Quotes About Ephemeral

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.

With Lust, Beauty lasts only for a short time but with Love, it can last forever.

Wealth can melt, Fame can turn into shame, Power isn't forever, Love is unfair, But Friends who remember each other last forever.

The days go by so quickly, and we have such a short time to live. So hold close the ones you love, and never let go.

The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye...until we meet again.

and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along.

Looks are only temporary, but intelct is forever.

why is it that happiness can disappear in an instant but sadness stays around forever?

She wanted her poems to translate all she saw and heard and felt, and not be any earthly thing. What she aimed for was evanescence like the brilliance of lightning, the flash of truth, or a transport so swift it felt like flight.

Cats come and go without ever leaving.

Death comes in a flash, and that's the truth of it, the person's gone in less than 24 frames of film.

Everything that exists perishes, everything that has been created by those who perish will be destroyed. One inevitably leads to the other, one can never return to the primordial.

Had I truly thought I would not die when he kissed me? But I did. For a moment the breath and life went out of me and there was no time and no tomorrow but only my lips against his.

They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever.

Even if I use sweet phrases in this description, I cannot even be sure that what I write here is true, precisely because I do not know the Absolute Truth, but what I argue in this pages is a feeling of this tear that is my life, a feeling on this world that will disappear just as it appeared, maybe in fire and ashes or in steam and tar.

In the future everybody will be world famous for fifteen minutes.

What has faded, is already lost

Flowers continuously bloom and die, just like love

Only Destiny gave birth to Spirituality and nothing else, because this is also a form that reflects in the Great Void of non-Knowledge from the Mirror of Knowledge in order to keep the image of Spirituality as closest as possible to the Great Void-Being. Thus only the Spirituality is closer to the great Void-Being that is described to us through death and through the destiny of this Death which can be as tender to this ephemeral existence as he can be unforgiving to the mans Sacred Self.

And then we went to the end of worlds time with our thoughts burdened by the glory of the lie of this false spirituality of mankind that rests on its own truth as if it would be eternal and not ephemeral, as if it would be a weight in the balance of Creation and not at its feet, as if it were truth and not lie!

All the positions, fortunes, celebrities disappear as a snow flake that melts on the black asphalt of death. So does beauty too.

Love comes unseen; we only see it go.

So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine for a little while. Catch it in a mason jar, with holes in the top, and run like hell to show it off.

Love passes quickly, and passes like a street Arab, anxious to mark his way with mischief