Jamaica Kincaid Quotes

The present hardly exists, after all-it becomes the past even as it happens. A tricky medium, time - and central to the concerns of fiction.

Without consciousness, space and time are nothing.

Where you are in consciousness has everything to do with what you see in experience.

We name time when we say: every thing has its time. This means: everything which actually is, every being comes and goes at the right time and remains for a time during the time allotted to it. Every thing has its time.

Time is the substance of which we are made

The primary Reality is not what I think, but that I live, for those also live who do not think.

There is no seeing. Seeing is only being.

Life is consciousness.

You are before being and not being, awake and dream take place in time. You have no time.

There is neither past nor future. There is only the present. Yesterday was the present to you when you experienced it, and tomorrow will be also the present when you experience it. Therefore, experience takes place only in the present, and beyond experience nothing exists.

The simple fact of existence, of being aware that you are aware; this to me is the most astounding fact.

I've never been convinced that experience is linear, circular, or even random. It just is. I try to put it in some kind of order to extract meaning from it, to bring meaning to it.

What then is time? If no one asks me, I know what it is. If I wish to explain it to him who asks, I do not know.

Every moment is an experience.

Life is a state of consciousness.

I have wondered about time all my life.

Is time our invention, or is time a real thing... I realize we're measuring it, but in the cosmic scheme of things, is there really time?

Past, present, and future is where I'm at.

Time is only an idea. There is only the Reality. Whatever you think it is, it looks like that.

If we pay no attention to it, time does not exist.

To be in time is to be asleep: to be awake is to be in eternity.

Is perception equivalent to existence?

Time is, of all modes of existence, most obsequious to the imagination.

Space and time are "sensed" not seen. They are created in consciousness which is spaceless and timeless.

Time, for a man who has never truly felt a second of it, it not a great sacrifice