Quotes About Moments

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Time is just something that we assign. You know, past, present, it's just all arbitrary. Most Native Americans, they don't think of time as linear in time, out of time, I never have enough time, circular time, the Stevens wheel. All moments are happening all the time.

History is no more fixed and dead than the future. The past is no further away than the last breath you took.

All events, no matter how earthshaking or bizarre, are diluted within moments of their occurrence by the continuance of the necessary routines of day-to-day living.

My perception of my life crashed from high tragedy to juvenile self-pity in a matter of moments.

He smiled, and reminded me that no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

I found myself speaking softly as if I were telling an old tale to a young child. And giving it a happy ending, when all know that tales never end, and the happy ending is but a moment to catch one's breath before the next disaster.

There are moments that change the course of one's lifetime, and often we don't realize how significant those initial may be until years pass.

I suddenly wished to go back, to have again each separate day to spend. Time. I was trapped in it, fenced into a tiny piece of now that was the only time I could influence. All the soons and tomorrows I might plan were ghost things that might be snatched from me at any moment. Intentions were nothing. Now was all I had.

no man could make time, but only use that which he was given wisely.

Ah, Fitz, you should know by now that every moment of my life is spent dancing. And with every partner, I tread a different measure.

And giving it a happy ending, when all know that tales never end, and the happy ending is but a moment to catch one's breath before the next disaster.

Only for a few moments, my dear. Only for a few moments.

Why do you chop your life into bits and give the bits names? Hours, days. It is like a rabbit. If I kill a rabbit, I eat a rabbit. When you have a rabbit, you chop it up and call it bones and meat and fur and guts. And so you never have enough.

Be with the woman you love, while you can.

There are moments that change the course of one's lifetime, and often we don't realize how significant those initial meetings may be until years pass.

All of time, every sliced instant of it, is rich with vertices of choices. One becomes accustomed to that, to the point at which sometimes even I have to stop and remind myself that I am making choices, even when I do not seem to be. Every indrawn breath is a choice.

Her life was a scattering of small moments, bits of meaningful conversations, and bright dashes of beauty where least expected.

Maybe there is no such thing as rain; there are only raindrops, each with its own story.

The combination of circumstances which allows it to exist at all are so implausible that Schistostega is rendered much more precious than gold.... It's life, and ours, exist only because of a myriad of synchronicities that bring us to this particular place at this particular moment. In return for such a gift, the only sane response is to glitter in reply.

Maybe there is no such thing as time; there are only moments, each with its own story.

And we think of it as simply time, as if it were one thing, as if we understood it. Maybe there is no such thing as time; there are only moments, each with its own story.

There are some moments you'd rather sleep through, pass from point A to point B without awareness of the time passing or the events that carry you from present to future. And it's mostly those moments in which it's smarter-safer- to stay awake.

We walk through many doors in our lifetime. It is the accumulation of these seemingly minor passages that shape our lives. Most often, it is years after we pass over a threshold before we realize the significance of the moment. That was not the case with the books I read that summer.