Quotes About Fleeting

A snowflake fell into my hand, a tiny, fragile gem, a frosty crystal flowerlet with petals, but no stem. I wondered at the beauty of its intricate design, I breathed, the snowflake vanished, but for moments, it was mine.

And, if I said my love for you is like the hare's breath, would you feel it to be transient? So slight a thing? Or would you see it as life-giving? Wild? A thing that fills the blood, and sets the hare running?

Our summer missionaries did not stay to see this though we hoped they might yearn for it somehow. Stay for the party. The fleeting volunteer sometimes catches a course- sweet and sour - but no one savours the whole menu like me. 'Everyone brings out the choice wine first and then the cheaper wine after the guests have had too much to drink,' said the master of tbe banquet when he called the bridegroom aside, 'but you have saved the best til now.

He went way up in the air and when he came down again, he got up and ran away. But he stopped at the corner, Angel says. And died.

The life of a flower is short and full of suffering. Today will be the end of yours as well!

Amor no dura lo que un beso.

Everything beautiful has its moment, and then passes away.

One day you will hear the sound of time rustling as it slips through your fingers like sand.

She comes to naught, my dear one, she comes to naught, all that there business. What the hell, maybe twice in your life you have yourself a whore of a good time, and then you spend every night of the rest of your life trying to get that good time back. But she comes to naught.

He was as uncontainable as a handful of water: if you squeezed, it trickled away.

Nothing is as good when you have it as it is bad when it's gone.

Things of this world all eventually reveal what incapable anchors they really are.

You got pretty popular for a while there.' 'For about forty-eight hours,' I said. 'Just long enough to figure out that I don't want to be popular.

We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand…and melting like a snowflake. Let us use it before it's too late. —MARIE BEYNON

People only live once

When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.

I would say, some people are like constellations that only touch the earth for a season.

Of all the mortals on the earth, there are only a few the gods will ever hear of. Consider the practicalities. By the time we learn their names, they are dead. They must be meteors indeed to catch our attention. The merely good: you are dust to us.

some people are like constellations that only touch the earth for a season.

All those years I had spent with them were like a stone tossed in a pool. Already, the ripples were gone.

When he died, all things swift and beautiful and bright would be buried with him.

By the time we learn their names, they are dead. They must be meteors indeed to catch our attention. The merely good: you are dust to us.

We cannot say. We are men only, a brief flare of the torch.

Memories were built of air, and blew away.