Quotes About Fleeting

You better get it while you can You better get it while you can If you wait too long, it'll all be gone And you'll be sorry then It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor And it's the same for a woman or a man From the cradle to the crypt Is a mighty short trip So you better get it while you can

I]f we see the fleeting nature of all things without overlaying what we see with concepts, … the notion of a permanent self doesn't occur. … [T]here's still thought and sensations, there's no notion of a permanent self – only a peace of mind and fearlessness.

I have always sworn to my lovers to love them eternally, but for me eternity is a quarter of an hour.

Because we don't have much time together, I will give you as much love in a year as I could give you in a lifetime.

The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished; And what is love but a rose that fades?

Freedom is strangely ephemeral. It is something like breathing; one only becomes acutely aware of its importance when one is choking.

Only once in a lifetime love rushes in, changing you with the tide.

And here you are hurried, And here you are gone; And here is the love, That it's all built upon.

Love is brief: forgetting lasts so long.

I'll see you later, he says, and as he does, he runs his finger briefly over my wrist. It passes over me like air, and makes me shiver like a kiss.

Swift doth young Love flee, And we stand wakened, shivering from our dream.

Theater is so ephemeral, and I love that.

Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth, that soonest pass away. The rose that lives its little hour Is prized beyond the sculptured flower.

No matter how long I live, I shall live longer than you will love me

The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only the love cannot last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.

Love between strangers takes only a few seconds and can last a whole life.

The road to love is littered by the bones of other ones, who by the magic of the moment were mysteriously undone.

love is reliable. infatuation is temporary.

Love that has nothing but beauty to keep it in good health is short-lived.

Gather therefore the Rose, whilst yet is prime, For soon comes age, that will her pride deflower: Gather the Rose of love, whilst yet is time.

... everyone has come to understand that unconditional love is a reality, but with as shelf life of about eight to ten seconds. [p. 110]

The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness, and peril of falling?

I will be dust, but dust in love

That's the thing about life; everything feels so permanent, but you can disappear in an instant.