Quotes About Moments

That's what time was like, along with the things occupying it, that it made the feelings connected to any memory seem worthless.

Victory is temporary, but joy is eternal. Grateful for all of the joyful moments, big and small.

Day is just a collection of hours.

Our lives are lived with the illusion of control and then there are moments rare as wisdom when we abandon the pretense that we are masters of our fate.

How generous is dance, it barters your moments of anguish and gifts you joy equal to lifetimes

Positive vibes radiate with every stride; moments of life become a magical storyline when you take the stance of dance

Sands of time pause, for a glimpse of moments dyed with the color of dance

Waste not a second of the day, who knows if this moment will return, count each blessing of time when you dance the dance of life

I'm not singing for the future I'm not dreaming of the past I'm not talking of the fist time I never think about the last

She was craving anything real - bad smells and stupid men, missed trains and tedious jobs. But she remembered that mixed up in the ugly parts of reality were also those true moments of grace - peaches in September, honest laughter, perfect light.

We're always living days we can never get back. So we make new ones. That's all.

We're always living days we can never get back," I say. "So we make new ones. That's all.

In a course of a lifetime, what does it matter?

The most momentous events in life—baptisms, weddings, and funerals—don't seem to take much time, but the effects of them bind up the whole of your existence.

Maybe heaven is getting to live forever in one really wonderful moment....I've made a point of collecting happy moments, ones I might like to live in for all time.

Look," I said to the girls, and they offered a polite coo of awe. I thought of the discrete memories of my childhood—vivid moments rising above the vagueness of long stretches of unremembered time—and I wondered if they would recall this day, and the five of us together.

We are supposed to enjoy the good stuff now, while we can, with the people we love. Life has a funny way of teaching us that lesson over and over again.

That was it. She came out of it. She never had such a down as that or such an up as the three days that preceded it, not ever again in her life. The rest of her life was like a long thin line with little diminuendos and tiny little crescendos, and friends visiting from out of town.

How strange that we cannot love time. It spoils our loveliest moments. Nothing quite comes up to expectations because of it. We alone: animals, so far as we can see, are unaware of time, untroubled. Time is their natural environment. Why do we sense that it is not ours?

We're here for such a short amount of time. Why do we spend any of it building sandcastles?

Time goes on, even when yer not looking.

Time is the backdrop of our lives and the very fabric of the cosmos.

Make good use of your time, it flies fast.

Winged time glides on insensibly, and deceive us; and there is nothing more fleeting than years.