Quotes About Ephemeral

Garden fairies come at dawn, Bless the flowers then they're gone.

The fashion of this world passeth away.

Flowers and butterflies drift in color, illuminating spring.

Let us crown ourselves with rosebuds, before they be withered.

Thou shalt see the mountains that thou supposest fixed, passing by like clouds.

Our time is a very shadow that passeth away.

Love is like a butterfly: It goes where it pleases and it pleases wherever it goes.

As he came forth of his mother's womb, naked shall he return to go as he came, and shall take nothing of his labor, which he may carry away in his hand.

Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.

I would not live alway: let me alone: for my days are vanity.

For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again.

Life will always be forever But remember you will not So be remembered forever

Life's like a bubble...pop - Caleb alan Hall

Youth is fleeting, life less so.

The things that look fixed in the world, child—mountains, wealth, empires—their permanence is only an illusion. We believe they will last, but that is only because of the brevity of our own lives. From the perspective of God, cities like this come and go like anthills.

You can cling to this world for a thousand years and still be plucked out of it in a breath.

I'm thankful that everything sweet is sweet because it is finite.

How few days are left in the lives of anyone. How few hours.

It is the rarest thing...that gets preserved, that does not get erased, broken down, transformed.

They just say words, and what are words but sounds these men shape out of breath, weightless vapors they send into the air of the kitchen to dissipate and die.

The eggs taste like clouds. Like spun gold.

Water was a wild, capricious substance: nothing solid, nothing permanent, nothing as it appeared.

Styrofoam tombstones around the stage and angles the microwave-box-turned-sarcophagus so the audience can read its epitaph: Aethon: Lived 80 Years a Man, 1

O tempo é algo escorregadio: segure com firmeza, ou seu encadeamento pode escoar de suas mãos para sempre.