Quotes About Moments

It's life, that's all. There are no happy endings, just happy days, happy moments. The only real ending is death, and trust me, no one dies happy. And the price of not dying is that things change all the time, and the only thing you can count on is that there's not a thing you can do about it.

There are no happy endings, just happy days, happy moments. The only real ending is death, and trust me, no one dies happy. And the price of not dying is that things change all the time, and the only thing you can count on is that there's not a thing you can do about it.

You know on TV when there's one of those awkward, shocking moments and all you hear are the crickets in the background? Well chirp fucking chirp...this is one of those moments.

La vida no es más que un relámpago entre dos noches infinitas

Además, no está claro que existan exactamente los amigos. ... no hay amigos, sino momentos de amistad.

y la calidez de Nueva York y de ciertos momentos de un pasado no vivido y de todo aquello que, por motivos que en general se le escapan, le da una alegría tan misteriosa como necesaria para seguir viviendo.

Seis o siete escenas para cada biografía, pues la vida ?lo siento? no da para mucho más.

La vida es demasiado breve como para vivir el número suficiente de experiencas, es necesario robarlas.

We look back and we look ahead, but we live in the time we are allowed.

Friends are always worth the moments of joy you share, even if they don't last.

Poetry is what we turn to in the most emotional moments of our life - when a beloved friend dies, when a baby is born or when we fall in love.

At times we pick from our "extensive time experience" some enchanting moments that are cuddling in our mind. They are stolen moments from our durational perception and we are keen on holding them preciously in our memory's Garden of Eden. ("Stolen moments" )

[Photos are] our memory-keepers and our histories, the last thing we would grab [in a crisis], and the first thing you'd go back to look for.

If you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.

Life was too short, and far too precious, to waste.

If you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away. Sophie

It was right when you were trying to hold everything tightly under control that the wind and waves decided it was high time to show you not only how vulnerable you really were, but also how precious every single moment was. But

Unexpected intrusions of beauty. That is what life is.

There was no such thing as perfection in this world, only moments of such extreme transparency that you forgot yourself, a holy mercy if there ever was one.

As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.

But this was true only for the duration of one of these seemingly durationless periods; figure and ground could be reversed, and when one was in the midst of some new intensity, kiss or concussion, one was suddenly composed exclusively of such moments, burning always with this hard, gemlike flame.

Before, during, or after intercourse (the only three possible descriptions of time).

Che strano, Creta evocava i ricordi. Come una macchina del tempo, la sua antichità severa esumava immagini e sentimenti dal passato. Ogni momento sembrava rapportarsi a qualcosa che era successo anni prima.

Zoals de dichter Loe Yoe heeft beschreven: De wolken boven ons sluiten en scheiden zich, De bries op de binnenplaats ebt weg en keert terug. Zo is het leven, dus waarom niet alle tijd genomen? Wie kan ons weerhouden er een feest van te maken?