Quotes About Ephemeral

Vi- ett ögonblick. Det var precis vad vi var: Ett ögonblick. Ingen framtid, inget förflutet, ingenting bortom nuet.

But have you ever felt that something was so good it couldn't possibly last?

that is what life is for it is better to be a part of beauty for one instant and then cease to exist than to exist forever and never be a part of beauty

The thing about perfection is that it is unknowable, it's impossible, but its also right in front of us, all the time

The glittery feeling. She'd named it because it felt to her as if her skin and everything beneath it briefly became shiny and jumpy and bubbly, as if glitter materialized inside her, then rose quickly through the layers of tissue that comprised her, momentarily sparkling all over the surface of her skin before dissipating into the air. Martha

There is no "I" for a person, for a beehive, for a corporation, for an animal, for a nation, for any living thing. The "I" of a vivisystem is a ghost, an ephemeral shroud.

Not forever lasts the spring Nor ever blossom flowers. Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this. 'They know not life, who know not this

Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this.

Everything people call fabulous or amazing lasts for about ten minutes before the culture moves on to the next thing.

I'm only going to be here for a time, then leave you." His gaze met mine. "And I will cry when I go, because I could love you forever.

The point of language puts us in the same position as lightning.

Next to a circus there ain't nothing that packs up and tears out faster than the Christmas spirit.

Kindred, League of Legends

Beauty fades. That is why it is beautiful.

Of all losses, time is the most irrecuperable for it can never be redeemed.

Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.

This dewdrop world Is but a dewdrop world And yet —

Flowers scattering - The water we thirst for Far off, in the mist.

My heart that was rapt away by the wild cherry blossoms — will it return to my body when they scatter?

After all, how many days like this do you get in life? How often can you really be free, alive...weightless? That's the problem with perfect moments. They end.

Passion is a thunderstorm, there and gone. It nourishes, si, but it drowns, too.

for a moment, all bells ring true.

We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.

vivid y disfrutad, que el tiempo apremia y se acerca la hora en que todo os será arrebatado!».