Quotes About Transience

under the sky, and see the cow standing in the water upstream near the single leaning willow. And all at once you feel like crying. But the train is going fast, and almost immediately whatever you felt is taken away from you, too. You bloody fool, do you think that you want to milk a cow? You do not want to milk a cow.

Anne has as many shades as a rainbow and every shade is the prettiest while it lasts.

Karena hal-hal yang dapat dilihat dapat berakhir, tetapi hal-hal yang tidak terlihat tetap abadi. -Anne-

It does not do to laugh at the pangs of youth. They are very terrible because youth has not yet learned that "this, too, will pass away.

But agony is nonetheless real because in later years when we have learned that everything passes, we wonder what we agonized about.

The earth is mostly just a boneyard.

You see that in a certain sense content doesn't matter, because whatever it is passes away.

Så egendomligt overklig denna våning redan hade blivit! Det var inte en våning där någon bodde, utan en bild av en våning där någon hade bott. Precis som Goethehuset i Weimar eller August Strindbergs arbetsrum på Drottninggatan. En våning kunde bli en bild av sig själv när den inte längre var befolkad. Den var densamma som förut. Men den hade stelnat till bild.

Funny how you notice how beautiful things are just when you're about to leave them.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with the knowledge that this was a moment to pay attention to: this day, this air, these two people. I felt the perfection of the moment and, inside of it, I felt its demise.

Key West—a town of people passing through, looking around, waiting, hoping for something special to happen, then not having a clue what was going on when it did.

The bruises are vivid, but they will fade.

i decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.

Sad that our finest aspiration, Our freshest dreams and meditations, In swift succession should decay, Like Autumn leaves that rot away.

There's a word in Japanese for being sad in the springtime - a whole word for just being sad - about how pretty the flowers are and how soon they're going to die.

How beautiful life is and how sad! How fleeting, with no past and no future, only a limitless now.

It's quite sad to see how many people I've known over that years that just die off, you know like wilted flowers. Well, there's something to be said for flowers in the dustbin.

But they never last, the golden days. And it can be sad, the sun in the afternoon, can't it? Yes, it can be sad, the afternoon sun, sad and frightening.

What if we're all like that? Like ghosts ... in someone's mind ... gradually fading ... fading ... until finally ... one day ... we just disappear ... drift into nothingness. Wouldn't that be sad?

At least half of your mind is always thinking, I'll be leaving; this won't last. It's a good Buddhist attitude. If I were a Buddhist, this would be a great help. As it is, I'm just sad.

It's just that I feel so sad these wonderful nights. I sort of feel they're never coming again, and I'm not really getting all I could out of them.

All beauty is sad. [...] For it fades.

He thought to himself, I'll never be this perfect again, an idea that made him sad.

Eventually we will all wither and die in the wasteland of logic and science.