Quotes About Ephemeral

It's hard to remember that this day will never come again. That the time is now and the place is here and that there are no second chances at a single moment.

these constructs are constantly changing. Each situation, each thought, each word, each feeling, is just a passing memory.

If the object of meditation were something concrete, something solid and graspable - an image or a statue or a dot on the floor or a candle - it would be much more of a concentration exercise. But the breath is very elusive; even if you wanted to give it one hundred percent attention, it would be difficult because it is so ephemeral, so light, so airy and spacious. As the object of meditation, it brings a sense of softness and gentleness.

Impermanence means that the essence of life is fleeting.

the satisfaction that we get is very short-lived.

We're always looking for a permanent reference point, and it doesn't exist. Everything is impermanent. Everything is always changing—fluid, unfixed, and open. Nothing is pin-down-able the way we'd like it to be.

Love is the way that life forgets that it is terminal. Love is life's alibi in the face of death.

But our here and now is just a blip along the continuum.

It won't necessarily last, they know, but they cherish it all the more for that. You only know luck by its opposite.

It comes down to this. When we die, not only will our bodies be gone, but so will the people we remember. We live in the world, and we recall the world, and one day we won't do either anymore. The church bells will ring and the drunks will drink.

The excessive pleasure we imagine receiving from what we want most of all is fleeting at best.

If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower.

Death is very close, he thought. When you think in this manner. I can feel it, he decided. How near I am. Nothing is killing me; I have no enemy, no antagonist; I am merely expiring, like a magazine subscription: month by month.

Everything wears out eventually; nothing is permanent. Change is the one constant of life.

No one can win against kipple, he said, except temporarily and maybe in one spot, like in my apartment I've sort of created a stasis between the pressure of kipple and nonkipple, for the time being. But eventually I'll die or go away, and then the kipple will again take over. It's a universal principle operating throughout the universe; the entire universe is moving toward a final state of total, absolute kippleization.

Random, and yet rooted in the moment in which he lived, in which his life was bound up with all other lives and particles in the universe.

This is an interval, ein Augenblick. The cosmic process is hurrying on, crushing life back into the granite and methane; the wheel turns for all life. It is all temporary. And

But it doesn't matter. The electric things have their lives, too. Paltry as those lives are.

I am like a gray thing, he thought. Bustling along with the currents of air that tumble me, that roll me, like a gray puffball, on and on.

All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. - Roy Batty of Blade Runner

All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain - Roy Batty of Blade Runner

WITH THEM, Joe Fernwright thought, there is not life but merely a synopsis of life. We are a thread that passes through their hands; always in motion, always flowing, we slip by and are never fully grasped. The slipping away is continuous, and carries all of us with it, on and on, toward the dreadful alchemy of the tomb.

Sex means nothing--just the moment of ecstasy, that flares and dies in minutes.

All good things pass away.