Michel de Montaigne Quotes

Time will pass and seasons will come and go.

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

This was what it meant to be human, to know that time moved and all things changed.

All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.

Never has the future become so rapidly the past.

The things we now esteem fixed shall, one by one, detach themselves, like ripe fruit, from our experience, and fall. The wind shall blow them none knows whither.

Nothing that is can pause or stay.

All is change; all yields its place and goes.

Nothing is forever, but there's a continuing stream of people who go through our lives and continue with us... Nothing just stops and stays... But it flows on... Like a river.

Nothing is, everything is becoming.

Nothing's ever the same," she said. "Be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans.

Life is not static. If life were static there would be no need for meditation. The mind would do. Then you could think, and whenever, after many lives, you knocked at the door, the girl would be waiting for you. But life is a flux, a movement. Every moment it is changing and becoming new. If you miss a moment, you have missed.

Time bears away all things.

Nothing that is can pause or stay; / The moon will wax, the moon will wane, / The mist and cloud will turn to rain, / The rain to mist and cloud again, / Tomorrow be today.

There is the sudden. There is the eventual. And in between, there is the living.

It’s difficult to ever go back to the same places or people. You turn away, even for a moment, and when you turn back around, everything’s changed.

Both life and death manifest in every moment of existence. Our human body appears and disappears moment by moment, without cease, and this ceaseless arising and passing away is what we experience as time and being. They are not separate. They are one thing, and in even a fraction of a second, we have the opportunity to choose, and to turn the course of our action either toward the attainment of truth or away from it. Each instant is utterly critical to the whole world.

While we flatter ourselves that things remain the same, they are changing under our very eyes from year to year, from day to day.

People come and go all the time; the world has always been in movement.

That nothing is static or fixed, that all is fleeting and impermanent, is the first mark of existence. Everything is in process.

Time is flying never to return.

We have been conditioned to see the passing of time as an adversary.

Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.

Time brings all things to pass.

The things that have come into being change continually. The man with a good memory remembers nothing because he forgets nothing.