Quotes About Transience

life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.

Life is just a dream on the way to death.

I take a good long look at her. I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either.

Estamos todos sozinhos, presos num corpo e na nossa própria cabeça, e qualquer companhia que temos na vida é passageira e superficial.

No estás solo. ? Y antes que pueda decirle ‹‹De hecho lo estoy, lo cual no forma parte del problema. Todo estamos solos, atrapados en el interior del cuerpo y de la mente, y sea cual sea la compañía que podamos tener en esta vida, no es más que pasajera y superficial››

the words are there one minute, and the next they're gone.

It feels somehow epic and fragile, and I want the night to last forever, and knowing it can't already has made me sad.

I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to. You can't stop people from dying. You can't stop them from going away. You can't stop yourself from going away either. I know myself well enough to know that no one else can keep you awake or keep you from sleeping. That's all on me too. But man, I like this girl.

Kau tidak bisa mengandalkan sesuatu tetap di sini atau tetap diam, betapa pun kau sangat menginginkan itu. Kau tidak bisa mencegah mereka pergi. Kau pun tak bisa mencegah dirimu pergi.

After she packed her few bags into the back of her car and hugged him, Rosalind never saw him again. After a few weeks it was like she'd never known him at all, like summer friendships she'd strike up as a child when the family stayed a few weeks at the beach or another city. The friendship was site specific. She couldn't miss it any more than she'd miss the Eiffel Tower in her backyard. It was where it belonged, somewhere in the past.

I suppose we were merely on loan in each other's lives; these last years have already broken their secrets, have already gone out ahead and beyond us, reaching their conclusions: the present was beautiful in my not knowing. There are some sufferings as crimson and fallen, vibrant as autumn's tremblings.

Don't let it happen to you, Lara Jean. Don't get too serious to where things can't go back. Be in love with Peter if you want, but be careful with your heart. Things feel like they'll be forever, but they aren't. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed.

Instead I let the moment pass and I just sighed and leaned back onto my chair. The sky was pinky gold. I had the feeling that there was nothing more beautiful than this, that this particular sunset matched the beauty of anything in this world, ten times over. I could feel all the tension of the day drifting away from me and out to sea. I wanted to memorize it all in case I didn't get to come back again. You never know the last time you'll see a place. A person.

For a minute there it was really good. It was really, really good. Wasn't it good? Maybe really, really good things aren't meant to last for too long; maybe that's what makes them all the more sweet, the temporariness of them.

People come in and out of your life. For a time they're your world; they are everything. There's no telling how long you will have them near...It's the good-byes that are hard.

I wished I could stay forever, in this moment. Like in one of those plastic snowballs, one little moment frozen in time.

That night I lay in bed, thinking about how summer romances really do happen so fast, and then they're over so fast. But the next morning, when I went to the deck to eat my toast, I found an empty water bottle on the steps that led down to the beach. Poland Spring, the kind Cam was always drinking. There was a piece of paper inside, a note. A message in a bottle. The ink was a little smeared, but I could still read what it said. It said, "IOU one skinny-dip.

I wanted to memorize it all in case I didn't get to come back again. You never know the last time you'll see a place. A person.

La gente entra y sale de tu vida. Por un tiempo son tu mundo; lo son todo. Y un día ya no lo son.

People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's not telling how long you will have them near. It's the good-byes that are hard.

Cuando alguien se ha ido durante mucho tiempo, primero guardas todas las cosas que quieres decirles. Intentas mantener un seguimiento de todo en tu cabeza. Pero es como si trataras de aferrarte a un puñado de arena, todos los pequeños trozos se deslizan de tus manos y entonces sólo estás reteniendo polvo y aire. Es por eso que no puedes guardarlo todo así.

Maybe really, really good things aren't meant to last for long; maybe that's what makes them all the more sweet, the temporariness of them.

La gente entra y sale de tu vida. Por un tiempo son tu mundo; lo son todo. Y un día ya no lo son. No hay manera de decir cuánto tiempo los tendrás cerca.

People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's no telling how long you will have them near... It's the goodbyes that are hard.