This is eminently true of many happy moments in life. Freed from the demands of decision and intention, adrift on some inner sea, we observe our various movements as if they belonged to someone else, and yet we admire their involuntary excellence.

O friend, for the morrow let us not worryThis moment we have now, let us not hurryWhen our time comes, we shall not tarryWith seven thousand-year-olds, our burden carry

THE GOOD LIFE requires that we take pleasure in new things; A GOOD LIFE requires that we take pleasure in moments.To enjoy THE GOOD LIFE we have to get ahead; to enjoy A GOOD LIFE we have to make the trip worthwhile.THE GOOD LIFE is supported by feeding our pocketbooks; A GOOD LIFE is supported...

Spend every second of every day together as a moment that could never be replaced.

There are moments in life when it is all turned inside out–what is real becomes unreal, what is unreal becomes tangible, and all your levelheaded efforts to keep a tight ontological control are rendered silly and indulgent.

Today is a special day that will go by very fast, so let’s take every second to make the most out of every moment.

Destiny consist in the moments that we experienced, and not in the choices we have to do.

All times are connected. Treasure each moment.

Death occurs in unexpected times.

It is still this moment and that will be true of every moment that follows, assuming this moment ever ends, which, if I am lucky, it won’t.

If you divide a moment, you will end up with imaginary infinite moments.

…before you, life was desolate – the past hardly worth remembering – and now, each moment a keepsake I can’t throw away …

Sometimes it’s the same moments that take your breath away that breathe purpose and love back into your life.

Maybe a marriage, like a life, isn’t only about the Big Moments, whether they be bad or good. Maybe it’s all the small things–like being guided slowly forward, surely, day after day– that stretch out to strengthen even the most tenuous bond.

All we get are moments, Cole. One at a time, like heartbeats. Once all of them is gone, that’s it. No do-overs. No repeats. Every moment possesses its down kind of magic and what we do with it counts. It counts.

whenever i am in pain,i just think of watching your eye’s in rain!

There’s that moment every day when you look in the mirror: Are you committed, or are you not? Commitment is a big part of what I am and what I believe. How committed you are to winning? How committed you are to being a good friend? To being successful?

I think one of the great moments of my life was when I could write musician on my passport.

Money cannot buy time.

There are times…when we are in the midst of life-moments of confrontation with birth or death, or moments of beauty when nature or love is fully revealed, or moments of terrible loneliness-times when a holy and awesome awareness comes upon us. It may come as deep inner stillness or as a rush of overflowing emotion....

Time is measured by moments.

Life,” Graveworthy said, when he saw Jack was awake and staring at him, “is a series of desperate gambles and boxing matches for the wits, bookended on the one side by events in which one is shot at, and on the other end by mornings like this.

Whether we are at Cafe Gratitude or Carl’s Jr, whether we are in a cathedral or in a nightclub, whether we are inside of a mosque or on the metro, every single moment is a sacred moment. A moment far too important for us to miss. When we miss the people and the experiences and...

In moments of pain, we seek revenge.

Your choices are the reason you are who you are today. When you look back, maybe thinking you shouldn’t have done a particular thing, don’t stay there. Live for this very moment. After all, this moment is what really matters, your past has come and gone. Move on,

I want to take all our best moments, put them in a jar, and take them out like cookies and savor each one of them forever.

It was as if each of them sensed vaguely that the Saturday afternoons of youth are few, and precious, and this feeling which neither of them could have defined or described made every moment of this time together too short, too quickly gone, yet clearer and more sharply edged than any other.

As writers we live life twice, like a cow that eats its food once and then regurgitates it to chew and digest it again. We have a second chance at biting into our experience and examining it. …This is our life and it’s not going to last forever. There isn’t time to talk about someday...

Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever?

The world class restaurant is my sweet home…. and the world class chef is my mom…. now I’m staying in the restaurant and having some of my favorite foods with the champagne of my tube-well and the whole area is overwhelmed by the chirping of crickets. It’s a by default candle light dinner due to...

You’ve said life is a series of choices, but I think it’s also a series of opportunities, a series of lessons, a series of moments all strung together that loops around into a lifetime—it’s a lifetime of moments. Every decision, every person that has entered my life, has shaped who I am today.

Was that me? Yes it was. Was that him? No it wasn’t.. Just a trick of the woods! Just a moment, One peculiar passing moment. Must it all be either less or more, Either plain or grand? Is it always ‘or’? Is it never ‘and’? That’s what woods are for: For those moments in the...

All of history has pointed its refining focus to your life this moment.

The real world reveals itself like surprise gifts on our doorstep, special moments that seem above and beyond the reality of others. These times are full, beautiful and meaningful beyond words, even when wrapped in pain.

If more people understood how nice it is to have a sense of home that extends past our locked doors, past our neighbors’ padlocks, to the local food co-op and library, the sidewalks busted up by old trees – if we all held home with longer arms – we’d live in a very different place…We...

Focus on your destination but enjoy every sacred moments of the journey

I lived for those moments when we were together, those few times in my life that I actually felt alive.

Writings are thoughts in a defined moment.

One moment’s not half of two moments; two moment are halves of one moment.

The other thing about moments that are given to us? They’re limited. We don’t get an endless amount. If you miss them, they’re gone. Time machines don’t exist; you can’t go back and fix what’s been broken.

But that’s the trouble with moments—they end.” ~Narrator

There are many forms of love as there is moments in time, and you are capable of feeling them all at different stages of your life.

Somebody waits for the time I know will never comeYou get yourself so highThen you come down feeling blueOne day you’ll wake up and realize you’ve had enoughThere’s a thousand shining momentsWaiting just to happen to you

It was the truth. I felt a yearning love for every instant that passed.

Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.

No man can take your freedom from you. They can limit your mobility, but that’s about all they can do

Focus on good thoughts.Focus on wonderful moments.Focus on beautiful places.

As Delphine watched, into her head there popped a strange notion: the idea that perhaps strongly experienced moments, as when Eva turned and the sun met her hair and for that one instant the symbol blazed out, those particular moments were eternal. Those moments actually went somewhere. Into a file of moments that existed out...

Moments are the heartbeats of all livings.

Many of the most deeply spiritual moments of my life haven’t happened just in my mind or in my soul. They happened while holding my son in the middle of the night, or watching the water break along the shore, or around my table, watching the people I love feel nourished in all sorts of...