Passing pleasures, like passing clouds, are all we have.
No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.
The lights became stars, which became streaks in the grayspace, and then networks of fading shimmers
Shapeshifting requires the ability to transcend your attachments, in particular your ego attachments to identity and who you are. If you can get over your attachment to labeling yourself and your cher...
He looks at houses, chateaus, forests, and thinks about the countless generations who used to see those things and who are gone now; and he understands that everything he is seeing is oblivion; pure o...
Eventually everything appears to disappear from the life. That's it.
They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last - these people who know that nothing lasts.
Sudden revelations vanish just as suddenly.
The question was not death; living things die. It was love. Not that we died, but what we cared wildly, then deeply, for one person out of billions. We bound ourselves to the fickle, changing, and dyi...
In reality nobody can grasp anything permanently in life. Absolutely nothing. Somethings may stay in memory for a while but eventually that too fades away.
To know yourself you must know the transience of your self.