Quotes About Transience

Summer's lease hath all too short a date.

In my medicine cabinet, the winter fly has died of old age.

When you're eighteen your emotions are violent, but they're not durable.

The brilliant passes, like the dew at morn; The true endures, for ages yet unborn.

That amazing time in our lives is gone, and will never return. All the beautiful possibilities we had then have been swallowed up in the flow of time.

People come and people go, moving fast and moving slow, I'm in a crowd and yet I'm all alone.

He didn't know, as we grownups knew, what the war meant and might mean. He had only understood that what we were that day was lovely and could not last.

me fascinan las cajetillas de cigarrillos al borde del camino, sobretodo cuando no están estrujadas, entonces se hinchan ligeramente, adquieren cierto aspecto de cadáveres, los cantos ya no están tan definidos y el celofán se empaña desde dentro, es vapor condensado en gotitas de agua por el frío.

There's really no point in doing anything in life because it's all over in the blink of an eye. The next thing you know, rigor mortis sets in.

Ego is a brain function and as such mortal.

happiness cannot last, he thought. It is too intense.

There is nothing serious in mortality!

Non ragionam di lor, ma guarda e passa15—"Let us think no more about them, but look once and pass on.

Allo stesso tempo in giapponese ci sono due parole, wabi e sabi, che messe insieme significano bellezza effimera e fluttuante; estetica della decadenza, dei dettagli asimmetrici e dei colori naturali; gusto per il non finito, il transeunte, l'imperfetto. Per spiegare cosa significano queste quattro sillabe giapponesi nelle nostre lingue bisogna scrivere dei mini trattati.

Whate'er is born of mortal birth    Must be consumed with the earth

Little fly thy summers play my thoughtless hand has brushed away am not I a fly like thee, art not thou a man like me? for I dance and drink and sing til some blind hand shall brush my wing

They are all about romance, about life's excitement and adventure and it's essential sadness and transience. They savour everything both fine and bittersweet that life has to offer us - a stoical in the hedonism.

That moment when you realize - quite rationally, quite unemotionally - that the world in the not-so-far-distant future will not contain you: that the trees you planted will continue growing but you will not be there to see them.

Here at its extremities the terrified transients gathered, gazing out at the vast refulgent ocean for some sign of security. We

I'd been in New York for nearly eighteen months, now - though I still felt a transient, passing through, and that this apartment, this address, my job and my salary were very temporary aspects of my autobiography and whatever significance this sojourn would have in any retrospective view was impossible to discern.

It's just a moment, we die every night.

Rot dead marigolds- an acre at a time! Gold are you?

The scattered tea goes with the leaves and every day a sunset dies.

Who gathers the withered rose?