Quotes About Fleeting

Follow a shadow, it still flies you.

The charms of the passing woman are generally in direct proportion to the swiftness of her passing.

What a woman says to her avid lover should be written in wind and running water.

Life is too brief. I had a friend whom I intended to know better. Yesterday he died.

People so seldom say I love you And then it's either too late or love goes. So when I tell you I love you, It doesn't mean I know you'll never go, Only that I wish you didn't have to.

Love and cherish everything and everyone you have because one day they'll be gone.

Love is like money...hard to find easy to lose.

I'm afraid to love, afraid to love so fast, because every time I fall in love it seems to never last.

Embrace the things you love because once it gone, it's gone.

The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye...until we meet again.

One night. It took one night to lose everything. But maybe everything was nothing if it could be lost so fast.

Death comes in a flash, and that's the truth of it, the person's gone in less than 24 frames of film.

She wanted to warn them; they would waste their youth because they did not realise just how fleeting it was, and because most people did.

Listen, life is short, even at its longest, it's short.

And yet day and night meet fleetingly at twilight and dawn," he said, lowering his voice again and narrowing his eyes and moving his head a quarter of an inch closer to hers. "And their merging sometimes affords the beholder the most enchanted moments of all the twenty four hours. A sunrise or sunset can be ablaze with brilliance and arouse all the passion, all the yearning, in the soul of the beholder.

They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever.

Short lived pleasure is the parent of pain.

All the positions, fortunes, celebrities disappear as a snow flake that melts on the black asphalt of death. So does beauty too.

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

Love comes unseen; we only see it go.

So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine for a little while. Catch it in a mason jar, with holes in the top, and run like hell to show it off.

Man, condemned today to lose his dearest, tomorrow himself to pass through the gate of darkness

Love passes quickly, and passes like a street Arab, anxious to mark his way with mischief

Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth, that soonest pass away