Quotes About Transient

This isn't meant to last. This is for right now.

I'm a flash in the pan: a novelty.

I like the condition of being an outsider, just passing through.

And the case of butterflies so rich it looks As if all summer settled there and died.

He'll come back to visit, but not to stay, not to live.

I feel like a visitor just about everywhere.

Its visits, like those of angels, short, and far between.

Nothing very very good and nothing very very bad ever lasts for very very long.

Anything that can be proven cannot last.

Me dijo que su libro se llamaba el Libro de Arena, porque ni el libro ni la arena tienen ni principio ni fin

Mercy is not frozen in time, but flits about frantically, unsure where to land.

That's how he'd thought of most people—appearing in your life like foundlings on the doorstep, only to be swept away later as if by flood.

I know that you cannot banish the truth permanently, you can only cloud it temporarily.

The happier the moment the shorter.

Satan said, You are a temp in life.

What I have always liked about Brighton is its impersonality. Since the 18th century, people have come, used the place and gone home again.

I'm used to living out of a suitcase.

Look: the trees exist; the houses we dwell in stand there stalwartly. Only we pass by it all, like a rush of air. And everything conspires to keep quiet about us, half out of shame perhaps, half out of some secret hope.

Das ist die Sehnsucht: wohnen im Gewoge und keine Heimat haben in der Zeit. Und das sind Wünsche: leise Dialoge täglicher Stunden mit der Ewigkeit.

There are some people who live to be thirty-five or forty, but because no one ever notices, their lives are candle-brief, invisible-small.

Après tout, on vit à l'époque des Kleenex. On fait avec les gens comme avec les mouchoirs, on froisse après usage, on jette, on en prend un autre, on se mouche, on froisse, on jette. Tout le monde se sert des basques du voisin.

I have no inner life. I have no 'intimate' life. I am just what I-what to do. I move from one habitation to another like one of those-is it herit crabs? Taking up residence in others shells. (…) Others' shells are fine. You come, and then you go. They're gone

Well, ultimately nothing lasts. Everything is temporal, but some things last longer than others.

speech is such an ephemeral thing - it's gone in a puff of warm air, which is all it is in a material sense