Quotes About Vanishing

There is no medicine to be found for a life which has fled.

I will leave no memoirs.

Here today, not there tomorrow, gone leaving no incriminating evidence of my unpopular halfbaked world view. That's a good girl.

She didn't want to make anything right. She wanted to make it all go away.

Perhaps you've experienced a similar kind of disorientation — you thought you knew where you were in relation to something (or someone), only to look up and have no idea where they went.

A composition that we do not understand or like appears to expand in time as we experience it, yet vanishes almost immediately from memory.

disappearance, Kyle knew he had

No one here has to know who I really am. Ever. They can never know. We disappeared with my father, our historic bloodline ended forever.

all they'll ever find of you is a grease slick clear down to Toledo

Just an ordinary day. "And then—gone.

Death," he wrote, "so omnipresent in the past that it was familiar, would be effaced, would disappear. It would become shameful and forbidden.

straightened the immaculate room as if to erase any sign of herself.

We leave no trace as we pass on. Ghostlike, we cast no shadow.

They send him away and no one ever sees him again. That's what happens to writers who put their names on things.

Someone called actors sculptors in snow. Very apt. In the end, it's all nothing.

Plus elle disparait plus elle apparait. [The more she disappears the more she appears.]

[The photographs] were there simply to indicate a radical art that had already vanished. The photograph was necessary only as a residue for communication.

I was in a movie called 'Vanishing on 7th Street,' and that was my first leading role in a movie. It's an apocalyptic thriller, and it's really cool. It's the first movie I ever shot.

Like the dew on the mountain, like the foam on the river, like the bubble on the fountain, thou art gone, and for ever!

Passing away" is written on the world and all the world contains.

With every death, a world is disappearing.

He has lost his print upon the earth; he has lost any fire.

When he looked away from her, the bottles were gone and with them all the vertical and horizontal currents of water and brandy that represented the omnidirectional tides of time's ocean.

More likely, they would just cease to exist. That's death. No, it's different. Death leaves a corps.