Quotes About Transient

Sva od stvarnosti, a sama nestvarna, koja nije ni ono što je bilo ju?e ni ono što ?e biti sutra; nešto kao prolazno ostrvo u poplavi vremena.

It's hard to blow an ugly bubble.

Patriotism is an instant reaction that fades away when the war starts.

No mind, no wisdom--tempora ry mind, temporary wisdom--eternal mind, eternal wisdom.

Knowledge of the soul is the only universal truth and the only wisdom - all other knowledge is transient.

if anger arises in the mind in response to an outside event, it's helpful to look for either the saddening or frightening aspect of that event and then take whatever measures we can to address the sadness or the fear. Knowing that negativity or aversion is a transient energy never means to ignore it. It means to see it clearly, always, and work with it wisely [p. 85].

A drunkard's words are gone by the next dawn.

Vår stutte tid blir her.

I've got a short memory span.

Because in a split second, it's gone.

These are but dreaming men. Breathe, and they fade.

economic—when economic security and basic materialistic needs are guaranteed to all—then incentive will not disappear, but be of a different sort, increasing in strength and determination, producing true greatness, not the kind of transparent, transient "greatness" which present incentives produce.

The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.

He always had the sense that they were on borrowed time.

Nothing can be sadder or more profound than to see a thousand things for the first and last time.

Voir mille objets pour la première et pour la dernière fois, quoi de plus mélancolique et de plus profond ! Voyager, c'est naître et mourir à chaque instant.

L'eccesso del dolore, come l'eccesso della gioia, sono stati d'animo violenti, che durano poco. Il cuore dell'uomo non può restare a lungo in estremo.

L'excès de la douleur, comme l'excès de la joie, est une chose violente qui dure peu. Le cÅ"ur de l'homme ne peut rester longtemps dans une extrémité.

Grief is a sneaky thing, always coming and going like some guest you didn't invite and can't turn away.

Their whole relationship seemed to be made of air, filled with nothing.

Tomorrow felt as ephemeral as a kiss in the dark.

I am stardust gathered fleetingly into form.

Man hath no Heaven and Time's coast is chartless. He speeds; we pass away!

For poems are like rainbows; they escape you quickly.