Quotes About Vanishing

We're all vanishing organisms and disappearing creatures in space and time - that death sentence in space in time that Kafka talked about with such profundity.

Whatever enjoyment I might have had at the time would disappear overnight like snow melting on a warm roof.

Every time I see him, he's not there.

As time passes, my story fades away.

Elle essaie de former des sons avec sa bouche. Mais ils éclatent comme des bulles, et ne reste qu'une impression blanche, un pli dans quelque chose qui se lisse dès qu'apparu, qui s'efface sitôt pensé. (p245)

Se los habían tragado los cerros, entonces? Después

Dan camkan ini, pada hari di mana kalian berhenti berjalan, kalian akan lenyap seutuhnya.

It was the way he lived. He could walk out of that building at a moment's notice and leave behind no personal trace.

On my last ride on the RR train I looked almost as lovingly at the faces and expressions of my fellow passengers as if I were staring a a photograph of times long past. They did not know that they made a photograph. They did not understand the vanishing background of their lives...

I found a note he'd left behind entitled 'Ciao': One just keeps saying, 'No...No...No...' Head bowed, hat in hand, A cringing, cunning little step back, With each dialectical evasion, Retreating, receding, 'no...no...no...' Until one simply disappears...

The cigar has been smoked out, and we are the ashes.

Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.

Now they were lords of the galaxy, and beyond the reach of time. They could rove at will among the stars, and sink like a subtle mist through the very interstices of space. But despite their godlike powers, they had not wholly forgotten their origin, in the warm slime of a vanished sea.

Beyond the doors, the street and the gates were empty. The Hill Folk had vanished as mysteriously as they had come. A shuddering sigh of relief, not my own, brought my attention home and heartward. I shut my eyes, smiling, and clung with all my strength to Vidanric as kisses rained on my hair, my eyes, and finally--lingeringly--on my lips. The duel was over, and we had won.

Now what was here, she wondered, what was here and is gone, or what was going to be here and never came?

All fires burn out sooner or later.

Mystery is never more than a mirage that vanishes as we draw near to look at it.

I am at the end. I exist no more.

I don't even exist—I'm no one. Nothing.

O the generations of men92 the dying generations—adding the total of all your lives I find they come to nothing

O the generations of men the dying generations—adding the total of all your lives I find they come to nothing

They shall arrive in a murmurAnd shall disappear into fog and earth

I try to avoid stories that end with...and he was never seen again.

What it would be like to simply disappear into the blackness, to float forever in silence and nothingness.