Quotes About Moment

I think the responsibility of writers is to convey the feelings that exist in the moment, the moment of that sharp and immediate pang of sour smiles when your heart suddenly starts pumping ice through your veins and becomes difficult and visual perception takes on the appearance of cinematographer on Cops, with unsteady frames and jostling scenes, running through a backyard chasing perpetrators.

I thought, briefly, that I would never feel as intensely connected to the world, to another human being, as I did at that moment.

Just hold on. Just for a minute." "Are you all right ?" I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong. "I'm fine. I just...I don't want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about...I just...want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more...

Then he told her, in the quiet tones of someone offloading a confession, that she was the most mazing women he had ever met. And when she lifted her swollen eyes to his, Ed mopped her bleeding nose, and he dropped his lips gently onto hers, and he did what he had wanted to do for the past forty-eight hours, even if he had been initially too dumb to know it, He kissed her.

I felt the mood shift. And, for no reason at all other than that he didn't expect it, I climbed fully clothed into the bath and kissed him as he laughed and spluttered. I was suddenly glad of his solidity in a world where it was so easy to fall.

I just…want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more." I

But when the lift doors closed behind us, he pulled me toward him, took my face in his hands and kissed me again. "Was that to stop me talking?" I said when he released me. "No. That was because I've wanted to do that for four long weeks and I plan to do it as many times as I can until I go home again." "That's a good line." "Took me most of the flight.

Solo se vive una vez, ¿no?

I just…want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more." I released the door handle. "Sure." I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill.

She held his face in her hands and she kissed his jaw and his poor bruised temple, and his lips, and told herself that whatever happened, she would always remember how this felt.

and I felt myself colour under the intensity of his gaze.

just … want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to me but had forgotten what it was.

Whatever it was she was doing, it seemed to be giving him just a small respite from that.

I just . . . want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

And it would make me feel as if I were finally doing something, moving forward.

Por primera vez en la vida, intenté no pensar en el futuro. Intenté existir sin más, dejar que las sensaciones de la noche me invadieran.

It's just a few days out of my life.

By then we all believed that happiness should be treasured if good fortune happened to blow it briefly your way.

You have to take your chances when you can.

I don't want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about…" He swallowed. Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful. "I just…want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.

Lo besé, respirando el aroma de su piel, sintiendo su suave pelo bajo los dedos y cuando me devolvió el beso todo desapareció y quedamos únicamente Will y yo, en una isla en medio de ninguna parte, bajo miles de estrellas titilantes.

this when we were . . . well, last night." Last night.

And in that moment everything shifted. I saw what I had really done. I saw that I could be somebody's center, his reason for staying. I saw that I could be enough.