Quotes About Evanescence

Beginnings are always like this. One minute everything exists, the next minute everything is lost.

But I'm not dead. I just disappeared. I do that. I move into another world, a different world. Like boarding a train running parallel. That's what disappearing is. Don't you see?

Like boarding a train running parallel. That's what disappearing is.

The language of roses shifts under our feet. It blows in and out like the wind. It carries the fragrance of the flower and then it is gone...It is how we learn to speak about something that is disappearing as we say its name.

And yet for all that I still had never gotten used to the breathtaking impermanence of things.

Then the feeling moves on. It does not collapse; it is not whisked away. It simply moves on, like a train that stops at a small country station, stands for a while, and then continues out of sight.

The East and the West, like two dragons tossed in a sea of ferment, in vain strive to regain the jewel of life. We need a Niuka again to repair the grand devastation; we await the great Avatar. Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.

Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. The afternoon glow is brightening the bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of the pines is heard in our kettle. Let us dream of evanescence and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things.

When your tears become invisible, disappear

Have you ever wished that you could disappear from all this?

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It crumbled apart into ash, going from form to formlessness. To everything, it's season. The pine cone grew into being, burned bright, and now it had disappeared. That was natural.

Nothing testified more to the evanescence of position and wealth in Beverly Hills than its architecture. There was money in abundance to put up the settings of the grand life. But land—the one true mark of stable grandeur—was not to be had. The town was an industrial compound of the temporarily well-paid.

You will not be here--I shall not be here--much lo

a beautiful memory one knows has already commenced to fade. •

Each literature bears its freight of the eclipsed; each generation shows us writers in the process of disappearing.

There's a moment coming. It's not here yet. It's still on the way. It's in the future. It hasn't arrived. Here it comes. Here it is It's gone.

We do not die wholly at our deaths: we have moldered away gradually long before. Faculty after faculty, interest after interest, attachment after attachment disappear: we are torn from ourselves while living.

Remember, 'Even this will pass away!

I won't go into it any further, other than to say that year by year the world darkens down and things are always going away.

We disappear as stars do, soundless, without a trace.

Un mondo è un pullulare continuo e irrequieto di cose, un venire alla luce e uno sparire continuo di effimere entità

Ali svaka svetlost brzo dogori i svaka sve?anost pro?e.

We are all dust All dying All losing All forgetting We are all leaving all the time