Quotes About Fragility

A very civilized thing, glass—almost an index of civilization. When civilization retreats, it leaves behind broken glass.

As well a well-wrought urn becomesThe greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs.

This is the porcelain clay of humankind.

Death is an absolute mystery. We are all vulnerable to it, it's what makes life interesting and suspenseful.

I've been through so much in my life. I've seen so much. I know how fast things can change. I know someone can be here one minute and gone the next.

June falls asleep upon her bier of flowers; In vain are dewdrops sprinkled o'er her, In vain would fond winds fan her back to life, Her hours are numbered on the floral dial.

I just recently became aware of how tenuous my life is. I don't have time for fear.

We pretend to be strong because we are weak.

Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

The essence of what makes life beautiful is the fact that it can go away.

But nothing is solid and permanent. Our lives are raised on the shakiest foundations. You don't need to read history books to know that. You only have to know the history of your own life.

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

Life as we know it is a death sentence.

I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping as we all should. I dunno. You don't live that long. It doesn't matter.

Life is a fragile and awesome gift.

Everything that seems imperishable tends to extinguishment.

Nothing is so false as human life, nothing so treacherous. God knows no one would have accepted it as a gift, if it had not been given without our knowledge.

Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated: Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.

You can destroy a factory, and they'll build another. But once you destroy a life, that's it. You never get that person back.

Living on Earth has always been a dangerous way to spend your time.

For Lou Ann, life itself was a life-threatening enterprise.

Life is beautiful because it doesn't last.

His own life seemed so solitary, a fragile column supporting nothing amidst the wreckage of the years.

After a war life catches desperately at passing hints of normalcy like vines entwining a hollow twig.