Quotes About Ephemeral

We go like flies when we come to the end of the summer . . . And who is going to prevent it?

That time is short and it doesn't return again.

The highlander seemed to float through life very much the same as a cloud in an empty sky, touching nothing, leaving no trace of his passing.

Time was as thin as hope.

an event that had the consistency of smoke and lacked anything of substance.

Sadece güncel deneyimiyle yaÅŸayan bir uygarl?k esasen çorak bir uygarl?kt?r.

And, as always happens, and happens far too soon, the strange and wonderful becomes a memory and a memory becomes a dream. Tomorrow it's gone.

No one remembers the singer. The song remains.

Old terror crouched in the shadows. It was one of the most ancient terrors, the one that meant that no sooner had mankind learned to walk on two legs than it dropped to its knees. It was the terror of impermanence, the knowledge that all this would pass away, that a beautiful voice or a wonderful figure was something whose arrival you couldn't control and whose departure you couldn't delay.

Men said things like peace in our time or an empire that will last a thousand years, and less than half a lifetime later no one even remembered who they were, let alone what they had said or where the mob had buried their ashes.

It was usually a case of heir today, gone tomorrow.

It was the terror of impermanence, the knowledge that all this would pass away, that a beautiful voice or a wonderful figure was something whose arrival you couldn't control and whose departure you couldn't delay.

This was the time, when night wasn't quite over but day hadn't quite begun, when thoughts stood out bright and clear and without disguise.

After all it was only wood. It'd rot in a few hundred years. By the measure of infinity, it hardly existed at all. On average, considered over the lifetime of the multiverse, most things didn't

So little time. We have so little time on this earth with the people we love.

all beauty were passing, and you were given these things to hold in your arms before the world slipped away, would you give them up?

There is no single entity whose identity is changeless. All things are constantly changing. Nothing endures forever or contains a changeless element called a self.

Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.

Discourse is fleeting, but junk mail is forever.

Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that is.

Just like that. Blink of an eye, if I'd blinked. I hadn't. He'd vanished

There are people I stand near a single time and skirt forevermore.

Stars slid away like rain, she was gone so long.

Whatever song we are making in this place, we are going to die without hearing.