Quotes About Fleeting

Life, of course, is full of people you discover you like a lot and then never see again.

Half the night I was on my knees before those flowers, and I regarded them as the pledges of your love; but those impressions grew fainter, and were at length effaced.

I threw myself upon the ground, and wept: I then sprang up, and ran out upon the terrace, and saw, under the shade of the linden-trees, her white dress disappearing near the garden-gate. I stretched out my arms, and she vanished.

Et qu'as-tu à donner, pauvre démon ? L'esprit d'un homme en ses hautes inspirations fut-il jamais conçu par tes pareils ? Tu n'as que des aliments qui ne rassasient pas ; de l'or pâle, qui sans cesse s'écoule des mains comme le vif-argent; un jeu auquel on ne gagne jamais ; une fille qui jusque dans mes bras fait les yeux doux à mon voisin ; l'honneur, belle divinité qui s'évanouit comme un météore.

Wilhelm, what is the world to our hearts without love? What is a magic-lantern without light? You have but to kindle the flame within, and the brightest figures shine on the white wall; and, if love only show us fleeting shadows, we are yet happy, when, like mere children, we behold them, and are transported with the splendid phantoms.

The flowers of life are but visionary. How many pass away, and leave no trace behind.

Lo que brilla, ha nacido para el instante; lo auténtico permanece intacto para la posteridad.

Lo que brilla nació para el instante; lo auténtico permanece imperecedero en la posteridad.

Var! diyebilir misin? Her ?ey gelip geçmiyor mu? Her ?ey, rüzgâr gibi, yan?m?zdan esip uçmuyor mu? Her ?ey.. "

For though our eyes, in what direction soever they turn, are forced to behold the works of God, we see how fleeting our attention is, and holy quickly pious thoughts, if any arise, vanish away.

How frail the bloom, how short the stay That terminates us all! Today we flourish green and gay, Like leaves tomorrow fall.

Newspaper stories were like newly caught fish, worthy of attention only for as long as they remained fresh, which was not very long at all. They

Newspaper stories were as insubstantial as smoke, as long-lived as mayflies. They did not take root but were instead like weeds that crawled along the ground, stealing the sunlight from more deserving tales.

GO AND CATCH A FALLING STAR.

A fine lady is a squirrel-headed thing, with small airs and small notions; about as applicable to the business of life as a pair of tweezers to the clearing of a forest.

Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.

Sometimes, all it takes is one gesture, one word, to change the course of someone's life. Even if you know it won't last forever.

Life was so short; so many beautiful things slipped away.

June falls asleep upon her bier of flowers; In vain are dewdrops sprinkled o'er her, In vain would fond winds fan her back to life, Her hours are numbered on the floral dial.

Nature has granted the use of life like a loan, without fixing any day for repayment.

Force is all conquering, but it's victories are short lived.

Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years.

Funny how someone can come into your life for such a brief time but leave such a lasting impression.

One day you will disappear on a funeral pyre - just into nothingness, as smoke.