Quotes About Impermanence

Death is coming, and if it wasn't today, it might tomorrow

What is born will die What has been gathered will be dispersed What has been accumulated will be exhausted What has been built up will collapse And what has been high will be brought low. The only thing we really have is nowness, now.

I don't really believe that all theater needs to be filmed - for some things, the special part of live theater is that it exists and then it's gone.

Maybe the things she loved most weren't meant to be permanent. Maybe the fact that they existed was enough.

It occurs to me that I really can't remember your face in any precise detail. Only the way you walked away through the tables in the café, your figure, your dress, that I still see.

When death is imminent remember - this is not a dress rehearsal, the time is now, share your love!

Past love is as good as a past dream, intangible, impossible to share.

Hurry up, before there's no more night left.

someday you'll be gone, you'll be dust, and then even less than dust. Nothing. There's no other place to be. This world is good enough for you because it has to be. Go ahead and love it.

Nomi: someday you'll be gone, you'll be dust, and then even less than dust. Nothing. There's no other place to be. This world is good enough for you because it has to be. Go ahead and love it.

You know what the Buddhists say? Don't cling to things, because everything is impermanent.

Don't get too attached to anything.

tapes, like photographs and videos, are [nothing more than] a desperate attempt to steal something from death's suitcase.

He opened his eyes. He exhaled. You know what the Buddhists say? Don't cling to things, because everything is impermanent.

Don't cling to things, because everything is impermanent. - Buddhists say

And I suppose tapes, like photographs and videos, are a desperate attempt to steal something from death's suitcase.

But the human form is not permanent. It was never meant to be. That gift belongs to the soul.

the way of things, with cities as with life, for one moment we are pottering about our errands as usual and the next we are dying, and our eternally impending ending does not put a stop to our transient beginnings and middles until the instant when it does.

The dews that wet the tender grass, At the sun's birth, too quickly pass, Nor e'er can hope to see it rise In full perfection to the skies." Shiônagon, who now joined them, and heard the above distich, consoled the nun with the following:— "The dews will not so quickly pass, Nor shall depart before they see The full perfection of the grass, They loved so well in infancy.

Those who linger on and those all too swiftly gone live as dewdrops, all, and it is a foolish thing to set one's heart on their world.

He] taught me that a book is never finished and that, with luck, it's the book that leaves us so we don't spend the rest of Eternity rewriting it.

Benjamín Sentís vivía en pretérito pluscuamperfecto.

Vanitas peccata mundi.

revealing. It is unnatural to our Divine design to let our thoughts live for too long in the past; such an imbalance creates time warps that interfere with our ability to live in the present and receive spiritual guidance each day. That