Quotes About Transience

We can be poor in spirit, and I don't even consider myself wealthy, which is an interesting thing, it can be here today and gone tomorrow.

I'd always used humour as a weapon, as a protection. But being able to make people laugh is a way of not getting in too deep; it's a quick, transient fix.

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

News events are like Texas weather. If you don't like it, wait a minute.

Programmes are like weeds - they spring up, grow quickly, and then should be allowed to die quickly.

We pop into existence and we know that we die and we know that we lose everyone that we love and we know we even lose our own bodies. And what a paradigm. What a mystery.

We're just a bubble in a boiling pot.

Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.

Everything is created to be annihilated.

'So Much More Than This' is about just getting tangled up in all of the drama and stuff that really does not matter and probably won't matter in, like, three months.

like a sunrise or sunset, anything so ephemeral. Just like our life - we appear and we disappear and we are so important to some, but, we are just passing through.

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." —CROWFOOT, CHIEF OF THE SIKSIKA FIRST NATION, 1890

If you can't stop time, make it vanish.

In the end, we all lose it. Remember that. In the end, we own nothing.

There are people who come into our lives as welcome as a cool breeze in summer- and last about as long.

Sunsets, like childhood, are viewed with wonder not just because they are beautiful but because they are fleeting.

I did not know you would fade so soon, oh flower.

the names of flowers that open only once, shouted from balconies, shouted from rooftops, or muffled by rooftops, or whispered in sleep, or caught in the throat like a lump of meat.

Everyone in this room got here somehow and everyone in this room will have to leave. So what's left? Sing a song about the room we're in?

saying farewell to flesh, farewell to everything caught underfoot and flattened.

We toil after goals, most of them—indeed every single one of them—of transitory significance and, having gained one of them, we immediately set forth for the next, as if that one had never been, with this next one being essentially more of the same. Look at a busy street any day, and observe the throng going hither and thither. To what? Some office or shop, where the same things will be done today as were done yesterday, and are done now so they may be repeated tomorrow…

Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave this world.

To make the best use of your life, you must never forget two truths: First, compared with eternity, life is extremely brief. Second, earth is only a temporary residence. You won't be here long, so don't get too attached.

La Biblia dice: «Así que no nos fijamos en lo visible sino en lo invisible, ya que lo que se ve es pasajero, mientras que lo que no se ve es eterno».