Quotes About Evanescent

So much of what we read and write these days is disposable.

Now I know for sure the soul is an evanescent thing and the body is its temporary container, because I saw it. I saw the body with the soul in it, I saw the body with the soul leaving, and I saw the body with the soul gone.

It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away.

She knew that pleasure, to be pleasure, must come to an end.

Human life is as evanescent as the morning dew or a flash of lightning.

Some people resemble ballads which are only sung for a certain time.

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

Humankind, fleet of life like tree leaves, unsubstantial as shadows, weak creatures of clay, wingless, ephemeral, sorrow worn, and dreamlike.

All fires burn out sooner or later.

And the vision no sooner dawns than dies blazing into oblivion.

Life is sweetest when it could go away tomorrow.

Life!, is but only...A faint whisper!".

novelty is a wonderfully short-lived thing.

Two passing temporarinesses developed feelings for one another. Two puffs of smoke became mutually fond.

All gifts are temporary.

A little while, their hunger unfulfilled, The mothlike worlds flit 'round the guttering sun. (Ephemera)

Beautiful is the bloom of youth, but it lasts only for a short time.

O time! swift devourer of all created things!

Things always seem to glide away. They come to you, stay a moment, then leave again.

There was rain like a ghost you could walk through. Almost dry when it hit the ground.

Centuries telescoped into one evanescent moment. History was wrong-footed, caught off guard. Sloughed off like an old snakeskin. Its marks, its scars, its wounds from old wars and the walking backwards days all fell away. In its absence it left an aura, a palpable shimmering that was as plain to see as the water in a river or the sun in the sky. As plain to feel as the heat on a hot day, or the tug of a fish on a taut line. So obvious that no one noticed.

I cannot help vanishing and disappearing and dissolving. It is my foremost trait.

Not every good thing in life will remain forever

I became a shadow, so much so that sometimes I felt almost evanescent—useful only in relation to someone else.