Quotes About Fleeting

Father John Misty is rebelling not against repression or foolishness but the ephemeral nature of mankind. He seeks permanence in a fleeting age, and he does not find it because the one place he could find an answer, he considers closed off: a locked door.

The ideal beauty is a fugitive which is never found.

Love stories seek to demonstrate the great truth of love: that we discover eternity in a moment that dies immediately after.

I enjoyed my time in Houston but it was short-lived and it really didn't make a huge impression on my life.

I am quite hot-headed; I am quite impulsive. Fortunately, it doesn't last very long.

But all bubbles have a way of bursting or being deflated in the end.

As to each of us, the knowledge that we are here but briefly and a nonnegotiable limit is set to our expected time may even be necessary as the incentive to number our days and make them count.

As the blessings of health and fortune have a beginning, so they must also find an end. Everything rises but to fall, and increases but to decay.

me voy con el viento malvado que me lleva de acá para allá, igual que a la hoja muerta»

Life is short and so is money.

Von den Leben, die hellen. Von den Toden, die schnellen ORGES WÜNSCHLISTE

That cloud, however, blossomed just for minutes And when I gazed up, faded in the wind.

Hours fly...Flowers die.

A company shouldn't get addicted to being shiny, because shiny doesn't last.

Our life is like th' unstable wave, Our bloom of youth decays. Our joys are brief as lightning flash In summer's cloudy days, Our riches fleet as swift as thought; Faith in the One Supreme Alone will bear us o'er the gulfs Of Being's stormy stream.

Time did not fly, yet we are gone.

Life is flowing away like water running out from a leaky vessel.

Life is so precious. To even be born is a billion to one shot. And then, it's too short. And can be lost so easily, or taken from you. Regardless of your plans and dreams, or how many there are that love you.

In Paul's day, instead of giving gold medals for winning first place in an Olympic event, a crown of olive or laurel leaves was placed on the winner's head. By the time the athlete went home that night, the wreath would already be wilting and falling apart. Think of that. All that energy expended for a wreath that didn't last beyond a day.

Each one roars by us for a few days, is remarked upon in casual conversation and filed away as something less than a memory.

life can end in less time than it takes to draw one breath.

Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot.

You're dying right now. Right this minute.' He looked at his watch, said, 'Right this second,' then tapped it with his finger. 'See there? That second passed. It's gone. Not gonna come again. And while I'm talking to you, every second I'm talking, a second is passing. Gone. Count them up. Count them down. They're gone. Each one bringing you closer to your dying time.

Death is such a strange thing. One minute you're here and then just gone. You'd think there would be an anteroom, a place where you could be visited before you go.