Quotes About Ephemerality

Before we know it, its all going to be over so fast. Too fast for us to even realize what was..

It couldn't last of course. They both knew it. Not the evening, Not the holiday.

life picked up speed, and then most of it was gone—made you breathless, really.

Instead of stability, Heraclitus said, there is only change: ceaseless, relentless, and without end. In the desperate watercourse of existence, any notion we have of permanent or fixed values, even of our own body, is pure illusion. Instead, everywhere we look, everything we see is in constant flux and change.

Heraclitus is supposed to have said, while his most famous sayings of all, "All things change" (Panta rhei) and "You cannot step into the same river twice," make him the father of relativism:

What will happen to the world when you leave it? Nothing, in any case, will remain of what is now visible.

Cómo puede un ser fugaz apegarse a otro ser fugaz?, pues no volverá a ver a su ser amado en miles de nacimientos.

All that I possess and use Is like the fleeting vision of a dream. It fades into the realms of memory, And fading, will be seen no more.

There is no future, there is no past. Everything is now, and we are completely transparent; we have no solidity. We only look as if we had.

Life is a flash of lightning in the dark of night. It is a brief time of tremendous potential.

Anything physical is always changing, therefore, its reality is not constant, not eternal.

We cannot describe it. We cannot reveal it. And when we do, we disappear.

As you get older you realise that nothing lasts forever. It's not depressing, but it does make moments more intense.

Impermanence is the greatest gift anyone can have.

Everything that rises sets, and everything that grows, grows old.

Everyone and everything has a time to die.

There is something in all of us that has always been dead," I said. "If only because we know that eventually we will die. All of us except the smallest children.

The time always flees; it will wait for no man. And through you are still in the flower of your young manhood, age creeps on steadily, as quiet as a stone, and death meanaces every age and strikes in every rank, for no one escapes. As surely as we know that we will die, so we are uncertain of the day when death shall fall on us.

The nature of finite things as such is to have the seed of passing away as their essential being: the hour of their birth is the hour of their death.

Life is like a flame that is always burning itself out...

How can He be perfect? Everything He ever makes...dies.

It's the continuation of everyone's childhood to see these young children who grow up full of life, full of intelligence, full of a sense of wonder. And within an instant they're gone from this world. It's terrible.

Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic.

Our time for this life is nothing other than a race to death.