Charles R. Swindoll Quotes

But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening.

I think the life we are living now is just a blink in the eye of eternity.

Forever is composed of nows.

Time hurries by, we're here and gone.

It's only forever... Not long at all.

Forever is made up of nows.

Most of us take for granted that time flies, meaning that it passes too quickly. But in the mindful state, time doesn't really pass at all. There is only a single instant of time that keeps renewing itself over and over with infinite variety.

This is life-and it is passing. What are we waiting for?

Do not act as if you had a thousand years to live.

Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be.

Life is once. Forever.

And what is Life? - An hour-glass on the run

With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone it is dead. But you can't start over with each new second. You have to judge by what is dead. It's like quicksand... hopeless from the start.

The present never ages. Each moment is like a snowflake, unique, unspoiled, unrepeatable, and can be appreciated in its surprisingness.

There is no past or future. Using tenses to divide time is like making chalk marks on water.

One never gets the same summer twice.

The present is the only thing that has no end.

Each morning brings a hidden blessing; a blessing which is unique to that day, and which cannot be kept or re-used. If we do not use this miracle today, it will be lost.

Forever always seems to be around when it begins, but forever never seems to be around when it ends

Today will never come again.

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

In eternity there is indeed something true and sublime. But all these times and places and occasions are now and here. God himself culminates in the present moment and will never be more divine in the lapse of the ages. Time is but a stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it, but when I drink I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its thin current slides away but eternity remains.

It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.