Quotes About Fleeting

The more we wait, the more everything and everyone looks like a grain of sand escaping between our fingers before vanishing into the wind.

Henry was thinking of the younger Holland sister of the way she could go from being an impetuous girl to a knowing woman in a few seconds and never lose the stars in her eyes.

How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot A heap of dust alone remains of thee 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!

Affection may be abiding and love may be abiding, but the state of being in love is transitory.

Life is short, so fall in love, dear maiden, before your youthful ardor cools off, for there is no tomorrow.

Moments are precious, sometimes they linger and other times they're fleeing, and yet so much could be done in them; you could change a mind, you could save a life and you could even fall in love.

The perishable nature of love is what gives love its profound importance in our lives. If it were endless, if it were on tap, love wouldn't hit us the way it does.

True love always happens in a flash.

Mr. Sand, do you think it's possible to fall in love in the space of a single day?" He smiled. "I wouldn't know. I only fall in love at night. Never lasts beyond breakfast, though.

Everything that man esteems Endures a moment or a day. Love's pleasure drives his love away, The painter's brush consumes his dreams.

'Tis brief, my lord...as woman's love.

Love is an appetite which, like all other appetites, is destroyed for the moment by its gratification.

Most of the famous love affairs of literature or film were quite short. What was Romeo & Juliet? How long were they together? A few days.

They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead, that all of thee we loved and cherished has with thy summer roses perished; and left, as its young beauty fled, an ashen memory in its stead.

Of all the butterflies that chose to stay, I'm in love with the one that got away.

One inch of love is an inch of ashes.

The people hung upon His words - that is, until they hung Him on a cross. Admiration is fleeting. Love is eternal.

Two years were all we had, love," she whispered, "and we squandered them.

a cyclamen that looks like a flight of butterflies, frozen for a single, exquisite moment in the white heart of Time...

it occurred to me that never again would he be seven years, one month and six days old, so we had better catch these moments while we can.

Life on Earth, you see, is not only brief but dismayingly tenuous.

The bad news is that atoms are fickle and their time of devotion is fleeting—fleeting indeed. Even a long human life adds up to only about 650,000 hours. And when that modest milestone flashes past, or at some other point thereabouts, for reasons unknown your atoms will shut you down, silently disassemble, and go off to be other things. And that's it for you.

Human memories are short and inaccurate.

and that's you gone, but it was good while it lasted.