Joko Beck Quotes

Each second of life is a miracle

Tomorrow is no man's gift.

Every moment is an experience.

I'm living in the present, thinking about the past, hoping for the future.

Today is a part of eternity.

Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.

The miracle is that we are here, that no matter how undone we’ve been the night before, we wake up every morning and are still here. It is phenomenal just to be.

The miracle of being able to pay attention to other people in your life, and the miracle of being in time, and to continue being in time.

Life is available only in the present moment.

The only way to live is by accepting each minute as an unrepeatable miracle.

The past is over; the present is fleeting; we live in the future.

That breath that you just took, that's a gift!

This moment and this chance, they are the same, and they are mine if I choose them,and I do. I want them. Now and as long as I can have them they are both precious and fleeting and gone in the blink of an eye, don't waste them. A moment and an opportunity and a life, all in the unseen tick of a clock holding me nowhere. My heart is beating. The walls are pale and quiet. I am surviving.

Life is now in session. Are you present?

Every day you're alive and someone loves you is a miracle.

The greatest of all miracles is to be alive.

Once it's too late, you appreciate what a miracle life is.

As we drifted to earth I sat up on the glass roof of the capsule, watching the beauty of the golden dawn as it broke over the desert. This was a day I never thought I'd see and the rising sun and growing warmth of the day seemed very precious. It made me aware that hard-won things are more valuable than those that come too easily. It reminded me to always enjoy the moment.

Life itself is the real and most miraculous miracle of all. If one had never before seen a human hand and were suddenly presented for the first time with this strange and wonderful thing, what a miracle, what a magnificently shocking and inexplicable and mysterious thing it would be.

Every present moment will offer itself as a window onto eternity, a doorway to the infinite.

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

To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle. Every cubic inch of space is a miracle.

A miracle happened: another day of life.

We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims.

We have only now, only this single eternal moment opening and unfolding before us, day and night.