Quotes About Ephemerality

Jane put her hand on the calendar, as if she could take those days right in through her skin, her pores, into her blood and bones, hold them forever. But time didn't work that way. Time was all about the present. It was where you were and what you were doing, in any given moment, that gave life its meaning.

With that, the years slipped away, though not her beauty, because she had never had any.

The joys of love...last only a moment. The sorrows of love last all the life long.

Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower.

When she sees him, Holly says, it's like the sunsets at the beach--once the sun drops, the sand chills quickly. Then it's like a lot of times that were good ten minutes ago and don't count now.

Is this night a failure because it will end in an hour?

Only in brief flashes does it come to us that we may never see someone again.

Love who you love while you have them. That's all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you'll never run out.

I am watching parts of me evaporate like sidewalk water. This wet grey, this nighttime dew, gone before morning.

Die Wahrheit ist allezeit nur ein kurzes Siegesfest beschieden zwischen die beiden langen Zeiträumen, wo sie als paradox und als trivial gering geschätzt wird

A friend of mine, an older woman, once told me that every man is in love for an hour before and after each orgasm.

Denn alles muß in Nichts zerfallen, wenn es im Sein beharren will.

We never live long enough in our lives to know what today is like. — John Ashbery, from "The Improvement," And the Stars were Shining (Noonday Press, 1994)

Photography, because it stops the flow of life, is always flirting with death.

the very basic theme of poetry is that of time passing, the very basic theme of painting is that of the moment made permanent.

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We are already dead but not yet in the ground. - Fear

O words are poor receipts for what time hath stole away

Life was so short; so many beautiful things slipped away.

Everything in life, I have come to conclude, is about 15 minutes too long. Except for summer - summer never begins early enough and always ends too soon.

Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years.

Life was precious. Life was fragile. Here one moment, gone the next. Every second should be milked for all it's worth because you never know when the bottom was going to drop out.

To think that so much comes to so little, to think that life is really short.

Don't regret your life, child, it will pass soon enough.