It can only take a moment to waste the rest of your life.

Each instant of life is a step toward death.

Treat every moment as your last. It is not preparation for something else.

IT IS IN THE MOMENT OF YOUR DECISION THAT YOU LIFE IS SHAPED.

Only this actual moment is life.

Something is beginning in order to end: adventure does not let itself be drawn out; it only makes sense when dead. I am drawn, irrevocably, towards this death which is perhaps mine as well. Each instant appears only as part of a sequence. I cling to each instant with all my heart: I know that it is unique, irreplaceable — and yet I would not raise a finger to stop it from being annihilated. This last moment I am spending — in Berlin, in London — in the arms of a woman casually met two days ago — moment I love passionately, woman I may adore — all is going to end, I know it. Soon I shall leave for another country. I shall never rediscover either this woman or this night. I grasp at each second, trying to suck it dry: nothing happens which I do not seize, which I do not fix forever in myself, nothing, neither the fugitive tenderness of those lovely eyes, nor the noises of the street, nor the false dawn of early morning: and even so the minute passes and I do not hold it back, I like to see it pass.

Live each day like it's your last, 'cause one day you gonna be right

Each minute the last minute.

Our entire life changes in a moment.

Every moment is utterly unique and will not be continued in eternity. This fact gives life its poignancy and should concentrate your attention on what you are experiencing now.

This moment is all there is.

If you live each day as if it were your last, someday you'll be right.

only moment you have for certain. I hope you aren’t so wrapped up in nonessential stuff that you forget to really enjoy yourself — because this moment is about to be over.

Life is like walking you take one step at a time.