#Impermanence Quotes

“Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore,So do our minutes hasten to their end;Each changing place with that which goes before,In sequent toil all forwards do contend.”

“We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.”

“The seasons alter: hoary-headed frostsFall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose.”

“she shall scant show well that now shows best.”

“Glory is like a circle in the water, which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, till, by broad spreading, it disperse to naught.”

“Time, whose millioned accidents creep in betwixt vows, and change decrees of kings, tan sacred beauty, blunt the sharpest intents, divert strong minds to the course of altering things.”

“Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good; a shining gloss that fadeth suddenly; a flower that dies when it begins to bud; a doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower, lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour.”

“Love that well which thou must leave ere long.”

“What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.”

“Beauty, wit,High birth, vigour of bone, desert in service,Love, friendship, charity, are subjects allTo envious and calumniating time.”

“Beauty's a doubtful good, a glass, a flower, Lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour; And beauty, blemish'd once, for ever's lost, In spite of physic, painting, pain, and cost.”

“All things are flowing, even those that seem immovable. The adamant is always passing into smoke. The plants imbibe the materialswhich they want from the air and the ground. They burn, that is, exhale and decompose their own bodies into the air and earth again. The animal burns, or undergoes the like perpetual consumption. The earth burns, the mountains burn and decompose, slower, but incessantly.”

“When I have plucked the rose, I cannot give it vital growth again, It needs must wither. I'll smell it on the tree.”

“There lives within the very flame of love A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it.”

“Nothing 'gainst Times scythe can make defence.”

“For all symbols are fluxional; all language is vehicular and transitive, and is good, as ferries and horses are, for conveyance, not as farms and houses are, for homestead.”

“Golden lads and girls all must as chimney sweepers come to dust.”

“O, how shall summer's honey breath hold outAgainst the wreckful siege of battering days,When rocks impregnable are not so stout,Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?”

“Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow.”

“My love is thaw'd; Which, like a waxen image 'gainst a fire, bears no impression of the thing it was”

“Things may serve long, but not serve ever.”

“I feel it gone, yet know not when it left.”

“I can again thy former light restore, Should I repent me: but once put out thy light, Thou cunning'st pattern of excelling nature, I know not where is that Promethean heat That can thy light relume.”

“Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.”

“Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same. Every wonderful sight will vanish, every sweet word will fade, But do not be disheartened, The source they come from is eternal, growing, Branching out, giving new life and new joy. Why do you weep? The source is within you And this whole world is springing up from it.”

“There are no fixtures in nature. The universe is fluid and volatile. Permanence is but a word of degrees.”

“Do not look back,No one knows how the world ever began.Do not fear the future, Nothing lasts forever.If you dwell on the past or future,You will miss the moment.”

“Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.”

“Nature does not cocker us: we are children, not pets: she is not fond: everything is dealt to us without fear or favor, after severe universal laws.”

“Every thing that grows / Holds in perfection but a little moment.”

“You moan, "She left me." "He left me,"Twenty more will come.”

“Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”

“We live ruins amid ruins.”

“Softly and kindly remind yourself, ''I cannot own anything.'' It is a valuable thought to keep in mind as you struggle to improve your financial picture, worry about investments, and plan how to acquire more and more. It is a universal principle which you are part of. You must release everything when you truly awaken. Are you letting your life go by in frustration and worry over not having enough? If so, relax and remember that you only get what you have for a short period of time. When you awaken you will see the folly of being attached to anything.”

“I wiped away the weeds and foam, I fetched my sea-born treasures home; But the poor, unsightly, noisome things Had left their beauty on the shore, With the sun and the sand and the wild uproar.”

“In the blink of an eye everything can change. So forgive often and love with all your heart. You may not have that chance again.”

“So quick bright things come to confusion.​​​​​​”

“I would that we were, my beloved, white birds on the foam of the sea!We tire of the flame of the meteor, before it can fadeand flee;And the flame of the blue star of twilight, hung low on the rim of the sky,Has awaked in our hearts, my beloved, a sadness that may not die.”

“yet it seemsLife scarce can cast a fragrance on the wind,Scarce spread a glory to the morning beams,But the torn petals strew the garden plot;And there's but common greenness after that.”

“Everything that man esteems Endures a moment or a day. Love's pleasure drives his love away, The painter's brush consumes his dreams.”

“Heroing is one of the shortest-lived professions there is.”

“Being a hero is about the shortest-lived profession on earth.”

“Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that's lovely is But a brief, dreamy, kind delight. O Never give the heart outright, For they, for all smooth lips can say, Have given their hearts up to the play. And who could play it well enough If deaf and dumb and blind with love? He that made this knows all the cost, For he gave all his heart and lost.”

“evenThe bed of love, that in the imaginationHad seemed to be the giver of all peace,Is no more than a wine-cup in the tasting,And as soon finished.”

“Everything that's lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.”

“Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?”

“Things thought too long can be no longer thought, For beauty dies of beauty, worth of worth, And ancient lineaments are blotted out.”

“I heard the old, old, men say 'all that's beautiful drifts away, like the waters.'”

“Man is in love and loveswhat vanishes,What more is there to say?”

“Amidst the rush of worldly comings and goings, I observe how all endings become beginnings”