Quotes About Fleeting

None to witness. Dust of dreams, dust of all that we never achieved. Dust of what we might have been and what we cannot help but be.

She thought to resume crawling, then consciousness slipped away again.

He, like dead Rephain, was one of those bright blooms that grow quickly flaccid on the vine, eaten by decay in an evening's rain.

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.

Some delicacies can only be sampled once.

Nothing could be more perfect than this moment, but all too soon it is gone, burning out among the stars.

Only the magic of this country had brought them together, like shooting stars colliding briefly in the night sky.

The children sensed me, but I moved so swiftly, the sensation was too fleeting for alarm.

Being a child is such a shining gift, yet we don't know how precious it is until it's worn out and gone away.

Some people care about their work lasting forever - I have little interest in it.

Beauty fades, but knowledge is eternal

I know that, your time is very precious, But Dear .I am also a prince, we will not meet again and again

Maybe the things she loved most weren't meant to be permanent. Maybe the fact that they existed was enough.

Moments like these are fleeting, and we have to grab onto them while we can. From the instant I saw you, I wanted to give you my heart. But today I'll settle for giving you a flower.

Some people are like swings...They give us an exciting thing to do for a while..Thereafter leave us alone, dizzy and not very far ahead in life...

You are my winter suddenness—a glass of red wine spilt across a white tablecloth

And always, I could see that, despite his weakness for her or because of it, he seemed uncatchable, as if he might slip away at any moment.

I held her like tomorrow would not come. It stitched me, if only for a second...

You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo

love some one the way that its the last hour of the last day.

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

The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.

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

Here's to love at first sight, and here's to getting over it the moment you blink.