Quotes About Transient

Those without a true sense of history fail to see how volatile and transient human leadership is, even on the scale of empires. When viewed from the perspective of a mere lifetime, we tend to see our governmental structures as permanent and unchangeable. This is entirely false. —FAYKAN CORRINO I, first Emperor after the Butlerian Jihad

I wasn't really living anywhere... I was just kinda hanging out. I would live from week to week in places.

Fads are the kiss of death. When the fad goes away, you go with it.

There are people I stand near a single time and skirt forevermore.

You don't even live once.

wouldn't stay long. She told

How short a time a person had to be alive, he thought. How long to be dead.

Matter is the most passive and most defenseless essence in cosmos. Anyone can mold it and shape it; it obeys everybody. All attempts at organizing matter are transient and temporary, easy to reverse and to dissolve. There is no evil in reducing life to other and newer forms. Homicide is not a sin.

What are the children of men, but as leaves that drop at the wind's breath?

So passed the seasons then, so they pass now, and so they will pass in time to come, while we come and go like leaves of the tree that fall and are soon forgotten.

So passed the seasons then, so they pass now, and so they will pass in tome to come, while we come and go like leaves of the tree that fall and are soon forgotten.

They were here, and then they weren't, and that was all there was.

But words were indeed ephemeral, able to sleet past all manner of defences, quick to cut, eager to draw blood.

The big river rolls past our town, takes a slow look, and rolls away.

I could tell you of occasionally, every eon, meeting a person, with whom I might stay for a billion years. But what of it? After a billion years there is nothing left to say, and you wander apart, uncaring in the end.

She felt as if he'd touched her feeling somehow, held them and looked at them, and then put them down again, for they did not hold his interest for long.

His beauty made him ephermal, like a dragonfly.

Bubbles are just a little liquid soap and a breath of air.

Is it possible that software is not like anything else, that it is meant to be discarded: that the whole point is to always see it as a soap bubble?

Love? Love is like holding water in your hands. You might have it for a time, but it escapes, leaving you with nothing.

Never fall in love with stargazers – always with accelerated affection. Their love disappears in the blink of an eye like a shooting star.

Sometimes souls are meant to meet and fleet for they have different contracts to complete.

In]the too solid three-dimensional city, I could never feel myself as anything but spectral, disintegrating, pointless, fluid.

Las vidas sin significado pasan de largo como trenes que no paran en tu estación.