Quotes About Ephemeral

She had that rare virtue of never existing completely except for that opportune monent.

We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces.

When we look at the flowers, we suddenly forget so many important things. We forget that all flowers die. We forget that winter will come again. We forget that nothing really endures and that, like the flowers that die at the end of the growing season, we'll join them in the cold ground.

Too oft is transient pleasure the source of long woes.

I woke up famous for about a minute, then stopped being famous again.

The oaths of a woman I inscribe on water.

That's why I love theatre, because things happen in the moment. I think you work without being conscious that you're working.

Everyone sort of sees his own life and times as being ephemeral. One thinks that everything good or important that happened, happened in the past. But I think that seeing scenes that you are used to, but with the heightening effects of poetry, perhaps makes you value your life and times more than you might otherwise do.

The bubbles are thinner than wavelengths of light.

Segundo, são as tristezas de crepúsculo. O crepúsculo é triste, naturalmente. Não, não há perda nenhuma. Tudo está certo. Não há razões para ficar triste. A despeito disso, no crepúsculo a gente fica. Talvez porque o crepúsculo seja uma metáfora do que é a vida: a beleza efêmera das cores que vão mergulhando no escuro da noite.

Lo, all our pomp of yesterdayIs one with Nineveh and Tyre!

The tumult and the shouting dies;The captains and the kings depart.

This world's existence is one night long. There's a great lively gathering that night, but some people sleep through it.

Enough for me that you are beautiful: Beauty possessed diminishes. Better a dream of love Than love's dream broken; Better a look exchanged Than love's word spoken. Enough for me that you walk past, A firefly flashing in the dark.

Some people become an integral part of our lives; others are ships that pass in the night. Short stories, in fact. My

Hapiness is as exclusive as a butterfly, and you must never pursue it. If you stay very still, it may come and settle on your hand. But only briefly. Savour those moments, for they will not come in your way very often.

To the modern politician and planner, men are the flies of a summer, oblivious of their past, reckless of their future.

Rights have become what the political sovereign or ephemeral master decides to dispense and whatever gratifies the undisciplined cravings and desires of the individual.

Some of us come here as shooting stars, to shine brightly for only the briefest moment, and others of us come and overstay our welcome, living to a ripe old age and forgetting our own names.

Time had no meaning, save that it was running out.

Every hour love's bones grow lighter.

Do you think that every time we meet a person we should treat it like it was the last time we ever were going to see them?

Music is fragile: people die, and it's forgotten.

Some people want to go forever, I just want to burn off hard and bright.