We're all just passing time and occupy our chair very briefly.
There is no past. That's another illusion. Everything that has ever happened to you, to me, to anyone in this world, happened in the present moment. That's all there ever is. So your relationship to life isn't your relationship to your past, it's your relationship to the present moment.
I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.
The truth is that the past exists no more than the future, even though it feels as though it does.
Time is an illusion. Time only exists when we think about the past and the future. Time doesn't exist in the present here and now.
Time is not a line, but a series of now-points.
I've been bothered about time generally and our tripartite division of time into past, present, and future. I think I know what the past is, and I think I know what future is, but I'm really not comfortable with the notion of present.
The magical, supernatural force that is with us every second is time. We can't even comprehend it. It's such an illusion, it's such a strange thing.
Life is the past, the present and the perhaps.
Time is still the great mystery to us. It is no more than a concept; we don't know if it even exists.
Every moment is as real as every other. Every 'now,' when you say, 'This is the real moment,' is as real as every other 'now' - and therefore all the moments are just out there. Just as every location in space is out there, I think every moment in time is out there, too.
The moment is the sole reality.
I don't have a past. I have a continuous present. The past is part of the present, just as the future is. We exist in time.
The only living life is in the past and future - the present is an interlude - strange interlude in which we call on past and future to bear witness that we are living.
I have gone into yesterday and tomorrow and both were as real as today -- which is like the dreams of ghosts!
...I am a time being. Do you know what a time being is? Well, if you give me a moment, I will tell you. A time being is someone who lives in time, and that means you, and me, and every one of us who is, or was, or ever will be.
In antihistory, time is an illusion.
NOW is the only reality. All else is either memory or imagination.
I confess, I do not believe in time.
Then I reflect that all things happen, happen to one, precisely now. Century follows century, and things happen only in the present. There are countless men in the air, on land and at sea, and all that really happens happens to me.
Time is a fluid condition which has no existence except in the momentary avatars of individual people. There is no such thing as was - only is.
History is not Time; nor is evolution. They are both consequences. Time is a state: the flame in which there lives the salamander of the human soul.
There was no way to grasp the reality of the present which slid away each second, invisible as air; reality only existed after the fact, in one's vision of the past.
The great cosmic illusion is a hierophany.... One is devoured by Time, not because one lives in Time, but because one believes in its reality, and therefore forgets or despises eternity.
We think we’re in the present, but we aren't. The present we know is only a movie of the past.
