Quotes About Fleeting

I'm hopeless - all I know is that time is going past so fast.

If I'd known it was going to be the last time he'd ever hold me, I'd have paid better attention.

If you want to know how fast the time is, here is the answer: Tomorrow is already a history!

Tristan and Yvaine were happy together. Not forever-after, for Time, the thief, eventually takes all things into his dusty storehouse, but they were happy, as these things go, for a long while

El hombre es un museo de enfermedades, una residencia de impurezas; llega hoy y mañana ha desaparecido; empieza como barro y acaba como hedor (...)

On a que le temps pour aimer et pas un instant de plus.

All those signs I just now finished telling you about quickly vanished in the light of subsequent days or had never been there to begin with, existing only in retrospect.

Unfortunately nothing happened with the girls. They just ran off giggling into the night. No digits, no dates, not even their names, leaving me feeling dumb and sad, a bit like a broken thermos- fine on the outside, but on the inside nothing but busted glass.

Perhaps one reason Navidson became so enamoured with photography was the way it gave permanence to moments that were often so fleeting.

It looks like its impossible to leave a lasting trace here.

She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward.

It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.

Our footsteps run, and I don't want them to end. I want to run and laugh and feel like this forever. I want to avoid any awkward moment when the realness of reality sticks its fork into our flesh, leaving us standing there, together. I want to stay here, in this moment, and never go to other places, where we don't know what to say or what to do.

Things always seem to glide away. They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again.

It's funny, don't you think, how time seems to do a lot of things? It flies, it tells, and worst of all, it runs out.

He was the second snowman to be melting away before her eyes, only this one was different. It was a paradox. The colder he became, the more he melted.

She could only hope they could read the depth of sorrow in her face, to recognize that it was true, and not fleeting.

El era al doilea om de z?pad? care se topea sub ochii ei, dar acesta era diferit. Era un paradox. Cu cât devenea mai frig, cu atât mai repede se topea.

The wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.

Ä°ki insan?n aras?nda bazen, çok nadir, bir dünya oluÅŸuyor. Sonra bu bir vatan oluyor, kabul etmeye çoktan haz?r olduÄŸumuz bu minicik mikro-dünya, biri çekip gittiÄŸinde y?k?l?yor. Gidiyorum, çok sakinim ve düÅŸünüyorum: gitti.

We were two years in the making and ten minutes in the destroying.

He gazed up at the blue sky and knew that heaven—at least in this life—was neither a time nor a place to be grasped and made into a possession. It came in fleeting moments and then went away again to leave one nostalgic and yearning and on the verge of tears. Very much on the verge of tears. And very frightened.

Kakve god bile naše muke i naše pobede, kako god ih mi propratili, sve one vrlo brzo izblede, kao mastilo na papiru.

Happily I didn't see her after she'd died, except for her legs, which were visible from the doorway and looked like slender tree limbs wrapped in wrinkled silk.