Quotes About Transience

Not forever lasts the spring Nor ever blossom flowers. Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this. 'They know not life, who know not this

Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this.

Not forever does the bulbul sing In balmy shades of bowers, Not forever lasts the spring Nor ever blossom flowers. Not forever reigneth joy, Sets the sun on days of bliss, Friendships not forever last, They know not life, who know not this.

I didn't know what to do. Susan was temporary. My foot was permanent.

It's a really cool time for artists who want to strive for a little more depth in what they want to say to come forward. We live in a very fast world right now. We've got all this media and music which is so accessible to us, it's here one minute gone the next.

Kindred, League of Legends

Beauty fades. That is why it is beautiful.

You lived intensely with others, only to have them disappear overnight, since the shadow class was condemned to movement. The men left for other jobs, towns, got deported, returned home, changed names. Sometimes someone came popping around a corner again, or on the subway then they vanished again. Addresses, phone numbers did not hold. The emptiness Biju felt returned to him over and over, until eventually he made sure not to let friendships sink deep anymore.

What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.

Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.

This dewdrop world Is but a dewdrop world And yet —

My heart that was rapt away by the wild cherry blossoms — will it return to my body when they scatter?

The sadness shouldn't cancel out what had been so bright and full and beautiful. Just because the cherry blossoms would fall didn't mean you should mourn them on the tree.

After all, how many days like this do you get in life? How often can you really be free, alive...weightless? That's the problem with perfect moments. They end.

We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.

Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: "It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds.

Life is precious to us because it is ephemeral.

O gentlemen, the time of life is short . . . And if we live, we live to tread on kings. Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part I (act 5, scene 2)

Un mondo è un pullulare continuo e irrequieto di cose, un venire alla luce e uno sparire continuo di effimere entità

Ço?unlukla bir kitaptan kurtulmak ona sahip olmaktan daha zordur. Kitaplar, sanki asla geri dönemeyece?imiz bir an?n tan?klar? gibi, bir ihtiyaç ve unutkanl?k anla?mas?yla tutunurlar insana.

Nothing lasts for those who are born to die, Both fortune and misfortune hurry by.

There's no way out of this, it's stark: live or die. Every given moment a bubble that bursts. Step on, from one to the next, ever onwards, a rainbow of stepping stones, each bursting softly as your foot touches and passes on. Till one step finds only empty air. Till that step, live.

Celebrity was a long time in coming it will go away. Everything goes away.

This is our task: be serene at all times, do not be vengeful, nor scorn your enemy; speak truthfully, befriend the virtuous, be equable in the face of disaster. Be aware that everything must pass, just as clouds arise, drift, and disperse, so do not seek to cling to anything.