Quotes About Fleeting

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

Con el tiempo nuestro nombre caerá en el olvido y nadie se acordará de nuestras obras. Pasará nuestra vida como rastro de nubes y como neblina se disipará, acosada por los rayos del sol y abatida por su calor.

El tiempo perdido. Los jóvenes no sabían que eso era imposible. Que se nace con un cheque en el que está apuntada la duración de la vida y que, segundo a segundo, minuto a minuto, hora a hora, día a día... se va gastando, sin vuelta atrás.

Sem adivinhar que essa primeira vez seria a última, primeira sem segunda, noite sem retorno.

Degli scrupoli di coscienza (impiccianti e ingiustificati)" "Paasioni, relazioni, fiamme, amorazzi rapidi o prolungati, romantici o lascivi, non sono altro, tutti quanti, che avventure passeggere, il che non impedisce che ciascuno di loro sia, a un dato momento, l'amore esclusivo, unico, definitivo e immortale

porque esa riqueza que es juventud se pierde día con día, y por tanto habría que gozarla día con día, alegre, frenéticamente, para sólo dejarle a la muerte un cuerpo enteramente gastado, vacío, sin una gota de vida por vivir...

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object.

Admiration is a very short-lived passion, that immediately decays upon growing familiar with its object; unless it be still fed with fresh discoveries, and kept alive by a perpetual succession of miracles rising into view.

Like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker.

Whatever has the nature to arise has the nature to cease.

She wasn't the first, nor the last. These are the women he crosses paths with. He doesn't become her destiny, nor she his. They are his episodes, and luckily he too is just an episode. He wanders along on the fringes of danger, and nibbles at them.

I no sooner put a stem down, when it's gone.

I have forgot much, Cynara! gone with the wind,Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng.

Alle Ziele sind vergänglich, nur die Bewegung ist ewig, und sie bringt unaufhörlich herrliche und unbarmherzige Schauspiele hervor. Sich in ihre erhabene Zwecklosigkeit versenken zu können wie in ein Kunstwerk oder wie in den gestirnten Himmel, das ist nur wenigen vergönnt.

Folks think a lifetime is a thing stretched out over years. It ain't. It can happen quick as a match in a dark room.

How easy it is, to waste a life.

My time is short—what's left of my life races off too fast for me to even glimpse the good. My life is going fast, like a ship under full sail, like an eagle plummeting to its prey.

Sale un' ora d' attesa in cieIo, vacua, dal mare che s'ingrigia. Un albero ill nuvole sull' acqua cresce, poi crolla come di cinigia. Assente, come manem in questa plaga che ti presente e senza te consuma: sei lontana e pero tutto divaga dal suo soleo, dirupa, spare in bruma.

Black is closing in around my eyes. I realize with a great, tired sadness that I am losing the world. The walls, the molding on the door frame, the yellow of the lamp, his back at the sink… are all achingly beautiful. I reach out and feel myself groping in the air, feel myself falling great distances, feel nothing at all. Suddenly, with a red rush I can breathe and I can see. I get up from the floor before he turns around and says, "You look flushed.

Today's today. Tomorrow, we may beourselves gone down the drain of Eternity.

Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.

Success is very ephemeral. You depend entirely on the desire of others, which makes it difficult to relax.

Happy! That will-o'-the-wisp.

Remember that lost time does not return.