Quotes About Ephemeral

This place, if I could describe this place, no place around me, theres no end to me, I dont know what it is, it isnt flesh, it doesnt end, its like air

These things I say, and shall say, if I can, are no longer, or are not yet, or never were, or never will be, or if they were, if they are, if they will be, were not here, are not here, will not be here, but elsewhere.

Youth is like spring, an overpraised season

A pair of lovers are like sunset and sunrise: there are such things every day but we very seldom see them.

Human life is as evanescent as the morning dew or a flash of lightning.

Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.

A cucumber should be well-sliced, dressed with pepper and vinegar, and then thrown out.

The sun's rim dips, the stars rush out:At one stride comes the dark;With far-heard whisper o'er the seaOff shot the specter bark.

Worlds on worlds are rolling ever From creation to decay, Like the bubbles on a river, Sparkling, bursting, borne away.

He was like a few notes scattered in a strong wind, the backbone of melody long since blown out to sea.

Because beautiful things always make us sad,' she replied, closing her eyes and nestling her head against his. 'Why?' 'Because we can't hold onto them forever.' 'No, because they're transient, like a rainbow or a sunset. Nothing beautiful lasts. Or perhaps because they remind us of where we came from and our spirits long to return

Yang fana adalah waktu, kita abadi

Sadece Hava da olsa, ölümsüzdür dilimdeki sözcükler

Her sister - shimmering and translucent in the moonlight - was next to her, standing fiercely over Ethan with her fists balled up. And then, just as quickly, she was gone.

Thank you," I whispered. ... "Remember me," I said, knowing they would. And then, as fast as a shooting star, I was gone.

I saw a star slide down the sky Blinding the north as it went by Too buring and too quick to hold Too lovely to be bought or sold Good only to make wishes on And then forever to be gone

I saw a star slide down the sky, Blinding the north as it went by, Too burning and too quick to hold, Too lovely to be bought or sold, Good only to make wishes on And then forever to be gone.

I wanted to matter. For my life to matter. So many people die and no one knows they ever existed. They're ripples in a stream, disappearing when the wind blows.

In infinite time, in infinite matter, in infinite space, is formed a bubble organism, and that bubble lasts a while and bursts, and that bubble is Me.

The sands of time are quicksands ... so much can sink into them without a trace.

Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag on like the death of a thousand cuts.

Time passes by like lightning. Before you know it you're struck down.

Time isn't precious at all, because it is an illusion.

The moment has no time.