Quotes About Ephemeral

Sex and a cocktail: they both lasted about as long, had the same effect, and amounted to the same thing.

For {she} had adopted the standard of the young: what there was in the moment was everything. And moments followed one another without necessarily belonging to one another.

I don't want the corpses of flowers about me.

Why are we all only like mortal pieces of furniture? Why is nothing important?

For Connie had adopted the standard of the young: what there was in the moment was everything.

Sufficient unto the moment is the appearanceof reality.

Paul was treated to dazzling descriptions of all kinds of flower-like ladies, most of whom lived like cut blooms in William's heart, for a brief fortnight.

I offer a bunch of pansies, not a wreath of immortelles. I don't want everlasting flowers and I don't want to offer them to anyone else. A flower passes, and that is perhaps the best of it… don't nail the pansy down. You won't keep it any better if you do.

This dew-like life will fade away; avoid involvement in superfluous things.

no matter how long you try to follow a meaningful purpose in life, impermanence always cuts it off.

In the fields with which we are concerned, knowledge comes only in flashes. The text is the thunder rolling long afterward.

A verdadeira imagem do passado perpassa, veloz. O passado só se deixa ficar, como imagem que relampeja irreversivelmente, no momento em que é reconhecido.

Who said, 'All Time's delight Hath she for narrow bed; Life's troubled bubble broken'? --- That's what I said.

After all, what is man but a hoard of ghosts? Oaks, that were acorns, that were oaks...

sounds as faint as the vanishing remembrance of voices in a dream

It didn't matter that it wouldn't last. Beauty never did.

often think of how so many people have walked into my life for just a few minutes and kicked up some dust, then they're gone away.

crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.

Life is something very short that happens in between deaths.

The music, while it lasted, brought a new world into being.

For Whitehead the final service God does for us is also the final service we do for God, that our ephemeral, mortal lives on earth shall have abiding significance as ideally prehended in the consequent nature of God. In this philosophy the aim of life is quite literally to enhance the glory of God, meaning the beauty of the creation as enjoyed by God.

Orwell was wrong. You don't need repression. You need only the sensory overload of an age of numbingly ephemeral social media.

Linus: Nothing goes on forever. All good things must come to an end... Charlie: When do the good things start?

Beyond the ephemeral and the dark stands "a sign from eternity, solemn and mighty, bathed in the radiance of the divine sun of grace and light—the cross. And there [God] hangs, his arms outstretched as if to embrace the entire world in love."42