Quotes About Moment

Time is an absurdity. An abstraction. The only thing that matters is this moment. This moment a million times over. You have to trust me. If this moment is repeated enough, if you keep trying — and you have to keep trying — eventually you will come across the next item on your list.

You're different. You're more perfect. Time is three things for most people, but for you, for us, just one. A singularity. One moment. This moment. Like you're the center of the clock, the axis on which the hands turn. Time moves about you but never moves you. It has lost its ability to affect you. What is it they say? That time is theft? But not for you. Close your eyes and you can start all over again. Conjure up that necessary emotion, fresh as roses.

For a few minutes of every day, every man becomes a genius. This is the tragedy of life.

measuring duration of time.

The text is candid about the dangers. In the heat of the moment, R. Yo?anan and Resh Lakish both say things they subsequently regret, with devastating consequences. But R. Yo?anan remains insistent that the search for truth can be no less important than the truth itself, that scholarship thrives on challenge, and that, as the sages put it, "rivalry between scribes increases wisdom

Then I realized he was still holding my hand.

His dark eyes sparkled as he looked into mine. In that instant it was as if nothing in the world fascinated him as much as me.

the earth, while someone passed a few feet beyond the fence.

Which is a pity, because at that last moment I'd have liked to tell him what I thought of him. Mind you, since in that split second we were, to all intents and purposes, one and the same, I rather think he knew anyway.

A typical master. Right to the end, he didn't give me a chance to get a word in edgeways. Which is a pity, because at that last moment I'd have liked to tell him what I thought of him. Mind you, since in that split second we were, to all intents and purposes, one and the same, I rather think he knew anyway.

Every dog must have his day.

I've never been shot, but this probably what it feels like, that second of nothingness right before the pain catches up to the bullet.

It's a sad moment when you come to understand how truly replaceable you are.

This is probably as good a time as any to mention that I was holding a large birthday cake.

What would you like to do today?" he says. She gives him a funny look. "What are my options?" "Sky's the limit." She considers it for a moment. "Brunch?" "I say the sky's the limit and all you can come up with is brunch?" "I'm just not sure we live under the same sky.

Moments after his death, an event he had failed to notice, Gordon Small sought new employment

That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it.

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo

Music is like magic, there's a certain feeling you get When you real and you spit and people are feeling your shit This is your moment, and every single minute you spend Tryna hold on to it because you may never get it again So while you're in it, try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over just admit when it's at its end Because I'm at the end of my wits with half the shit gets in

all photographs are about death, really, and time: about preserving a moment in silver and chemicals, when life itself is never preserved, when every cell of everything is already decaying, and being replaced, and decaying again. The subject and the image coexist for the moment that the shutter opens and closes. And then the subject decays but the image lives on unchanged.

As the incorporation of every moment of its experience, every influence of its contextual heritage and environment, a soul is the presence of its complete past.

You are always in your right place at the moment. If you don't like it, change it scientifically by rising in consciousness. This will be permanent.

Bad timing can stay bad for a long time.

Tiene importancia el día de mañana? No, porque aún no ha llegado. ¿Tiene importancia el día de ayer? No, porque ha pasado ya. Pero el día de hoy, que es importantísimo, ya se escribe con hache.