Quotes About Fleeting

When you're part of a World Cup, it's always now or never.

She ne'er was really charming till she died.

All our sweetest hours fly fastest.

Time is flying never to return.

The innocent and the beautiful have no enemy but time.

But meanwhile time flies; it flies never to be regained.

Time goes by so slowly when you're a child, and then, as an adult, it goes by in the blink of an eye.

You do a film for a short time period - you put it all out there and move on.

How quickly the world plows us under, she thought with a pang. For two generations, maybe three, we lived on. After that, we're nothing more than a name, or—her eye fell on one of Great-Aunt Minerva's chairs standing like a sentry against the wall—a part of the furniture.

It's all in the view. That's what I mean about forever, too. For any one of us our forever could end in an hour, or a hundred years from now. You never know for sure, so you'd better make every second count.

The memory and maybe the fact of every kiss start disappearing the moment the two mouths part.

If you insist that people witness your beauty, they'll watch it closely until it's gone.

If it's true love, then it will abide. If it was a fleeting crush, then it will turn to dust. Either way, the truth will out.

You may say that, now Dawes has gone. You didn't think our locks so hard—nor our matrons, perhaps—when they kept her neat and close, for you to gaze at!

I guess they're called moments because they don't last very long.

as i said her nostrils flared like a white lion, i blinked and she was gone. what one imagines. i dream moldy words. at times she yawned, as i said that, and her nostrils flared most beautifully.

Time is chasing after all of us.

Time hurries by, we're here and gone.

Everything you see, you might be seeing for the last time.

Ah, words are poor receipts for what time hath stole away.

Gather kittens while you may, Time brings only sorrow; And the kittens of today; Will be old cats tomorrow.

Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e'en now, Eternity below?

We only have so much time.... Time will kill you – it really will.

Let us love the passing hour, let us hurry up and enjoy our time.