Quotes About Continuity

Time is a part of eternity, and of the same piece with it.

Mans true taproots are nourished in the sequence of generations, and he loses his taproots in disrupted developmental time, not in abandoned localities.

Nothing's ever entirely new. It's more a matter of what gets picked up from the past at each time.

Baseball, because of its continuity over the space of America and the time of America, is a place where memory gathers.

When a candle burns down, and you pass the flame to a new one, you get a new candle; but what about the flame? It's the same flame that used to be on the old candle, ain't? And that flame can pass from candle to candle thousands of times, as many times as you have candles. Size of the candle doesn't matter, nor the color, whether it's a beautiful candle or a cheesy one...One dying candle lights two new ones, ain't? Two from one. Ten from one.

A hundred years from now? All new people.

The desire forcontinuity of being-loved-alone seems to me the error bred in the bone of man. For there is no one-and-only, as a friend of mine once said in a similar discussion, there are just one-and-only moments.

We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity—in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern. The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even.

When we talk about our lives, long or short, brief and tragic or enduring beyond comprehension, we impose a continuity on them, and that continuity is a lie.

In a real way, eternity is merely the living of one human lifetime after another.

The idea was simply that there was somebody who knew everything, somebody who had seen everything. I did not mean by this that a Supreme Being existed, but rather that there was on earth a continual intelligence, a continual awareness. And I thought of it in practical terms that excited me and soothed me simultaneously.

Un monumento non ti dice che questo o quell'altro uomo è passato di lì, ma che ciò che ha provato in un punto del tempo e dello spazio continua. La luna che illuminava allora New Orleans sorge ancora. Finché saranno in piedi quei monumenti, essa sorgerà ancora. Questa sensazione, almeno qua... e là... resta identica.

Past is past... no it's not! People are always fond of saying that, but what's past is never past; not entirely.

Of course. We go around and around in this world, and here we go again.

the past is never dead. It's not even past.

I am old enough to know that time passing is just a trick, a convenience. Everything is always there, still unfolding, still happening. The past, the present, and the future, in the noggin eternally, like brushes, combs and ribbons in a handbag.

Everything in our culture is part of a hierarchy between yesterday, today, and tomorrow. We don't get to jump all the way ahead.

Our path, our sense of spirituality demands great earnestness, dedication, sincerity & continuity.

Hinduism, with its tradition of openness, tolerance and acceptance of the Divine in the most diverse forms imaginable, 'could perhaps more easily than any other faith develop, without loss of continuity with its past, into a universal religion…

In the indigenous world, we assign sacred value to circles. But sometimes a circle just means you keep returning to the same shit again and again. This book is a series of circles, sacred and profane.

Life isn't one thing after another, it's the same thing over and over.

Day buries day; month, month; and year the year: Our life is but a chain of many deaths.

Life ends with the previous thought It is resurrected with the subsequent One

You don't have a family doctor anymore like you did when you were a kid, who treated you throughout your life.