Quotes About Transience

Let it be a reminder that nothing in this world can last." "Even pain," I reply.

We are like people with short-term leases on summer cottages; we can never seem to make our provisions come out even with our stay.

el que viaja mucho va huyendo de cada lugar que deja y no buscando cada lugar a que llega.

The vanity of the passing world and love are the two fundamental and heart-penetrating notes of true poetry. And they are two notes of which neither can be sounded without causing the other to vibrate. The feeling of the vanity of the passing world kindles love in us, the only thing that triumphs over the vain and transitory, the only thing that fills life again and eternalizes it.

La vida es una nebulosa.

And the supreme beauty is that of tragedy. The consciousness that everything passes away, that we ourselves pass away, and that everything that is ours and everything that environs us passes away, fills us with anguish, and this anguish itself reveals to us the consolation of that which does not pass away, of the eternal, of the beautiful.

And once again I believe that nothing that's important really becomes lost. We just delude ourselves, thinking that we own the things, the moments and the others. Still with me are all the dead persons who I loved, all the friends who turned away, all the happy days that faded. I lost nothing but the illusion that everything could be mine forever.

Nada é eterno nem adquirido, tudo é fugaz e passageiro. A ilusão - seja a de felicidade ou a de tristeza - é acreditar num horizonte fechado, ao alcance da vista, que ignora ou finge ignorar os horizontes sucessivos que estão para além do imediato.

Las razas desaparecen, los pueblos se levantan y se borran, los imperios se suceden y la gloria huye como una sombra. Pero seguid alzando vuestras murallas blancas sobre la ribera al pie de las montañas rojas...

her voice suddenly gone as if it had snagged on the mist and was carried off into the failing light, leaving the phone dead in my hand, a warm sliver with the screen fading like some luminous shard from outer space which had traveled across stellar distances at great speed to arrive here in my hand where its glow was now losing its heat, gone

Everything passes away - suffering, pain, blood, hunger, pestilence. The sword will pass away too, but the stars will remain when the shadows of our presence and our deeds have vanished from the Earth. There is no man who does not know that. Why, then, will we not turn our eyes toward the stars? Why?

Nothing is so permanent as a temporary government program.

It was perfectly me: pleasant enough, and then receding from immediate concern.

It is best to realize the transitory nature of things and work with it. Understanding the world's ephemeral nature can be the biggest advantage of all.

Me'n vaig per sempre, però tornaré. Discretament aposto pel futur, discretament, perquè me'n queda poc.

Death doesn't frighten me, except to make me feel that life is ephemeral.

Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.

I wondered how many other things had flown past me into death. Perhaps many. Perhaps I was flying past them, like the grim reaper, signaling the end. This would explain so much.

Always running and always wanting to go back but always being farther and farther away until finally it was just a scene in a movie where a girl says hello into the cauldron of the world and you are just a woman watching the movie with her husband on the couch and his legs are across your lap and you have to go to the bathroom.

Just a sec. Just two months. Just a lifetime. Just a sec.

Nu puteam crede c? sunt ?i eu asemenea celorlalte mii de muritori neferici?i, care iubesc ?i uit?, ?i mor f?r? s? socoteasc? nimic etern, nimic definitiv.

Lo, none is allowed to take his goods with him, Lo, none who departs comes back again!

Citizens come and go in desolation.

Het gedicht, die bescheiden poging van de dichter om niet nu maar pas later uiteen te vallen.