Quotes About Transience

Don't be proud when happy and don't get disheartened when sad, remember that all our moods are temporary joy, pain, love, hate and this will all pass.

come to realise that thoughts come and go of their own accord; that you are not your thoughts. You can watch as they appear in your mind, seemingly from thin air, and watch again as they disappear, like a soap bubble bursting. You come to the profound understanding that thoughts and feelings (including negative ones) are transient. They come and they go, and ultimately, you have a choice about whether to act on them or not.

and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along.

I know that I, like every living thing, will have to die some day, but my hands, my feet and my guts still don't know it, which is why death seems so unreal.

If no one goes to gravesides anymore, if you won't visit me there no more, I might as well have my ashes in a jam jar and be more mobile.

One night. It took one night to lose everything. But maybe everything was nothing if it could be lost so fast.

why is it that happiness can disappear in an instant but sadness stays around forever?

I felt both puny and pretentious, trying to write in the grandeur of that natural world where everything was older than time and I was the briefest object in the landscape.

Nada es tan melancólico como la muerte de la belleza.

Therefore nothing were better for us than soon to be conveyed to the last dance, and covered with shovels.

Death comes in a flash, and that's the truth of it, the person's gone in less than 24 frames of film.

Everything that exists perishes, everything that has been created by those who perish will be destroyed. One inevitably leads to the other, one can never return to the primordial.

Listen, life is short, even at its longest, it's short.

In the impermanence of life, it was impossible to accept the foreverness of death.

I sing just to sing it all to the surface. All the things we can't hold on to: life as it once was and isn't any longer, I guess.

this saying appears in an inscription from a mosque at Fatehpur Sikri, India: "Jesus said, 'This world is a bridge. Pass over it, but do not build your dwelling there.

Love makes the time pass. Time makes love pass.

They spoil every romance by trying to make it last forever.

Even if I use sweet phrases in this description, I cannot even be sure that what I write here is true, precisely because I do not know the Absolute Truth, but what I argue in this pages is a feeling of this tear that is my life, a feeling on this world that will disappear just as it appeared, maybe in fire and ashes or in steam and tar.

All the positions, fortunes, celebrities disappear as a snow flake that melts on the black asphalt of death. So does beauty too.

Loveliest of lovely things are they, On earth, that soonest pass away

Men are more evanescent than pictures, yet one sorrows for lost friends, and pictures are my friends. I have none others. I am never long enough with men to attach myself to them; and whatever feelings of attachment I have are to material things.

I have had, and may have still, a thousand friends, as they are called, in life, who are like one's partners in the waltz of this world --not much remembered when the ball is over.

The only thing I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet that someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.