Quotes About Moments

Life goes headlong. We chase some flying scheme, or we are hunted by some fear or command behind us. But if suddenly we encounter a friend, we pause; our heat and hurry look foolish enough; now pause, now possession, is required, and the power to swell the moment from the resources of the heart. The moment is all, in all noble relations.

We ask for long life, but 'tis deep life, or grand moments, that signify. Let the measure of time be spiritual, not mechanical.

There is a relation between the hours of our life and the centuries of time.

A day is a miniature eternity.

Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.

Each moment of the year has its own beauty

Time like space, is part of the permanent context of life. Time does not pass, we pass.

You have all the time in the world, but don't waste a moment.

Goodness can endure a few moments; holiness is life-defining.

Time isn't just a fleeting thing. It never moves forward without engraving its mark upon the heart.

Everything that happens before Death is what counts.

Oh, what strange wonderful clocks women are. They nest in Time. They make the flesh that holds fast and binds eternity. They live inside the gift, know power, accept, and need not mention it. Why speak of time when you are Time, and shape the universal moments, as they pass, into warmth and action? How men envy and often hate these warm clocks, these wives, who know they will live forever.

What are the best things and the worst things in your life, and when are you going to get around to whispering or shouting them?

The father hesitated only a moment. He felt the vague pain in his chest. If I run, he thought, what will happen? Is Death important? No. Everything that happens before Death is what counts. And we've done fine tonight. Even Death can't spoil it.

Is Death important? No. Everything that happens before death is what counts.

O kuo iš tikr?j? kvepia Laikas? Dulk?mis, laikrodžiais, žmon?mis.

When life is over it is like a flicker of bright film, an instant on the screen, all of its prejudices and passions condensed and illumined for an instant on space, and before you could cry out, 'There was a happy day, there a bad one, there an evil face, there a good one,' the film burned to a cinder, the screen went dark.

it may be that it is this very dulness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and welcome. Nevertheless, there can be but few of us who had never known one of these rare moments of awakening when we see, hear, understand so much--everything--in a flash--before we fall back again into our agreeable somnolence.

Es imposible transmitir las sensaciones vitales de cualquier momento dado de nuestra existencia, las sensaciones que le confieren veracidad y significado, su esencia sutil y penetrante. Es imposible. Vivimos igual que soñamos: solos…

The years are too short, the days are too long.

Do you know how long a year takes when it's going away?' Dunbar repeated to Clevinger. 'This long.' He snapped his fingers. 'A second ago you were stepping into college with your lungs full of fresh air. Today you're an old man.

A beautiful and binding morning The world outside begins to breathe See clouds arriving without warning I need you here to shelter me. If I could make these moments endless If I could stop the winds of change If we just keep our eyes wide open Then everything would stay the same And I know that only time will tell me how We'll carry on without each other So keep me awake for every moment Give us more time to be this way We can't stay like this forever But I can have you next to me today

Passion is the source of our finest moments… If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace… but we would be hollow… Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.

Time is the element in which we exist... We are either borne along by it or drowned in it.