Quotes About Fleeting

I close my eyes, hoping to slip into the same dream again, but then that never happens, does it?

Man's life is short and transitory because they devote most of their lives also to what is transient and momentary.

Days are precious, dinna lose them. Flo`ers will fade and so will ye... Come to me, ye fair young maidens. While young and fair ye still may be.

Life is short, if we are only said to live when we enjoy ourselves; and if we were merely to count up the hours we spent agreeably, a great number of years would hardly make up a life of a few months.

Words are naught but wind, and the fairest promises like dreams that take flight with the morning.

All in fashion passes.

I am stardust gathered fleetingly into form.

The despair was entire, complete as a possession, but fleeting. It released her, and was gone, but it left Karou gutted, guttered, feeling for all the world like… …a candle flame extinguished by a scream.

No era tiempo para enamorarse

Ye zindagi bhi Kitni choti hai nah K pta hi nahi chalta kab khtam hogyi !!

Kegunaan popcorn hanya sekali: untuk dikunyah dan ditelan. kriuk kriuk, habis.

Sometimes while you wait for what you think is better," Philomene said, "what is good enough slips away.

O time, arrest your flight! and you, propitious hours, arrest your course! Let us savor the fleeting delights of our most beautiful days!

Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak; remember, Lord, how short my time is; remember that I am but flesh, a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again. My days are as grass, as a flower of the field; for the wind goeth over me, and I am gone, and my place shall know me no more.

For poems are like rainbows; they escape you quickly.

Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.

Bright star," Magnus said, and his eyes were thoughtful, as if he were remembering something, or someone. "Those of you who are mortal, you burn so fiercely. And you fiercer than most, Will. I will not ever forget you.

If there was one thing she was learning from all this, it was how easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever.

Some lights were never meant to burn for long.

You had every right to be. He raised his eyes to look at her and she was suddenly and strangely reminded of being four years old at the beach, crying when the wind came up and blew away the castle she had made. Her mother had told her she could make another one if she liked, but it hadn't stopped her crying because what she had thought was permanent was not permanent after all, but only made out of sand that vanished at the touch of wind and water.

The light that burned twice as bright burned half as long.

How easy it was to lose everything you had always thought you'd have forever.

But, like love, fire didn't last.

Their beauty had always seemed to him like the beauty of pressed flowers-lovely, but dead.