Quotes About Ephemeral

Chi vuole respirare a grandi zaffate la musa del nostro tempo la precarietà può passare di qui senza affrettarsi è il colpo secco quello che fa orrore non già l'evanescenza il dolce afflato del nulla ...

O mortal man, think mortal thoughts!

Success is very ephemeral. You depend entirely on the desire of others, which makes it difficult to relax.

Smells are odd things. They follow you about when you're not thinking about them, but when you put your nose to where they ought to be, they aren't there. The

The past is every second of your life up until now. Up until NOW. See how quickly the present is gobbled up by the past? The present is... Sorry, it's already gone. Hmm, it was just there a minute ago.

I have to remind myself that it may never be this good again.

There is no way that you can ever really repeat something. I have this great belief that the magic of the moment can never be recaptured.

With documentaries, what's beautiful about them is that you capture something unique in a shot, something that will never repeat itself.

There are no more heroes in America. Because of the Internet, heroism has become momentary and within seconds someone who we should be thinking about will be replaced in people's minds with news that Beyonce lip-synched at the inauguration.

All states and nations, however great, bloom for a season and are replaced.

Father John Misty is rebelling not against repression or foolishness but the ephemeral nature of mankind. He seeks permanence in a fleeting age, and he does not find it because the one place he could find an answer, he considers closed off: a locked door.

You don't want to start writing songs about how your Twitter followers are going up, because one day Twitter won't exist, and you'll feel like an idiot.

I expect my immortality will last about six seconds after my funeral.

I think there's something really freeing about improv, that it's a collective, creative, in-the-moment piece. That's really exciting and really frustrating, because it's there and gone.

As the blessings of health and fortune have a beginning, so they must also find an end. Everything rises but to fall, and increases but to decay.

Words are like breath," she said, "you say them and they're gone. But writing traps them.

Of those cities will remain what passed through them, the wind!

That cloud, however, blossomed just for minutes And when I gazed up, faded in the wind.

I wondered if a blessing is still a blessing if it lasts for only a little while.

Special days, special moments don't last forever. Anyone knows that. Breezes of change blow hard and fast.

That's all we are, a few drops of water in a great river that doesn't know whether we are there or gone. And doesn't care

In Paul's day, instead of giving gold medals for winning first place in an Olympic event, a crown of olive or laurel leaves was placed on the winner's head. By the time the athlete went home that night, the wreath would already be wilting and falling apart. Think of that. All that energy expended for a wreath that didn't last beyond a day.

Try this way of picturing a human lifespan. The National Football League's Dallas Cowboys' stadium holds 105,000 people. Now, imagine that you're watching life go by down on the field, and every day you watch that life go by from a different seat. You don't even get a third of the way around. Before you've settled into a third of the seats, you'd be dead. And, that's if you had a good run, eighty-two-plus years. Yikes!

Death is such a strange thing. One minute you're here and then just gone. You'd think there would be an anteroom, a place where you could be visited before you go.