Quotes About Impermanence

Everywhere, imperceptibly or otherwise, things are passing, ending, going. And there will be other summers, other band concerts, but never this one, never again, never as now. Next year I will not be the self of this year now. And that is why I laugh at the transient, the ephemeral; laugh, while clutching, holding, tenderly, like a fool his toy, cracked glass, water through fingers.

Io sono il presente, ma so che anch'io me ne andrò. L'instante sublime, la fiamma che consuma arriva e subito scompare: sabbie mobili, semore. E io non voglio morire.

that which is only living Can only die

We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then.

If all time is eternally present, all time is unredeemable.

And just like that, it all goes. You think it will never change but that's a lie. Things can change in a day.

Me pregunto que hubiera hecho Irene sin el tejido. Uno puede releer un libro, pero cuando un pullover está terminado no se puede repetirlo sin escándalo.

Para llorar, dirija la imaginación hacia usted mismo, y si esto le resulta imposible por haber contraído el hábito de creer en el mundo exterior, piense en un pato cubierto de hormigas o en esos golfos del estrecho de Magallanes en los que no entra nadie, nunca.

Quizá en el fondo quisiera que acabara de una vez, como una estrella que se rompe en mil pedazos y dejar idiota a los astrónomos durante una semana, y después uno se va a dormir y mañana es otro día.

Estúpido —dice Talita besándolo en la oreja—. Esto no va a durar siempre, no va a durar siempre... Esto no debería durar ni un minuto más.

El tiempo todo lo borra, pero también lo iguala y lo desfigura como si fuera un caleidoscopio infinito.

There's nothing permanent in the world

No power was total, no power permanent, no power absolute.

Life is so impermanent that it's not about somebody else or things around me, it's about knowing you are completely alone in this world and being content inside.

I rather think the world is like sand. The fundamental nature of sand is very difficult to grasp when you think of it in its stationary state. Sand not only flows, but this very flow is the sand.

Nichts ist so vergänglich wie ein Gedanke.

In art, the present is the eternal.

The flow of the river is ceaseless; and its water is never the same. The foam that floats in the pools Now gathering, now vanishing Never lasts long. So it is with man and all his dwelling places on this earth.

The flowing river never stops and yet the water never stays the same. Foam floats upon the pools, scattering, re-forming, never lingering long. So it is with man and all his dwelling places here on earth

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve. And like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on and our little life Is rounded with a sleep.

You can try to organize your life into neat and organized sections. You can label it and categorize it. You can arrange it in any way you wish. But the minute you turn your head, it will become amorphous once

'Jersey Shore' won't be around forever.

Who then to frail mortality shall trustBut limns on water, or but writes in dust.

Live every day as if it were your last. Spend your life hanging by a thread. Accept that you can fall from one moment to the next. And when that moment comes, rejoice, because the last day will be the first, and you will become the thread itself.