Quotes About Ephemeral

Life had become a series of vanishing photographs, posted every day, gone the next. One had no story anymore. Character, narrative, history, were all dead. Only the flat caricature of the instant remained, and that was what one was judged by.

Our pleasures, however refined or easily acquired, are by their very nature fleeting. They begin to subside the instant the arise, only to be replaced by fresh desires or feelings of discomfort.

On the pinnacle of success man does not stand firm long.

People need to realise what real happiness and success is, because success as an actor is fleeting. You can be up there one day and gone the next.

People still don't appreciate how ephemeral success is.

We have our clothes, some more splendid than others,—this is our credit; but when a man dies he has only his skin;

Un académicien dirait que les soirées du monde sont des collections de fleurs qui attirent papillons inconstants, abeilles affamées et frelons bourdonnants.

À voir ce que l'on fut sur terre et ce qu'on laisse Seul le silence est grand; tout le reste est faiblesse.

That's the thing about things. They fall apart, always have, always will, it's in their nature.

Real love, after all, was worth the price you paid, however briefly it might last.

No one knows where time goes, all the same it disappears.

Once upon a time I was young and beautiful. But that is the fairy tale, because it all passes in the blink of an eye.

for since Munro's chosen form is the short story, her overriding theme is brevity—look now, act now, contemplate now, because soon, very soon, this thing that involves you will be over.

And who's to say that just because something lasts only a short time, it has little value?

As you sit, make peace also with the reality that, after you die, it won't matter to you how you are remembered; you will not be here to experience it. All the grand things that you do or say, all the skyscrapers you build and cover with gold, your elegant tombstone, all will be completely forgotten eventually. Even your children, and their children, too, will be forgotten. That being so, perhaps it is best to begin to erase your presence well before you leave the scene.

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

We are moving swiftly into the era of the temporary product, made by temporary methods, to serve temporary needs.

LIFE, n. A spiritual pickle preserving the body from decay. We live in daily apprehension of its loss; yet when lost it is not missed

In many instances nothing marked the spot where lay the vestiges of some poor mortal-who, leaving a large circle of sorrowing friends, had been left by them in turn-except a depression in the earth, more lasting than that in the spirits of the mourners.

Rejoice in what you have. Power, wealth, fame, they are ghosts! They are like the breeze, impossible to hold. There is no grand destination. Every path ends at the Last Door. Revel in the sparks one person strikes from another.

Help to these people was a coin tossed in a pool. It might make a few ripples, but they would quickly vanish as though they had never been.

all trace of morning magnificence entirely wilted.

You can be as great a man as you please while you're alive. Makes not a straw of difference once you go back to the mud. And

Moshing, for most of them, is a celebration of the moment, of the sad fact that it is only a moment.