Quotes About Fleeting

Aquest ponent exhibeix una impúdica proclivitat a l'èmfasi, com si no estigués condemnat, com tots, a caure en un oblit indestriable i trist.

What was the lifespan of these improbable loves? An hour. A week. A few months at best. The end was a natural thing, like the seasons, like getting older, fruit turning. That was the saddest part—there was no one to blame and no way to reverse

It must happen all the time, a fleeting passion overwhelms someone's true course and there's nothing to be done about it.

I wondered how many other things had flown past me into death. Perhaps many. Perhaps I was flying past them, like the grim reaper, signaling the end. This would explain so much.

Ce-nseamn? s? ai o femeie? C?ci ai avut cu adev?rat zeci de femei cu care ai f?cut dragoste, ÅŸi-n schimb simÅ£i c? niciodat? n-ai posedat mai deplin, mai extatic pe cineva decât pe puÅŸtoaica ce Å£i-a aruncat o privire într-un troleibuz aglomerat, ÅŸi pe care n-ai mai v?zut-o de-atunci niciodat?.

Temporary things can not give you the permanent results

silver fork (our crest, a fox rampant, almost handled and washed away

but she was four years, three months, and sixty-one days old when she died.

Although we strap time to our wrists, stuff it into our pockets, hang it on our walls, a perpetually moving picture for every room of the house, it can still run away, elude and evade, and show itself again only when there are minutes remaining and there is nothing left to do except wait till there are none.

It seems to me that our lives are consumed by countless wasting years, but only a few shining moments. I missed mine. Yes is what I should have said. Of course I should have said yes.

There is much to be said for cherry blossoms, but they seem so flighty. They are so quick to run off and leave you. And then just when your regrets are the strongest the wisteria comes into bloom, and it blooms on into the summer. There is nothing quite like it. Even the color is somehow companionable and inviting.

Compared to the universe, we are like a drop of water in the ocean. We come and pass unnoticed; just like a chilly wind.

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a flying: And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.

How keen everyone is to make this world their home forgetting its impermanence. It's like trying to see and name constellations in a fireworks display.

LOST: 60 SECONDS DON'T BOTHER LOOKING FOR THEM BECAUSE THEY ARE GONE FOREVER

And I wasn't old enough to be wise, so I loved her more, not less, because I knew she would be taken from me soon.

We're meant to go. We're not meant to stay forever.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever

Men of genius are meteors destined to burn themselves out in lighting up their age.

People still don't appreciate how ephemeral success is.

This period in your life, it feels like it's forever. But, if you're lucky, life is long and each of these forevers will oneday seem fleeting.

Love is but a flitting shadow, a lure, a gimcrack, a kickshaw.

In any case, if recognition arising from proximate circumstances based upon fleeting criteria constitutes the sole measure of our personal significance, recognition will be both mercurial and insufficient.

in twenty seconds nothing was to be seen of her except floating fragments;