Quotes About Moment

Collin admired this man a minute more, unable to remove his eyes from the reflection, barely even remembering to breathe. He never noticed the slender, short brunette standing behind his shoulder, also taking in his reflection, until she whistled in appreciation.

Collin Boyd stepped off the Metro bus on his way to work, and across the street he saw himself strolling down the sidewalk. A stubborn

He straightened quickly and looked round at her. "Oh, Claire!" He patted the breast pocket of his shirt, making a hollow drumming

It's life, and ours, exist only because of a myriad of synchronicities that bring us to this particular place at this particular moment. In return for such a gift, the only sane response is to glitter in reply.

If there is meaning in the past and in the imagined future, it is captured in the moment. When you have all the time in the world, you can spend it, not on going somewhere, but on being where you are.

Carpe per diem - seize the check.

you shouldn't miss opportunities to live life. It could always be your last chance.

You never really know how much one small single act can change things.

It's a tough moment when you have to confront the level of your own complacency.

power for a while. It was while

He thought of the man he'd seen seconds

His Blazer shot forward, sliding just a little. "I'll be

Stop looking at me like that. Sorry, I just wanted to savor the moment, Mom replied. What moment? I asked. You're in first place, she said, and then began washing the windows.

I was thinking what everyone is thinking all of the time: How can I make this last just a little bit longer?

Tomorrow was a big day in Storm. She didn't want to miss one moment of it.

He didn't know why she was standing so close , much less touching him, but he didn't have time to worry about it.

Every passing moment is the passing of life; every moment of life is life itself.

One day—and it only takes one moment to change your life forever—

As A-ma said, every story, every dream, every waking minute of our lives is filled with one fateful coincidence after another.

A single moment changes destinies.

We froze. Neither of us moving, simply staring at each other, wondering if the other was going to move first. You are, he whispered, uncommonly stirring. He closed his eyes then, as if he had to in order to break the bond between us, then lifted me to the saddle and stared at the ground as he guided my feet into the stirrups.

I didn't see the point of judging and analyzing a single moment in someone's life.

It's not focus, her lesser self whispered. It's selfishness. He doesn't think or care about anything that's not feeding his ego in that moment.

But really it's a reminder that every moment is precious, and that nothing matters as much as you think it does. Because death is certain, its time uncertain.