Quotes About Transience

A body needs a good memento mori to flush out the humors.

But a person's smell and their alarms and borrowed shirts and secret words linger for a long time. Much longer than a house.

That's what life is about: People come and go.

My Tom died as babies do, gently and without complaint. Because they have been such a little time with us, they seem to hold to life but weakly.

The gods never meant you to live forever, so why spoil they life they did give you? Is a rainbow any less beautiful because it's short-lived? Or because you can't grasp hold of it? Consider, man. Perhaps it is beautiful expressly because of that.

Ons leven is een sterven, aan de kant van de weg. Maar dit terzijde.

Me conformo con haber seguido el rastro de mis sentimientos hasta verlos languidecer y con ser consciente del modo en que se apagarán.

los hombres mueren y los gobiernos cambian, pero las canciones de La Bohéme vivirán siempre. Thomas Alva edison

For those few minutes I experienced a feeling of complete mastery, a perfect, unstable equilibrium. The kind of perfection that belongs only to things that are temporary, destined to end shortly.

Ogni tanto ti capita ancora, di pensare a quelle che potrebbero essere buone idee per dei racconti, o per dei romanzi. Ma passano via quasi subito, senza nemmeno che ti ponga più il problema di annotarle – e infatti non porti più il taccuino, da tanto tempo. Vanno via leggere, queste idee; senza più dolore, senza nemmeno tristezza. Giusto un'ombra di malinconia.

Pensai alla frase più precisa che abbia mia letto sul concetto di felicità. Era di Prévert - o forse di Proust? - e faceva più o meno così: "Ho riconosciuto la felicità dal rumore che ha fatto andandosene." Mi chiesi se anche questa fosse melensa, solo più adatta alla mia indole. Non risposi alla domanda. Non lo faccio quasi mai.

But like all wonders, natural or otherwise, it made your own life seem temporary, and it told you things about the passage of time you didn't want to know.

Things of a day! what are we and what not? A dream of a shaddow is man; yet when some god-given splendor falls, a glory of light comes over him and his life is sweet

Lo que indefinida y vertiginosamente cambia no tiene consistencia ni realidad, es tránsito perpetuo, y no sustancia.

Tra un fiore colto e l' altro donato l' inesprimibile nulla

Tot ce sclipe?te ?ine doar o clip?, ce-i cu temei în veci va fi p?strat.

This life, gentlemen, is too short for our souls.

Sem duvida, sou apenas um andarilho, um peregrino na Terra. E vocês, são mais que isso ?

What we call 'I' is just a swinging door, which moves when we inhale and when we exhale.

BREVITY. The quality that makes cigarettes, speeches, love affairs and ocean voyages bearable.

If it weren't for death, life would be unbearable.

Why do the loveliest of earth The soonest pass away,— Like radiant flowers of summer birth, earliest to decay? They come, like angel forms, to bless Our visions for a while; They make our daily burden less, And half our tears beguile. They grow so deeply in our hearts, We make them idols there; Till God, in love, asunder parts, The ties which bind them here.

The stem of a departed flower Has still a silent rank, The bearer from an emerald court Of a despatch of pink.

If the rose comes, we eat and drink near it; if it departs, we do not regret it.