Quotes About Passing

Tetapi gelombang itu berlalu, seperti segala sesuatu. Berlalu.

The cuts stung and didn't heal for a couple of weeks, but I didn't mind. They were reminders of a beloved season that had once again passed to quickly.

Gud i himlen, kjærligheten er et flygtig stof!

no time agoor else a lifewalking in the darki met christjesus)my heartflopped overand lay stillwhile he passed(asclose as i'm to youyes closermade of nothingexcept loneliness.

The passing of an ordinary man is sad. The passing of a great man is tragic, and doubly tragic when the greatness passes before the man does.

Everyone will pass eventually, someway or somewhere

This melancholy London -- I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air.

no one sleeps more beautifully than you. But i am afraid that you will waken just now, and touch me with an indifferent glance, lightly passing, and commit the murder of beauty.

All the difference between men and angels is, men are passing through the day of trial that angels have already passed through.

I could hear the water running off the roof of the forwarding company next door. I could not shake the illusion that it was the radiance which was splashing down. Bright and shining slivers of it were suicidally hurling themselves at the sham quagmire of the pavement, all smeared with the slush of passing shoes.

Umiera si? w byle jakim miejscu ?ycia.

Life is only a flicker of melted ice.

EXIT's justification was that until a law permitting voluntary euthanasia was passed (which would place responsibility to help primarily on physi­cians), people had no alternative but to take their dying into their own hands.

Science is the knowledge of constant things, not merely of passing events, and is properly less the knowledge of general laws than of existing facts.

I think it's wrong that so many people pass on from this existence, and take all their knowledge with them.

Literature is the safe and traditional vehicle through which we learn about the world and pass on values from on generation to the next. Books save lives.

I came like Water, and like Wind I go.

How people die remains in the memory of those who live on

Everything in life is just for a while.

Life is but a day at most.

some mornings... I sit at the kitchen table shaking salt into the hairs on my arm, and a feeling shoves up in me: it's finished. Everything went past without me.

She dies two days later.

I have a passing fondness for explosions." That was concerning on so many levels.

There was nothing to make him last a long time.