Quotes About Fading

Yesterday's rose endures in its name, we hold empty names.

It would always be a part of her, a scar on her soul, but like all scars, it faded in time from a bright and burning red to a slim, silvery line that could only sometimes be seen.

Memories--even the best of them--faded.

Daniel laughed. How long would she remember exactly that sound? Not long enough. She knew that now. Memories—even the best of them—faded.

Los recuerdos - incluso los más bellos - se desvanecen.

Often, the roles I'm offered in England are melancholic women who are filled with regret for the past, regret for their fading beauty.

Where does the flame of a candle go after is faded?

I zapami?taj sobie: duch marnieje, kiedy cz?owiek odrzuca swoje pasje.

There were some memories, though, that never faded.

If I must fade,' he said, 'I would like to fade remembering this as my last waking dream.' 'Don't go,' she whispered. 'Hold on, for me. We are so close.' He touched her cheek. 'Only promise me one thing,' he said. 'If I do go, give us a happy ending, will you? In your book?' 'I don't believe in endings,' she said, but he only smiled at her, and faded slowly from view.

Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.

Memories were fine but you couldn't touch them, smell them or hold them. They were never exactly as the moment was, and they faded with time.

Before the Flowers of Friendship Faded Friendship Faded.

forgetfulness

It's so hot even my fake plants are wilting.

The laurels of an orator who is not a master of literary art wither quickly.

Every year, the memories I have of my father become more faint, unclear, and distant. once they were vivid and true, then they became like photographs, and now they are more like photographs of photographs.

Love faded, or flipped over into loathing. Or settled somewhere in between into a kind of grinding detachment. It could snap like a dry twig, with one careless step.

Beauty, strength, youth are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green. —GEORGE PEELE

Beauty, strength, youth are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green.

The faster the dead could be honored, the faster they could be forgotten.

She burnt like a dead white star.

so that beautiful idea, which otherwise would have lingered on and perhaps found a wall on which to hang and blossom, had strangely faded and shrivelled in the course of the last week.

Magnolia Flowers The quiet fading out of life In a corner full of ugliness.