Quotes About Fleeting

Se todas as Annas Kariêninas soubessem o que as aguarda", ela escreveu, "fugiriam dos prazeres efêmeros, que jamais são nem podem de fato ser prazeres, porque nada que é ilegal chega a constituir a felicidade".

A MAN FINDS happiness so fleetingly, like the petals melting off a prairie rose. Even as you touch that feeling it dries up, leaving only the dust of that emotion, a powder of hope.

troubles are as endless as pleasures are brief ...

Whether you're making love to the ladies or postulating the infinite, you'll still get all flabby one day!

That's what life is, a bit of light that ends in darkness.

Ours is an immutable reality which should make you shudder when you approach us if you are really conscious of the fact that your reality is a mere transitory and fleeting illusion, taking this form today and that tomorrow

As soon as one is born, one starts dying.

It means much to have loved, to have been happy, to have laid my hand on the living Garden, even for a day.

We are all, I realise, even as I write this, merely moving closer to our deaths. At the end of this sentence I am closer to mine than I was at the beginning. It's relentless. It's a savage thing. And yet for a long time I've carried with me a sense of life opening out. Evidently it's some kind of protective illusion.

We kill time; time buries us.

Não importa ao tempo o minuto que passa, mas o minuto que vem. O minuto que vem é forte, jucundo, supõe trazer em si a eternidade, e traz a morte, e perece como o outro, mas o tempo subsiste.

o charuto é um verdadeiro Memento homo: convertendo-se pouco a pouco em cinzas, vai lembrando ao homem o fim real e infalível de todas as coisas: é o aviso filosófico, é a sentença fúnebre que nos acompanha em toda a parte (Linha reta e linha curva)

The next minute is strong, joyful, it presumes to bring in eternity, and brings death, and perishes like the last one, but time subsists.

Life is a beautiful dream to be cherished, as long as it lasts.

I don't remember much, which is a kind of mercy,I suppose. I see it in patterns. Sometimes it's like a scribble on a wall- no matter how many times you paint over it, a bit of it always comes through, but not enough to put together the whole. I try not to think about it too much.

When she sees him, Holly says, it's like the sunsets at the beach--once the sun drops, the sand chills quickly. Then it's like a lot of times that were good ten minutes ago and don't count now.

She traveled the world, and turned into the person she could be in other places with people she would never see again.

All objects exist in a moment of time.

A moment is not the same as time.

The moment is altered as soon as I try to capture it, so for me, it's impossible." How true, I thought. Moments are gone as soon as you think about them.

A couple was leaning over the railing, and Lillian could hear the woman say: Even if you don't mean it, just for tonight, say you love me. I won't ever remind you of it; I will not see you again, but just for tonight say you love me, say you love me.

Life was nothing other than what came and went with each passing moment.

toda alegría es semejante al maná del desierto, que se corrompe de un día a otro; es semejante al agua de la fuente Ameles que, según cuenta Platón, no podía conservarse en ningún vaso... ¡Que cada instante se lleve lo que nos trajo!

The fatal mistake we make is looking for a paradise that endures...This obsession with what lasts causes us to overlook many a fleeting paradise.