Quotes About Evanescent

It was that feeling of not being able to quite capture it, not being able to commit the moment, the feeling, to memory because it was too fleeting. She

remember that nothing, good or ill, stays forever.

Optima dies...prima fugit

for the setting of her beauty was always that - hasty, but apt)...

Desire nothing, Chafe not at fate, nor at Nature's changeless laws. But struggle only with the personal, the transitory, the evanescent and the perishable.

The evanescence of the spoken word went without saying.

quickly fading—going

Amazing how beauty can be so fleeting.

A golf course is the epitome of all that is purely transitory in the universe; a space not to dwell in, but to get over as quickly as possible.

Some things are more precious because they don't last long.

So I started in, but I could not go on. Each word I spoke erased itself in the air.

Nothing is as evanescent in history as the pansophic theories that flourish among the illuminati of all times under the bright sunlight of the latest scientific discoveries; and nothing can be more easily dismissed by later periods as mere speculation.

I am afraid I am not quite so much the man of the world as might be good for me in some points. My feelings are not quite so evanescent, nor my memory of the past under such easy dominion as one finds to be the case with men of the world.

No blessing lasts forever

Of course I need not remind you how fluid a thing thought is with me-- with us all-- and of what an evanescent substance are our emotions made.

Not like the same face on the passing bus that seems to speak, that is seen once and at least is gone forever

entire subcultures could rise overnight, thrive for a dozen weeks, and then vanish utterly.

The sensation felt like spinning too fast on a merry-go-round. Each fraction of a second her eyes focused on a new face in a crowd. Within seconds the face was gone, whisked to a blur, replaced by another face that would just as soon be lost.

Moments are like gas, they pass.

I dreamed I was a single moment in a single day. A note struck and vanished. A sounding. A reckoning. Gone.

Everything is temporary!

Swift as shadow, short as any dream

Ciò che risplende fa così in fretta a svanire.

Ten years is a long time in this fugitive world.