A Quote by Ayrton Senna

Because in a split second, it's gone. — © Ayrton Senna
Because in a split second, it's gone.
Take good care of yourself. Your life can be gone in a split second.
You're dying right now. Right this minute.' He looked at his watch, said, 'Right this second,' then tapped it with his finger. 'See there? That second passed. It's gone. Not gonna come again. And while I'm talking to you, every second I'm talking, a second is passing. Gone. Count them up. Count them down. They're gone. Each one bringing you closer to your dying time.
It's definitely a necessity to make split-second decisions when you're doing gymnastics because things don't always go perfect.
The point is that when I see a sunset or a waterfall or something, for a split second it's so great, because for a little bit I'm out of my brain, and it's got nothing to do with me.
It's the moment when you know that you can have what you want if you're only brave enough to say so. It's a split second when everything can change, but you pussy out because you're too afraid to risk the rejection.
Thinking about the things that happened, I don't know any other ball player would could have done what he (Jackie Robinson) did. To be able to hit with everybody yelling at him. He had to block all that out, block out everything but this ball that is coming in at a hundred miles an hour and he's got a split second to make up his mind if it's in or out or down or coming at his head, a split second to swing. To do what he did has got to be the most tremendous thing I've ever seen in sports.
When I split an infinitive, God damn it, I split it so it stays split.
The water caught the Falselight glimmer like layers of shifting, translucent mirrors and formed split-second works of art in the air, but men cursed it anyway, because it made their heads wet.
The future is a split second away.
If I ever win you," he said, anger bright in his pale eyes, "it will be because you want me more. Not because he's gone. I'm nobody's second best.
You're somebody and nobody in a split-second. This is a business.
A split second can ruin or boost the sequence.
When I’m running, there’s always this split second when the pain is ripping through me and I can hardly breathe and all I see is color and blur—and in that split second, right as the pain crests, and becomes too much, and there’s a whiteness going through me, I see something to my left, a flicker of color […]—and I know then, too, that if I only turn my head he’ll be there, laughing, watching me, and holding out his arms. I don’t ever turn my head to look, of course. But one day I will. One day I will, and he’ll be back, and everything will be okay. And until then: I run.
I know that people's judgments are fast, and in a split second I will ruin it.
Dancing is like bank robbery, it takes split-second timing.
For a split second, he had looked almost like my Alex again.
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