Now - Quotes
When you get old, peace is about all you want. You folks might not believe that now, but you`ll find out.
When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.
No one can ever prepare you for what happens when you have a child. When you see the baby in your arms and you know that it`s your job now. No one can prepare you for the love and the fear. No one can prepare you for the love people you love can feel for them. And nothing can prepare you for the indifference of friends who don`t have babies.
The whole word is watching now and I wish they could see what I can see. Sometimes you have to go up really high to see how small you are.
I don`t believe in God now... I can still work up an envy for someone who has a faith. I can see how that could be a deeply soothing experience.
This is the real secret of life - to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realize it is play.
Wherever you are, I`ll always make you smile
Wherever you are, I`m always by your side
Whatever you say, kimi wo omou kimochi
I promise you "forever" right now.
If anyone bothered to examine what a Christian - or indeed any religious -morality demanded, he would be amazed by its diametric opposition to what is regarded as normal and desirable now, yet he would see - independently of whether it is the Christian or the contemporary morality which is `right` - the reason why the former is irrelevant to the latter.
It makes no sense to spend some of the precious time we have now, when we are well, consumed with worry about what might be when we are not well. Worse, using that energy worrying robs us of the energy we need to heal ourselves.
Don`t promise that you`re gonna write
Don`t promise that you`ll call
Just promise that you won`t forget we had it all
Cause you were mine, for the summer
Now we know it`s nearly over
Feels like snow in September
But I always will remember
You were my summer love
You always will be my summer love.
I didn`t know what Facebook was, and now that I do know what it is, I have to say, it sounds like a huge waste of time.
Our present swarms with traces of our past. We are histories of ourselves, narratives. I am not this momentary mass of flesh reclined on the sofa typing the letter a on my laptop; I am my thoughts full of the traces of the phrases that I am writing; I am my mother`s caresses, and the serene kindness with which my father calmly guided me; I am my adolescent travels; I am what my reading has deposited in layers in my mind; I am my loves, my moments of despair, my friendships, what I`ve written, what I`ve heard; the faces engraved on my memory. I am, above all, the one who a minute ago made a cup of tea for himself. The one who a moment ago typed the word "memory" into his computer. The one who just composed the sentence that I am now completing. If all this disappeared, would I still exist? I am this long, ongoing novel. My life consists of it.