Quotes About Continuity

We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.

Laws of motion of any kind only become comprehensible to man when he can examine arbitrarily selected units of that motion. But at the same time it is this arbitrary division of continuous motion into discontinuous units which give rise to a large proportion of human error.

there is and can be no beginning to any event, for one event always flows uninterruptedly from another. The

A genealogy is a striking way of bringing before us the continuity of God's purpose through the ages. The process of history is not haphazard. There is a purpose in it all. And the purpose is the purpose of God.

All perishes, all decays, all is born again.

Ah well, 'tis the way of the world -- births and deaths, births and deaths.

He had only seen and heard the world as it always was: no boundaries, only transitions through all distances and time.

But as long as you remember what you have seen, then nothing is gone. As long as you remember, it is part of this story we have together.

The same, yet not the same

We should to do it," he said. "Today of all days." "We're accepting congratulations for doing nothing." "We're reassuring the people of continuity in the face of tragedy.

Take the time to understand what's behind your success. It's the best way to ensure it will continue.

If things are real, they're there all the time.

There are proofs that date back to the Greeks that are still valid today.

I think there's value in experience and observations that link past to present.

death was just a natural part of the cycle of renewal, and that life should be seen not as a two-hundred-hard hurdle with a tape to reach before anyone else, but more like a relay race without end, and only one team.

Segmentar la historia es realizar un ejercicio arbitrario; en rigor, es imposible precisar el origen exacto de un acontecimiento histórico, igual que es imposible precisar su exacto final: todo acontecimiento tiene su origen en un acontecimiento anterior, y éste en otro anterior, y éste en otro anterior, y así hasta el infinito, porque la historia es como la materia y en ella nada se crea ni se destruye: sólo se transforma.

Yet the past is ever with us and all that we are and that we have comes from the past. We are its products and we live immersed in it. Not to understand it and feel it as something living within us is not to understand the present. To combine it with the present and extend it to the future, to break from it where it cannot be so united, to make of all this the pulsating and vibrating material for thought and action—that is life.

Atunci când tr?ieÅŸti, nu se întâmpl? nimic. Decorul se schimb?, oamenii intr? sau ies, asta e totul. Începuturi nu exist? niciodat?. Zilele se adaug? la alte zile f?r? rim? ÅŸi f?r? motiv, e o adiÅ£iune interminabil? ÅŸi monotona. Nici sfârÅŸit nu exist?; nimeni nu p?r?seÅŸte vreodat? o femeie, un prieten, un oraÅŸ dintr-o dat?.

I keep telling this story - different people, different places, different times - but always you, always me, always this story, because a story is a tight rope between two worlds.

I think writing is a process that starts long before the writers are actually writers and probably goes on long afterward. It's rather like the way the Arabs weave rugs. They don't stop. They just cut them off at a certain spot on the loom. There is no particular beginning or end.

History has had you - and me too. My hand has brushed against yours for centuries.

They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it? By forgetting. We cannot keep in mind too many things. There is only the present and nothing to remember

The future id foretold from the past and the future is only possible because of the past. Without past and future, the present is partial.

This collection of scattered thoughts and observations has little order or continuity; it was begun to give pleasure to a good mother who thinks for herself.