Quotes About Ephemerality

Life begins when a person first realizes how soon it will end.

Everytime I hold you is the last time I hold you, I've known that since the very first time.

Earthly possessions are transient and ephemeral. Giving away love creates ripples that last for some time.

Truths are written, never said... Lines are drawn, but then they fade.

I am tired of waiting on life, it was so slow to arrive and so quick to leave.

life seems to shorten itself, and all of a sudden

Fixity is always momentary. But how can it always be so? If it were, it would not be momentary - or would not be fixity.

I guess it comes back to the old motto, you have you're fifteen minutes a fame.

My dear, dear girl, he said gently as she tried to speak, we can't turn back the days that have gone. We can't turn life back to the hours when our lungs were sound, our blood hot, our bodies young. We are a flash of fire--a brain, a heart, a spirit. And we are three cents worth of lime and iron--which we cannot get back.

in small moment of time, the climax of their lives, a culmination of glory, not of fear, were swept away from us.

How crazy it was that people who were so incredibly alive could get so incredibly dead

Beauty is how objects end. Beauty is death.

We are like fireworks…rising, shining and finally…scattering and fading. So until that moment comes when we vanish like fireworks…let us sparkle brightly…always.

the greatest men that ever live pass away unknown. they put forth no claims for themselves, establish no schools of systems in their name. they never create or stir but just melt down into love

Today is always here,' said Sethe. 'Tomorrow, never.

By and by all trace is gone, and what is forgotten is not only the footprints but the water too and what it is down there. The rest is weather. Not the breath of the disremembered and unaccounted for, but wind in the eaves, or spring ice thawing too quickly. Just weather. Certainly no clamor for a kiss.

Good times pass away, but then so do the bad. Mutability is our tragedy, but it is also our hope. The worst of times, like the best, are always passing away.

Even these thoughts will slip my mind in time. And then..... ...only... ...the beat of my heart still remains.

life—and love—can be gone any second. When you had it, you needed to hang on with all your strength and savor every second.

she should have told me that times slides away on a hillside of lose shale and takes everything in its path-dreams, opportunities, hopes. And youth. It takes that fastest of all.

Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: "It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds.

Yesterday and tomorrow cross and mix on the skyline. The two are lost in a purple haze. One forgets, one waits.

Each day a day goes by.

Anche le parole che ora diciamo il tempo nella sua rapina ha già portato via e nulla torna (I, 11)