Quotes About Fleeting

I am a romantic, in a literary way, by which I mean the Romantic poets, who thought just because a sensation is fleeting doesn't mean it isn't valuable. If the only criterion of value is whether something lasts, then the whole of human life is a waste of time.

I figure you're only here for a matter of moments. Ever since I was a kid watching movies I've always wanted to make people laugh or have some sort of emotional reaction.

I remember as a kid having a balloon and accidentally letting the string go and watching it just float off and into the sky until it disappeared. And there's something about that, even, that feels very much like what life is, you know, that it's fleeting, and it's temporal.

I'm an instant star. Just add water and stir.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

Popularity is very inconsistent. Sometimes it's there, sometimes it's not. It usually just comes in waves.

We photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing, and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth can make them come back again. We cannot develop and print a memory.

Everything's plastic, we're all gonna die.

We go on in our pleasures thinking they're going to last forever.

In this business, you can come and go in a second.

Actors, they come and go, you know.

I listen to these comparisons with Cristiano Ronaldo, I'll be happy and then forget it in five seconds.

All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.

Oh, how swiftly the glory of the world passes away!

Use the occasion, for it passes swiftly.

If being a spokesman for a generation is a fleeting occupation, being a symbol of an era is downright dangerous for anyone who has the bad luck to outlive it.

The Transitoriness of Life To what may man's life be compared? To a boat which rowed away, Far in the sea, and left no track, In the morning of the day. Shami Mansai

Il avait à peine besoin de disparaître pour ne plus exister.

Entre les deux coups de feu qui décidèrent de son destin, il eut le temps d'appeler une mouche : Madame.

A vida passa e não fica, nada deixa e nunca regressa.

W]hen the pleasure is at the sweetest, death is the nearest (461)[.]

Mrs. Bri. Psha! there is nothing in it: a moment, and it is over. Just. Ay, but it leaves a numbness behind that lasts a plaguy long time.

It is strange that the mind will forget so much, and yet hold a picture of flowers that have been dead for thirty years or more...

The use of music is to remind us how short a time we have a body.