Quotes About Impermanence

No matter how careful we are, we all leave behind little bits of ourselves as we go about our lives. Hair, sweat, fingernails, tears…any of which can be tested. No one can escape.

Impermanence. It is the nature of all things, especially relationships. They are certainly not a true cause of happiness.

there is no such thing as permanence or solidity—that every thing and every being in this world is undergoing constant change.

Then ------ dies, and everything that she thought or felt vanishes and is gone forever.

Then Emma Mayhew dies, and everything that she thought or felt vanishes and is gone forever

nostalgia is a useless, futile thing because it is a longing for something that is permanently lost

sheets, carefully taped together, forming a triptych

THE FIRST GIVEN of life is that changes and endings are inevitable for any person, relationship, enthusiasm, or thing. Nothing is perfect, permanently satisfying, or permanently anything. Everything falls apart in time. Every beginning leads to a finale. Built into all experiences, persons, places, and things is a life span. Our relationships pass through phases, from romance through struggle to commitment. Then they end with death or separation.

We say an unconditional yes to the given of life that our needs will not always be met and also to the first noble truth of Buddhism, that life includes unsatisfactoriness.

They say you can't step into the same river twice. But maybe a truer saying is that you can't ever dry off.

Nothing lasts forever, not even the horrors in this life.

Today's cloud is tomorrow's puddle.

Tutto passa. Questa è la sola e unica cosa che a parer mio s'avvicini alla verità, nella società degli esseri umani, dove ho dimorato sin oggi come in un inferno rovente. Tutto passa.

That is the essence of painting, child. To capture something utterly temporary and conjure permanence.

todo viaja hacia su difuminación lentamente nada más ocurrir y hasta mientras acontece

Timpul, care trece peste toate, r?stoarn? pân? ?i r?sturn?rile, distruge pân? ?i distrugerea. Totul se mi?c?, chiar ?i mi?carea. Ceea ce face ca în cele din urm?, în acest univers agitat ?i imobil, totul s? se transforme mereu ?i nimic s? nu se schimbe niciodat.

Certain acts dazzle us and light up blurred surfaces, if our eyes are sharp enough to see them in a flash, for the beauty of a living thing can be grasped only fleetingly. To pursue it during its changes leads us inevitably to the moment when it ceases, for it cannot last a lifetime. And to analyze it, that is, to pursue it in time with the sight and the imagination, is to view it in its decline, for following the marvelous moment in which it reveals itself, it diminishes in intensity.

Youth's a stuff will not endure.

Hope is the feeling that the feeling you have isn't permanent.

Talking with her was like listening to a ballad on a radio station that fades in and out as you drive, sometimes clear and sentimental and tuned perfectly to the passing land, sometimes filled with static, lost, a song played too many times.

Plenty of organisms live for a season, in order for those who come next to have a chance, Mayflies, daffodils, the octopus. We can accept that?' 'Well, we're hardwired not to accept our own demise. Daffodils are a lot more chill about it.' 'Okay, but we can be like daffodils together.

Why must everything be repeat and repeat, never finish, never resting? You work so hard one day, but the next day you must only work again. You eat, but the next day, you are already hungry. You find love, then love goes away. You are born with nothing, you work hard, then you die with nothing. You are young, then you are old. No matter how hard you work, you cannot stop getting old. - Wayan

The Augusteum warns me not to get attached to any obsolete ideas about who I am, what I represent, whom I belong tom or what function I may once have intended to serve. Yesterday I might have been a glorious monument to somebody, true enough- but tomorrow I could be a fireworks depository. Even in the Eternal City, says the silent Augusteum, one must always be prepared for riotous and endless waves of transformation.

You must learn in life to take things more lightly, my dear. The world is always changing. Learn how to allow for it. Someone makes a promise, and then they break it. A play gets good notices, and then it folds. A marriage looks strong, and then they divorce. For a while there's no war, and then there's another war. If you get too upset about it all, you become a stupid, unhappy person—and where's the good in that?