William Gibson Quotes

Today's news, which may be yesterday's anyway, will be eclipsed tomorrow.

Once, once for all, if you would save your heart from breaking, learn this lesson once for all you must cease, in this world, to believe in the eternity of any creed or form at all. Whatever grows in time is a child of time, and is born and lives, and dies at its appointed day like ourselves.

Time sneaks up on you like a windshield on a bug.

We are here and it is now. Further than that, all human knowledge is moonshine.

We live in a moment of history where change is so speeded up that we begin to see the present only when it is already disappearing.

The present will not long endure.

The temporal quality of all things was being firmly impressed upon me.

Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.

The problem with technology, as with fashion, is that it's impossible to be 'in' forever.

You can't halt time.

Everything changes. The more I try to hold on to the moment, the more it slips through my fingers.

In this flowing stream, then, on which there is no abiding, what is there of the things which hurry by on which a man would set a high price? It would be just as if a man should fall in love with one of the sparrows which fly by, but it has already passed out of sight.

Everything is transient. Everything is constantly changing. The only thing we have is now.

We are swimming on the face of time and all else has drowned, is drowning, or will drown.

Nothing that is can pause or stay.

Transience is what is normal. The problem is that we are busily trying to create political structures and cultural expressions that deny that and to deny that is to deny the basic idea of what is human.

Things may serve long, but not serve ever.

Nothing lasts and yet nothing passes either, and nothing passes just because nothing lasts.

This concept that you refer to in Buddhism is something I've been nurtured with through the history of my country for 700, 800 years - Persian poets and philosophers haven't said anything different with regard to experiencing life in the moment, as opposed to the belief of permanence.

Time bears away all things.

In the world we live in everything militates in favor of things that have not yet happened, of things that will never happen again.

Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn.

Everything is temporary if you give it enough time.

Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.

We mourn the transitory things and fret under the yoke of the immutable ones.