Quotes About Ephemerality

So dawn goes down to day/ nothing gold can stay.

Nature's first green is gold. Nothing gold can stay.

Time, the destroyer of all things beautiful

So beautiful and strange and new! Since it was to end so soon, I almost wish I had never heard it. For it has roused a longing in me that is pain, and nothing seems worth while but just to hear that sound once more and go on listening to it for ever.

Someone would cut his name into the face of a tombstone and it would be as if he never was.

But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think.

But time, it is like charm. You never have as much as you think. A

But time, it is like a charm. You never have as much as you think.

Live now. Every day with a friend is a gift. Nothing lasts forever. Even mountains wash to the sea. She

history was a wave that moved through time slightly faster than an individual life did, so that even when people had lived only to seventy or eighty, they had been behind the wave by the time they died;

But things change as time passes; nothing lasts, not even stone, not even happiness.

Why were the good days always so short? Moment to moment, day by day—each so full, and oh so lovely—and then gone forever, gone before there was a chance to absorb them properly, to really live them.

Life—what was it? So deep and important and full of feeling, so crucial, then suddenly just a blink, a mayfly moment and gone. Nothing really, in the grander scheme; and no grander scheme either. No. A vertiginous perch, the bedside chair in a hospice.

Every moment of life mattered. Even the perfect snowflake that alighted on his palm and melted in seconds.

Things that burned bright burned short.

Tis hard with respect to Beauty, that its possessor should not have a life enjoyment of it, but be compelled to resign it after, at the most, some forty years lease

Ah! what is human life? How, like the dial's tardy-moving shade, Day after day slides from us unperceiv'd! The cunning fugitive is swift by stealth; Too subtle is the movement to be seen; Yet soon the hour is up--and we are gone.

Neden her ÅŸeyi bozmaya, her ÅŸeyi deÄŸiÅŸtirmeye, her ÅŸeyi geçiciliÄŸe havale etmeye vazifelendirilmiÅŸiz böyle? Bu zevksiz görev, bütün dünyan?n 'hayat' diye tan?mlad??? ÅŸey miydi?

Time matters because we are finite, because time is the medium in which we live our lives.

I turned with the receiver to the wall as I absorbed the fact of Ivan's voice, and when I glanced back at the man on my sofa, he seemed like a scrap of paper, or the handle from a broken cup, or a single rubber band—a thing that has become dislodged from its rightful place and intrudes on one's consciousness two or three or many times before one understands that it is just a thing best thrown away.

Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe; a moment that never was before and never will be again.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.

Enjoy life, it has an expiration date

Life is but a day at most.