Quotes About Ephemeral

Don't forget, as busy as you may be, to quickly raise your head and cast a glance at those great silver clouds and that silent blue ocean in which they are swimming...take notice of the resplendence and glory that overlie this day...because this day will never, ever come again! This day is a gift to you like a rose in full bloom, lying at your feet, waiting for you to pick it up and press it to your lips.

Take notice of the resplendence and glory that overlie this day, because this day will never, ever come again! This day is a gift to you like a rose in full bloom, lying at your feet, waiting for you to pick it up and put it to your lips.

I close my eyes and listen to the roar and clatter of the world as it rushes by. We are rushing too. The wind is whipping past us. We are so brief. A one-day dandelion. A seedpod skittering across the ice. We are a feather falling from the wing of a bird. I don't know why it is given to us to be so mortal and to feel so much. It is a cruel trick, and glorious.

troubles are as endless as pleasures are brief ...

A village, even a small one, takes at least all night to burn, in the end it looks like an enormous flower, then there's only a bud, and after that nothing.

Invoking posterity is like making speeches to worms.

That's what life is, a bit of light that ends in darkness.

Nous sommes, par nature, si futiles, que seules les distractions peuvent nous empêcher vraiment de mourir.

Life was so short. Every moment was precious!

Seus tesouros estavam todos guardados na Terra, pois vivera apena para os pequenos prazeres mundanos, as coisas efêmeras, e esqueceu-se das grandes coisas que seguem junto da alma até a eternidade e que constroem uma ponte sobre o hiato que há entre as duas vidas, fazendo da morte uma mera passagem entre tempos e lugares, como do anoitecer ao dia pleno

Eu já não tenho essa necessidade, pois morro a cada instante, eu, e renasço novo e sem recordações: vivo e inteiro, já não dentro de mim, mas em cada coisa fora de mim.

It means much to have loved, to have been happy, to have laid my hand on the living Garden, even for a day.

We have seen these bodies, she would think, and even long after we are gone some particle in the universe will hold a memory of the words we once used to describe their beauty.

Din punctul de vedere al tantarului, omul e nemuritor.

embracing her now would have been like trying to hug a sunbeam

You human beings tend to want good things to last forever. They don't. Not while we're in time.

Ptolemy said, "Mortal though I be, yea, ephemeral, if but a moment I gaze up at night's starry domain of heaven, then no longer on earth I stand: I touch the Creator and my lively spirit drinketh immortality.

I like the ephemeral thing about theatre, every performance is like a ghost - it's there and then it's gone.

The younger generation of performers really enjoy their success. Its like they know their moment is here right now and probably won't be here in a few years.

Life is a beautiful dream to be cherished, as long as it lasts.

Time is the one resource we cannot manufacture or recapture."PLAN | PROMOTE | PROFIT © 2001 - 2016

And we wept that one so lovely should have a life so brief.

Cat de mult seamana viata din zilele noastre cu un bal mizerabil: un pic de lumina, un pic de muzica, putin dans, apoi intuneric. Priveste. Luminile au fost deja stinse, resturile de mancare au fost deja aruncate cainilor.

Begreppet 'lycklig i alla sina dagar', illusionen om bestående lycka, är i själva verket en oxymoron. Antingen konstant lycka eller klimax. Evig lycka är inte någon lycka, på samma sätt som evig orgasm inte alls är någon orgasm.