Quotes About Moments

There are some days you know ahead of time are going to be important, but most of the important ones end up catching you by surprise. the best thing to do is to treat all your days well. Then see what happens.

When the end comes, there will be important things to say, for sure. But there will also be that last laugh, and you will want it. Laughter rarely lasts longer than a few seconds, it's true. But how enjoyable those few seconds are.

If I didn't have music, I don't know if I could ever be truly happy, and if I didn't have these moments, I would never find music. It is everywhere, in the air between us, waiting to be sung.

once time is lit, it will burn whether or not you're breathing it in

I wasn't as good at semi-normal conversation as I was at ones that were written down, or adrenalized in a surreal moment.

The brief transcript of moments, written on the body, is so deeply satisfying to read.

How to Be Alone Remember that at any given moment There are a thousand things You can love

We go for what feels like hours and also feels like no time at all.

One last song. One last turn. One last street. No matter how hard you try to keep hold of a day, it's going to leave you -Rhiannon

She wasn't pretty, but there were moments when I found her beautiful.

Can so much really happen in a night? The song was never really over, but now I have the ending—I don't know how I'll phrase it, but it will involve our returning, it will take in the strange pink light and the Sunday-morning quiet. Because this is us, and the song is her, and this time I'm going to use her name. Norah Norah Norah—no rhymes, really. Just truth.

Laughter rarely lasts longer than a few seconds, it's true. But how enjoyable those few seconds are.

Later I will see there is a poem on the back of each wing. Poems that are not about us, but are about trees and teacups, fields and glances. Not about us, but about the things we hold dear. The moments we both collect by living our lives, together and alone. Rearranged alphabets, dream-remnant wonder, the seat of our love.

They should be going to sleep, but good company is the enemy of sleep. We remember this feeling so acutely - the desire to linger away the hours with someone else, talking or holding or even just watching a movie. In those moment, the clock seems arbitrary, since you are setting your understanding of time to another, more personal measure.

It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present. Her absence was palpable, even though she was still in the room.

Así que, un día cuando dos hombres pasaron por delante de ellos tomados de la mano, Austin dijo:—Oye podríamos ser nosotros dentro de diez años. Y Hugo dijo:—O de diez meses. Y Austin dijo:—O de diez días. Y Hugo dijo:—O de diez minutos. Y Austin dijo:—O de diez segundos. Entonces, contaron hasta diez y se tomaron de la mano y no se soltaron durante el resto del día.

Perhaps it never happened. Perhaps it happened while I was asleep. Most likely, there's no signal event. There's just the steady accumulation of 'awhile'.

Because what is life if not a series of loud and quiet moments shuffled together with some music thrown in?

There are all these moments you don't think you will survive. And then you survive.

But isn't this a dance? Isn't all of this a dance? Isn't that what we do with words? Isn't that what we do when we talk, when we spar, when we make plans or leave it to chance? Some of its choreographed. Some of the steps have been done for ages. And the rest- the rest is spontaneous. The rest has to be decided on the floor, in the moment, before the music ends.

once time is lit, it twill burn whether or not you're breathing it in. even after smoke becomes air there is the memory of smoke

And at Dack's party- it was like this. Like you had all the time in the world, and you wanted us to have it together. I loved that. It was like- well, it was like you'd climbed up that tree and found me there at the top. And we had that together.

The clock always ticks. There are times you don't hear it, and there are times that you do. I

But there are moments—either in your own life or the life of the world around you—when an event looks you right in the eye and says: This is important. What are you going to do?