Quotes About Moments

Their moments together would form a short poem and not a long and lusty novel...

If you love someone, you say it, right then, out loud. Otherwise, the moment just passes you by.

There are moments in life that are between: between the blow and the pain, between the phone ringing and the answer, between the misstep and the fall. One that comes to everyone is a moment, or three, or five, between sleeping and waking, when the past has not yet been re-created out of memory and the present has made no impression. It is a moment of great mercy; disorienting, like all brushes with grace, but a gift nonetheless.

I know this much: that there is objective time, but also subjective time, the kind you wear on the inside of your wrist, next to where the pulse lies. And this personal time, which is the true time, is measured in your relationship to memory.

And yet it takes only the smallest pleasure or pain to teach us time's malleability.

These are the little things that people should really appreciate, simple pleasures.

But that's life, isn't it? For all we know, each day could be our last. What matters most is the appreciation and gratefullness we should feel for each precious day we have with one another.

Why do we always wait for traditional special occasions to enjoy good things? Maybe we just need to create our own special occasions.

And you panic just a little, wishing for one more chance at all the beautiful moments you didn't appreciate, or for one more day with the person you didn't love quite enough.

She remembered what he'd said in the hotel, that life was just a series of moments, and though she still did not agree with the idea that consequences played no part, she gave in to the possibility that there might be some wisdom in what he was trying to show her- that one had to enjoy life day by day and seize opportunities when they presented themselves, because one never knew when it could all end.

You should," he called after her, "because that's what life is. A series of moments. Nothing more. We must endeavor to enjoy every single one. Forget about the past and future. They have no place in the present.

Sometimes it seems remarkable how certain moments of our lives stand out from all the others with striking clarity, and are burned into our memories forever.

that's what life is. A series of moments. Nothing more. We must endeavor to enjoy every single one. Forget about the past and future. They have no place in the present.

It's true what they say: Time flies when you're having fun.

Sometimes our blessings are limited. There is a tangible poverty that surrounds us. We are not offered an obvious tapestry of choices. Still, even when the choices seem bleak between a tiger's teeth or deadly fall -- every moment offers up some third options (the true potentiality within the situation), and it is in our choices (conscious or not) that a future harvest depends.

I am the road running through Paris," says the Seine. 'I have carried off many images since you were a child and reflected many clouds. I am changeable, but as people are: I have my moments of happiness in the June dawn and my sinister times some December evenings. Above all I am inquisitive - you call it being in flood. We have something in common, you everlasting passers-by and I, the fleeing water, which is that we never go back: your time is my space.

No hay más que los momentos en que estamos con ese otro cuya vida creemos entender, o cuando nos hablan de él, o cuando él nos cuenta lo que le ha pasado o proyecta ante nosotros lo que tiene intención de hacer. Al final queda un álbum de fotos, de instantes fijos: jamás el devenir realizándose ante nosotros, el paso del ayer al hoy, la primera aguja del olvido en el recuerdo.

si encontráramos la manera podríamos vivir mil veces más de lo que estamos viviendo por culpa d los relojes, de esa manía de minutos y de pasado mañana...

Mover esa tacita altera el juego de relaciones de toda la casa, de cada objeto con otro, de cada momento de su alma con el alma entera de la casa y su habitante lejana. Y yo no puedo acercar los dedos a un libro, ceñir apenas el cono de luz de una lámpara, destapar la caja de música, sin que un sentimiento de ultraje y desafío me pase por los ojos como un bando de gorriones.

Reason is only good to mummify reality in moments of calm or analyze its future storms, never to resolve a crisis of the moment

No sé hablar de la felicidad pero eso no quiere decir que no la haya tenido.

Bruno, se solo potessi vivere come in quei momenti, o come quando suono e anche il tempo cambia... Ti rendi conto di che cosa potrebbe succedere in un minuto e mezzo... Allora un uomo, non soltanto io, ma tu e quella là e tutti i ragazzi, potremmo vivere mille volte di più di quello che stiamo vivendo per colpa degli orologi, di questa mania dei minuti e dei dopodomani...

Regalos insignificantes como un beso en un momento inesperado o un papel escrito a las apuradas. Pueden ser valorados más que una joya.

Por qué desear que los minutos y los años vuelvan cuando sabemos que no lo harán jamás? ¿Para qué sirve la melancolía? Nos pasamos la mitad de la vida perdiendo el tiempo y la otra mitad queriendo recuperarlo.