Quotes About Fleeting

I guess I already loved you then. Doomed like a wineglass knowing it'll get dropped someday, shoes that'll be scuffed in no time, the new shirt you'll soon enough muck up filthy.

Alice knows everything about me, and accepts the fact that we can be together for only a short while. She has agreed to go away when I tell her to go. It's painful to think about that, but what we have, I suspect, is more than most people find in a lifetime.

Even when months and days are long, life is short.

Summer's lease hath all too short a date.

In youth alone, unhappy mortals live; But, ah! the mighty bliss is fugitive: Discolour'd sickness, anxious labour, come, And age, and death's inexorable doom.

There's really no point in doing anything in life because it's all over in the blink of an eye. The next thing you know, rigor mortis sets in.

happiness cannot last, he thought. It is too intense.

And then you're old, and your life is like a book you read too quickly. All you can remember are a few scattered images and random thoughts. No sense of the whole.

It's just a moment, we die every night.

He is looking down at her peaceful, rigid face fading into the dusk as though darkness were a precursor of the ultimate earth, until at last the face seems to float detached upon it, lightly as the reflection of a dead leaf.

Qué estrella cae sin que nadie la mire?

Then she too seemed to blow out of his life on the long wind like a third scrap of paper.

She looks at Vardaman; her eyes, the life in them, rushing suddenly upon them; the two flames glare up for a steady instant. Then they go out as though someone had leaned down and blown upon them.

She was a page torn from a calendar, a year folded neatly and laid aside in some place you never look.

Ghosts are nothing if not capricious.

entire subcultures could rise overnight, thrive for a dozen weeks, and then vanish utterly.

It must have been fifty seconds before Doc died. Long time.

Em ?ã s?ng nh? m?t tia ch?p, lóe lên m?t l?n r?i t?t l?m. Nh?ng nh?ng tia ch?p do b?u tr?i làm tóe ra. Mà b?u tr?i thì v?nh c?u. ?ó c?ng là ni?m an ?i c?a tôi. (Con tàu tr?ng)

Love comes like lightning , and disappears the same way.. If you are lucky it strickes you right..

Love comes like lightning , and disappears the same way.. If you are lucky it strikes you right..

All things in this world change and pass away— some after many years, some overnight.

Now our founding fathers had the wisdom to know that social acceptance and popularity were fleeing, and that this country's principles needed to be rooted in strengths greater than the passions and the emotions of the times.

Life is extremely short and you cannot dance to current affairs.

Oh, thought Tom, so it finishes as quickly as this. All the things we make exceptional are merely borrowed from the mundane and must without warning be surrendered to it.