Top 1200 Fleeting Moments Quotes & Sayings - Page 17

Cherish all your happy moments.

In the quiet moments, the discoveries are made.

There is not a single heart but has its moments of longing.

Stars have their moments then they die.

There are moments where you can be seduced by Andrew Wiggins.

I am a clown...and I collect moments.

There are a lot of mindless moments in my tunes.

Magic can be found in stolen moments.

There aren't a lot of 'Aha!' moments in writing.

There are many defining moments in my journey.

There are moments when we have to return to our roots.

I don't have moments of weakness. I'm Rik Mayall.

You can’t dress rehearse the bad moments.

Right now a moment of time is fleeting by! Capture its reality in paint! To do that we must put all else out of our minds. We must become that moment, make ourselves a sensitive recording plate...Give the image of what we actually see, forgetting everything that has been seen before our time.

For some moments in life there are no words.

poems are small moments of enlightenment

Everything mortal has moments immortal

We learn best in moments of enjoyment

The places we have known do not belong solely to the world of space in which we situate them for our greater convenience. They were only a thin slice among contiguous impressions which formed our life at that time; the memory of a certain image is but regret for a certain moment; and houses, roads, avenues are as fleeting, alas, as the years.

There are no friends; only moments of friendship.

We all hope for breakthrough rebirth moments.

I have enough of a fan-base that I don't feel it is going to evaporate. I don't feel like I have a fleeting fan-base. I don't feel like it is coming from some trend-driven thing where I'm no longer going to be hip. I've come and gone through all that.

I find at moments I'm as fragile as glass.

Day's sweetest moments are at dawn.

Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.

a life is measured by moments like these

Quiet moments recharge me.

Love is friendship with erotic moments.

Be in love with the moments of your life.

I think the gift of my mother's death, if anything so terrible can be said to have an upside to it, is that I was always keenly aware that life was fleeting, and that you'd better live while you have the chance. As I say in the book, since I was 19 years old I felt like I was living for two, and when I out-lived my mother, when I got into my forties, it felt like a miracle to me.

In quiet moments, I love to read.

Harlem is filled with moments of history.

Live for the moments you can't put into words

Life is a series of delicious moments.

There are moments when I think, Everyone is evil!

My sweet rose, my delicate flower, my lily of lilies, it is perhaps in prison that I am going to test the power of love. I am going to see if I cannot make the bitter warders sweet by the intensity of the love I bear you. I have had moments when I thought it would be wise to separate. Ah! Moments of weakness and madness! Now I see that would have mutilated my life, ruined my art, broken the musical chords which make a perfect soul. Even covered with mud I shall praise you, from the deepest abysses I shall cry to you. In my solitude you will be with me.

There are moments that have a certain flavor of eternity

What moments divine , what rapture serene.

We make patterns, we share moments.

It is what we are here for - to give the fans magic moments.

Big ideas don't make them selves known as big. They begin with the little, ridiculous ideas that most people would discard or reject. Every successful picture I've done has really been based on taking a very flimsy, fleeting little idea, grabbing hold of it, and taking it seriously.

Music moves me - duh - and that is like having a window opening on a heightened reality, but the effect is fleeting: When the music ends, the magic, the uplifting, vanishes and the window slams shut. Words, on the other hand, by the nature of how they work, emotions evoked by dint of carefully laid out thoughts, have a more lingering effect.

For every grand and finely worded statement by the CEO, the brand is also defined by derisory consumer comments overheard in a hallway, or in a chat room on the Internet. Brands are sponges for content, for images, for fleeting feelings. They become psychological concepts held in the minds of the public, where they may stay forever. As such you can’t entirely control a brand. At best you can only guide and influence it.

What I'm trying to do is create moments of recognition.

I pick and choose when I like to have my moments.

It's funny, the moments that shape you as a writer.

There are moments. You will know them.

Real action is in silent moments.

I think we all have moments when we struggle with motivation.

It's normal for a team to have low moments.

Most of the time, if you're not really paying attention, you're someplace else. So your child might say, "Daddy, I want this," and you might say, "Just a minute, I'm busy." Now that's no big deal-we all get busy, and kids frequently ask for attention. But over your child's entire youth, you may have an enormous number of such moments to be really, fully present, but because you thought you were busy, you didn't see the opportunities these moments presented. . . . People carry around an enormous amount of grief because they missed the little things.

Every age has its beautiful moments.

Any of these moments, you can turn it all around.

The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.

Writing comes into being to retain information across time and across space. Before writing, communication is evanescent and local; sounds carry a few yards and fade to oblivion. The evanescence of the spoken word went without saying. So fleeting was speech that the rare phenomenon of the echo, a sound heard once and then again, seemed a sort of magic.

There are lots of moments that are great for an actress.

In moments of pain, we seek revenge.

I am a cautious pilgrim of the night, a tentative wanderer among the stars. My awareness of my home in the universe is fleeting and incomplete. Into the homeless home of the sun-faced buddha I have stepped but briefly. My quest, such as it is, is rewarded with faint lights and scrawny cries, a trait here and trait there, a hint of the infinite and a tingle in the spine. Of "minute particulars" I will make my way.

Life is not a matter of milestones, but moments.

My favorite moments are when everyone is laughing.