“ I tell you of loss, my child, so you will listen, slowly, and know that in life every emotion is fated to rear itself within your being. Don't judge it proper or ugly. It's simply there and yours. Whe… Thanhha Lai
“ Be ahead of all parting, as if it had already happened,like winter, which even now is passing.For beneath the winter is a winter so endlessthat to survive it at all is a triumph of the heart.Be foreve… Rainer Maria Rilke
“ Patience was part of his nature, and he accepted his lot as a short-lived mammal, scurrying in and out amid the roots of the giants. Ruth Ozeki
“ Perhaps family itself, like beauty, is temporary, and no discredit need attach to impermanence. Gregory Maguire
“ If nothing lasts then everything has meaning. If everything dies that means we actually live. Chris Matakas
“ Nature's first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold.Her early leaf's a flower;But only so an hour.Then leaf subsides to leaf.So Eden sank to grief,So dawn goes down to day.Nothing gold can stay. Robert Frost
“ Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them. Paulo Coelho
“ We rush through our days in such stress and intensity, as if we were here to stay and the serious project of the world depended on us. We worry and grow anxious; we magnify trivia until they become im… John O'Donohue
“ The perfume of incense reminds us of the pervading influence of virtue, the lamp reminds us of light of knowledge and the flowers which soon fade and die, reminds us of impermanence. When we bow, we e… Anonymous
“ Everything rusts, rots, crumbles, vanishes. The infinite will just take a little bit longer. Marty Rubin
“ Do not compromise yourself and put your goodness in the same impermanent category as whatever circumstance happening. Be the best you in every circumstance. Steve Maraboli
“ A thousand years ago five minutes wereEqual to forty ounces of fine sand.Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime andInfinite aftertime: above your headThey close like giant wings, and you are dead. Vladimir Nabokov
“ Why did I think that this improvisation could never end? If I had seen that it could, what would I have done differently? What would he? Joan Didion
