Quotes About Transience

Adversity draws men together and produces beauty and harmony in life's relationships, just as the cold of winter produces ice-flowers on the window-panes, which vanish with the warmth.

Be in the world like a maid servant in a rich man's house. The maid servant deals with all the objects and things always knowing that nothing belongs to her and that this is not her true home.

There is no spot on earth that is free from loss. On this street, or in this room, someone lay down or was put down and was no more. Someone held someone else for the last time here. Rivers and lakes and oceans are full of people who vanished beneath the surface and were never seen again. Wherever you are standing, wherever you call home, someone left the earth there. Everyone we love dies and disappears.

Los libros sólo se escriben para, por encima del propio aliento, unir a los seres humanos, y así defendernos frente al inexorable reverso de toda existencia: la fugacidad y el olvido

Sen, beni asla, asla tan?mayan, bir su birikintisinin yan?ndan geçercesine yan?mdan geçip giden, bir taÅŸa basarcas?na üstüme basan, hep, ama hep yoluna devam eden ve beni sonsuz bir bekleyiÅŸ içerisinde b?rakan sen, kimsin ki benim için?

dreams are like delicate little white flowers that will be blown away at the first breath of reality?

Ä°çimdeki bu k?p?rt?s?zl?kla hayat?m giderek tekdüzeleÅŸti, uÄŸraÅŸlar?m?n ve olaylar?n çeÅŸitliliÄŸine raÄŸmen günler öne ç?kan bir ÅŸey olmadan peÅŸ peÅŸe diziliyor, bir aÄŸac?n yapraklar? gibi yeÅŸeriyor ve sarar?p gidiyorlard?.

Ä°nsan?n sahip olduÄŸu ne varsa emanettir yaln?zca ve mutluluk süresi döner bir tekerlek üstündeymiÅŸçesine akar gider.

Sentí un regusto amargo en los labios. El regusto de la fugacidad. ¿Para qué vivimos, si el viento tras nuestros zapatos ya se está llevando nuestras últimas huellas?

was profoundly convinced that were I suddenly to disappear, to fall from my horse, let us say, and break my neck, my fellow-officers would no doubt remark 'Pity about him,' or 'Poor Hofmiller!' but in a month's time no one would really miss me. Another man would be put in my place, would be given my mount, and that others would perform my duties just as well or just as badly as I myself.

Sentii sulle labbra un gusto amaro, il gusto della caducità: a che scopo vivere, quando il vento che ci sospinge spazza via anche l'ultima traccia del passo appena compiuto?

Daisies opened in sly lust to the sun-rays and rain-spears, and eft-flies, locked in a blind embrace, spun radiantly through the glutinous light to their ordained death.

Sometimes you feel you have the truth of a moment in your hand, then it slips through your fingers and is lost.

What is hot now will not be hot tomorrow, I promise you. Trends are made to die. It's the truth.

The truth is, some relationships are supposed to last forever, and some are only supposed to last a few days. That's the way life is.

Truth, like the sun, submits to be obscured; but, like the sun, only for a time.

It is a truth of human nature that we can ponder life's mysteries for only so long before we lose interest and move on to something else.

Nothing iseternal.Everything elseis not.

What is there flattering, amusing, or edifying in their carving your name on a tombstone, then time rubbing off the inscription together with the gilding?

In reality nobody can grasp anything permanently in life. Absolutely nothing. Somethings may stay in memory for a while but eventually that too fades away.

What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow.What are brief? today and tomorrow.What are frail? spring blossoms and youth.What are deep? the ocean and truth.

And yet for all that I still had never gotten used to the breathtaking impermanence of things.

I felt cold just thinking about that, just how things come to an end, how death is subsumed in the pull of daily life, how a man or woman dies, and life goes on. There were no irrevocable losses.

Suitcase City wasn't a store. It was a place. It was Los Angeles. Los Angeles was the kind of place where everybody was from somewhere else and nobody really dropped anchor. It was a transient place.