Fleeting Life Quotes

Quotes tagged as "fleeting-life" (showing 1-10 of 10)
Sanober  Khan
“For it is up to you and me
to take solace
in nostalgia's arms

and our ability
to create
the everlasting
from fleeting moments.”
Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

Kobayashi Issa
“On the Death of his Child

Dew Evaporates
And all our world is dew...so dear,
So fresh, so fleeting”
Kobayashi Issa, Japanese Haiku

Sanober  Khan
“The magic fades too fast
the scent of summer never lasts
the nights turn hollow and vast
but nothing remains...nothing lasts.”
Sanober Khan

Sanober  Khan
“At the end of the day
all we ever need is
something
that helped
pass the time
and something
that keeps time from passing.”
Sanober Khan

Jack Kerouac
“I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear?”
Jack Kerouac

Sanober  Khan
“you are
as fleetingly beautiful

as a mother’s tears
and a father’s pranks

a brother’s bachelorhood
and a best friend’s bad mood

a bride’s glittering jitters
and a handsome stranger’s smile.”
Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence

“Steadfast Seas and Mountains

The lofty mountains and the seas,
Being mountains, being seas,
Both exist and are real.
But frail as flowers are the lives of men,
Passing phantoms of this world.”
Reiko Chiba, Hiroshige's Tokaido in Prints and Poetry

Tatsuhiko Takimoto
“Take fireflies for example. Try to imagine their beauty, the evanescent beauty of their lives, which don't even last a week.

Female fireflies flash their lights only to have intercourse with the males; males twinkle just to have intercourse with the females. And once their mating has finished, they die. In short, their reproductive instinct is the single, absolute reason for fireflies to live. In that simple instinct and their simple world, no kind of sadness can intervene. This is precisely why fireflies are so fleetingly beautiful.”
Tatsuhiko Takimoto, Welcome to the N.H.K.

Lyndsay Faye
“Knowing even as I craved permanence in New York City, that would never come to pass. The pair of us would live for as long as we could. As well as well could. That was all. Then we'd blow away like wishes made on dandelion heads.”
Lyndsay Faye, The Fatal Flame

“A strong wind is blowing and there are little crests of foam on the waves. Look carefully at the millions of shimmering white bubbles rising and then vanishing with each wave. Over and over again, new bubbles come to the surface and then vanish in time with the waves. For a brief moment they are lifted on the wave’s crest and then they sink down and are seen no more. We are like that. Each one of us no more than a tiny glimmering thing, a sparkling droplet on the waves of time which flow past beneath us into an unknown, misty future. We leap up, look around us and, before we know it, we vanish again. We can hardly be seen in the great river of time. New drops keep rising to the surface. And what we call our fate is no more than our struggle in that multitude of droplets in the rise and fall of one wave. But we must make use of that moment. It is worth the effort.”
Gombrich Ernst H