Marcus Aurelius Quotes

Tomorrow doesn't really exist.

Each of us lives only now, this brief instant. The rest been lived already, or is impossible to see. The span we live is small - small as the corner of the earth in which we live it.

Today is all we have, tomorrow is a mirage that may never become reality.

Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand.

Life is so, so short. Bible says it's like a vapor.

Nothing is written in stone. So don't prepare yourself for a long and lucrative career. You might die tomorrow. Your gold holdings might become dust. Just make the music you want to make now and enjoy it.

We're here for such a short period of time.

People have reflected on the quality of time ever since they've been writing. I suppose I have thought about and written about the question of living in the present - but it only lasts for an instant, and then everything becomes the past. The future, you know nothing about, except for some anticipations you have.

The present will not long endure.

We live in the flicker -- may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.

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

Every man's life lies within the present; for the past is spent and done with, and the future is uncertain.

I learnt too late that what is most important to us is always most precious at the moment it occurs, and it is precious in its absolute immediacy and not as some vague confirmation of future directions; since the only certain fact, aside from death, is the flimsiness of everything.

Altogether, the task of estimating the length of human life is beyond our capacity, for directly we say that it is ages long, we are reminded that it is briefer than the fall of a rose leaf to the ground.

Nature has given man no better thing than shortness of life.

Life is a winking light in the darkness.

Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.

Stop and consider! life is but a day

We are all ghosts of yesterday, and the phantom of tomorrow awaits us alike in sunshine or in shadow, dimly perceived at times, never entirely lost.

The mayfly lives only one day. And sometimes it rains.

There's no future. There's no past. I live each moment as my last.

Please, don't worry so much. Because in the end, none of us have very long on this Earth. Life is fleeting.

The Enlightened one has told you in never-to-be-forgotten words that this little span of life is but a passing shadow, a fleeting thing.

And so you have a life that you are living only now, now and now and now, gone before you can speak of it, and you must be thankful for living day by day, moment by moment a life in the breath and pulse and living light of the present

To think that so much comes to so little, to think that life is really short.