You can’t anticipate the moments. It’s only when you look backwards that you see how it was all connected.
Those moments, they stare back at you. You don’t remember them, they remember you. Turn around, there they are. Staring.
There’s never a dull moment, or any rest, where youth and pleasure meet.
There are moments in our lives we fear to relive, and others we long to repeat. While time cannot give us second chances, maybe people can.
Some things seem so small at the time, it’s only long after, when we look back, that we notice them. The moments when things came together, and the moments they fell apart.
Seldom are we prepared for the moments that define us. It is how we meet them that reveal who we truly are.
Photographs are so ironically impermanent. They capture one moment in time to perfection. A painting can capture eternity.
It was honestly the worst moment of my professional life. And since I have no, you know, real personal life, it makes it just the worst moment of my life.
I do like a sentimental moment, especially if the liquor is good.
Fleeting moments in the wild can stick. We need those moments.
All those problems you’re racing home to fix is problems when you get there. And once you solve them, there’s a whole new set right behind them. You got to enjoy the moments between the problems. Otherwise, problems is all you’ll have.
A word of truth lasts forever. A lie lasts only a moment.
