trying to make up for a bad game and thinking ahead and what do I have to do to fix this.

A feeling for history is almost an essential for writing and appreciating good science fiction, for sensing the connections between the past and future that run through our present.

Only in retrospect can I find clues to my father's gayness. Sometimes the dull detritus of our pasts become glaring strands once you realize they form a pattern, a lighted path to the present.