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Quotes About Transience

The bad news is that atoms are fickle and their time of devotion is fleeting—fleeting indeed. Even a long human life adds up to only about 650,000 hours. And when that modest milestone flashes past, or at some other point thereabouts, for reasons unknown your atoms will shut you down, silently disassemble, and go off to be other things. And that's it for you.
~ Bill Bryson
It is only the brevity of lifetimes that keeps us from appreciating the changes.
~ Bill Bryson
Where body meets air, we are all cadavers. These outer skin cells are replaced every month. We shed skin copiously, almost carelessly: some twenty-five thousand flakes a minute, over a million pieces every hour. Run a finger along a dusty shelf, and you are in large part clearing a path through fragments of your former self. Silently and remorselessly we turn to dust.
~ Bill Bryson
It is an arresting thought that all that makes you lovely is deceased. Where body meets air, we are all cadavers. These outer skin cells are replaced every month. We shed skin copiously, almost carelessly: some twenty-five thousand flakes a minute, over a million pieces every hour. Run a finger along a dusty shelf, and you are in large part clearing a path through fragments of your former self. Silently and remorselessly we turn to dust.
~ Bill Bryson
Of the billions and billions of species of living thing that have existed since the dawn of time, most—99.99 percent—are no longer around. Life on Earth, you see, is not only brief but dismayingly tenuous. It is a curious feature of our existence that we come from a planet that is very good at promoting life but even better at extinguishing it.
~ Bill Bryson
and that's you gone, but it was good while it lasted.
~ Bill Bryson
Run a finger along a dusty shelf, and you are in large part clearing a path through fragments of your former self. Silently and remorselessly we turn to dust.
~ Bill Bryson
Where body meets air, we are all cadavers.
~ Bill Bryson
Jonathan Bate quotes a couplet from Cymbeline, "Golden lads and girls all must, / As chimney sweepers, come to dust
~ Bill Bryson
Just like that, they were gone and the patio was mellow again. As Rich said later, it was like a "gust of wind." MJ was the gust; everyone else was the twigs, leaves, and branches flying around.
~ Bill Simmons
If good things lasted forever, would we appreciate how precious they are?
~ Bill Watterson
This is where dad burried the little raccoon. I don't even know he existed a few days ago and now he's gone forever. It's like I found him for no reason. I had to say good-bye as soon as I said hello. Still...in a sad, awful, terrible way, I'm happy I met him. What a stupid world.
~ Bill Watterson
152] Between us and heaven or hell there is only life half-way, the most fragile thing in the world.
~ Blaise Pascal
Notre durée vaine et chétive
~ Blaise Pascal
Between us and heaven or hell there is only life, which is the frailest thing in the world.
~ Blaise Pascal
i been meek, and hard like an oak, i seen pretty people disappear like smoke. friends will arrive, friends will disappear. if you want me, honey baby, i'll be here.
~ Bob Dylan
Don't get up gentlemen. I'm only passing through!
~ Bob Dylan
La candente mañana de febrero en que Beatriz Viterbo murió, después de una imperiosa agonía que no se rebajó un solo instante ni al sentimentalismo ni al miedo, noté que las carteleras de fierro de la Plaza Constitución habían renovado no sé qué aviso de cigarrillos rubios; el hecho me dolió, pues comprendí que el incesante y vasto universo ya se apartaba de ella y que ese cambio era el primero de una serie infinita.
~ Borges, Jorge Luis
The last moments slipped by, one by one, irretrievable.
~ Boris Pasternak
For life, too, is only an instant, Only the dissolving of ourselves In the selves of all others As if bestowing a gift –
~ Boris Pasternak
When they jumped down on the tracks, stretched their limbs, picked flowers, and took a little run, they all had the feeling that the place had just emerged only thanks to the stop, and that the swampy meadow with its knolls, the wide river, with a beautiful house and a church on the high bank opposite, would not be there had it not been for the accident that had taken place.
~ Boris Pasternak
Evil arrives faster than it departs.
~ Brad Thor
Drácula) Qué pocos días son necesarios para que pase un siglo.
~ Bram Stoker
The box is only temporary.
~ Sylvia Plath