Quotes About Ephemeral

Extract from "That it will never come again" by Emily Dickinson reprinted by permission of the publishers and the Trustees of Amherst College from THE POEMS OF EMILY DICKINSON, Thomas H. Johnson, ed., Cambridge, Mass.: The Belknap Press of Harvard University Press, Copyright © 1951, 1955, 1979, 1983 by the President and Fellows of Harvard College. Lyrics from THIS MUST BE THE PLACE by David Byrne. Courtesy Index Music, Inc.

The letters fading like retreating strangers in a fog.

Bands don't last. We'd have been a meteor shower. Over before we started. "Meteor showers are fucking beautiful.

All of our earthly concerns are quite transient compared to the sky.

That it will never come again, Is what makes life so sweet. —EMILY DICKINSON

Time gives his hour-glass Its due reversal. Their hour is gone.

The bloom is gone, and with the bloom go I.

Hither and thither spinsThe windborne, mirroring soul;A thousand glimpses wins,And never sees a whole.

What if nobody was still around who even faintly remembered your past life there? In that case, your entire existence upon the planet Earth held no more lasting meaning than a random pebble tossed into a pond: the few ripples were soon gone, leaving no mark. In a zero-sum world, your life might as well not have been lived.

a blossom past its perfection, shedding petals like a sad metaphor

He was a small part of summer, he was summer's tongue.

Dividimos el mundo entero en "deseable" e "indeseable", concedemos permanencia a lo que es efímero y percibimos como cualidades autónomas lo que en realidad es una red infinita de relaciones que cambian sin cesar.

Nous ne nous ménageons même pas une heure de réflexion sur cent heures de divertissement. Tout au plus quelques instants, lorsque des bouleversements affectifs ou professionnels nous font « remettre les choses en question ». Mais comment, et pour combien de temps ? Profitons-nous vraiment de ces occasions pour regarder en face le bien-fondé des certitudes fragiles, la nature éphémère des sentiments et des attachements ?

Combien d'êtres confus, passionnés ou timorés se sont égarés dans les aberrations d'une vie qui passe aussi rapidement qu'un geste furtif ?

Personal existence is intermittent

Das schönste an einem Kuß ist jawohl, daß er nicht siebzig Jahre dauert. Es stelle sich jeder mal vor, er würde noch heute im Rachen dessen wühlen, den er als erstes küßte!

De ta petite oreille j'oublie les longs secrets, ton sourire d'enfantelet, l'éphémère qu'on ose pas baiser, tes paupières aveuglées par mes lèvres, sources claires du destin, froides, chaudes comme la lune en juin.

The images of peace are ephemeral. The language of peace is subtle. The reasons for peace, the definitions of peace, the very idea of peace have to be invented, and invented again

Hiljadu ne?ijih sre?nih ?asaka bi?e kao ovaj, ali ovaj nikada više. Hiljadu tu?ih ljubavi bi?e kao ova, ali ova nikad više.

Hiljadu ne?ijih sre?nih ?asaka bi?e kao ovaj, ali ovaj nikada više. Hiljadu tu?ih ljubavi bi?e kao ova, ali ova nikada više. Nikada: jedina kona?nost.

The present could never be held, it did not allow it.

Sometimes you think people will be around forever, and then you lose them with no warning at all.

Good things, by their nature, are fleeting. It's those that bring us grief that linger.

Anything that ends is a dream. This whole universe is a dream.