Quotes About Moments

Minute by minute, a day passed.

We are time's containers.

Jane put her hand on the calendar, as if she could take those days right in through her skin, her pores, into her blood and bones, hold them forever. But time didn't work that way. Time was all about the present. It was where you were and what you were doing, in any given moment, that gave life its meaning.

Life was so short. Every moment was precious!

Sometimes the briefest moments capture us, force us to take them in, and demand that we live the rest of our lives in reference to them.

While our bodies move ever forward on the time line, our minds continuously trace backward, seeking shape and meaning as deftly as any arrow seeking its mark. . . Sometimes it is as difficult to know what the past holds as it is to know the future, and just as an answer to a riddle seems so obvious once it is revealed, it seems curious to me now that I passed through all those early moments with no idea of their weight.

Afinal, creio que os dias melhores e mais doces não são aqueles em que acontece algo muito esplêndido, maravilhoso e empolgante, mas sim aqueles que trazem os pequenos e simples prazeres, um após o outro sem pressa, como pérolas soltando-se de um colar.

I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string

Är det inte roligt att leva en sån här dag, så säg! Jag tycker synd om dem som ännu inte är födda och får njuta av den. Nog för de kan få vara med om andra härliga dagar, men just den här får de inte...

In truth, how much time do any of us really have?

The time for it is always with us though we say I do not have that kind of time. The kind of time I have is not for this but for that. I wish I had that kind of time.

tutti gli altri hanno cattive maniere; noi abbiamo ogni tanto cattivi momenti. Tutti gli altri sono maleducati; noi talvolta siamo un po' distratti.

so little time to enjoy all that life and the world had to offer. Why would they waste even a moment of their precious time on someone who didn't appreciate and treat them well?

One has a few moments that are tolerable--one breathes,as it were,again;one remembers things,but one hardly hopes.I hope for the New Age-that is all-which will cure all our woes,and give us new ones,and make us happy enough for death....

The best things. Adventures. Destinations. Knowledge. Relationships. All of them start with uncomfortable moments. It's only when you're grappling with something new that you might uncover something wonderful... but unfortunately, that means grappling with something new.

Time is always precious," Hirianthial said softly. "Only if you fill it with something," Sascha said. "Otherwise it's marking the hours.

We kill time; time buries us.

The most singular thing is that, if the clock stopped, I wound it, so that it did not miss a tick, and I could count all my lost moments.

Eu gosto de ver impressas as notícias particulares, é bom uso, faz da vida de cada um ocupação de todos. Já as tenho visto assim, e não só impressas, mas até gravadas. Tempo há de vir em que a fotografia entrará no quarto dos moribundos para lhes fixar os últimos instantes; e se ocorrer maior intimidade entrará também.

E assim se foram escoando as horas da noite, que o relógio da sala de jantar batia seca e regularmente, como a lembrar aos dois amigos que as nossas paixões não aceleram nem moderam o passo do tempo.

Não importa ao tempo o minuto que passa, mas o minuto que vem. O minuto que vem é forte, jucundo, supõe trazer em si a eternidade, e traz a morte, e perece como o outro, mas o tempo subsiste.

São como fotografias instantâneas da felicidade.

Três meses, três minutos! Eis toda a verdade da vida. Se os pusessem sobre uma grelha, como São Lourenço, cinco minutos eram cinco meses. E ainda se fala em tempo! Há lá tempo! O tempo está nas nossas impressões. Há meses para os infelizes e minutos para os venturosos!

CXIX - Parêntesis: Matamos o tempo; o tempo nos enterra.