Robert Doisneau Quotes

Today is not forever.

Celebrity was a long time in coming; it will go away. Everything goes away.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

Today's news, which may be yesterday's anyway, will be eclipsed tomorrow.

Beauty, sweet love, is like the morning dew, Whose short refresh upon tender green, Cheers for a time, but till the sun doth show And straight is gone, as it had never been.

Infancy is what is eternal, and the rest, all the rest, is brevity, extreme brevity.

Eternity ceased gradually to serve as the measure and focus of human actions.

The kindly light has a brief period of shining.

Speeches measured by the hour, die by the hour.

I shoot just one moment at a time... These moments are beneath the threshold of perception.

I feel like I wanna have a series of moments. It's scary when they say you're having a moment, because moments are momentary.

Half a page--and the morning is already ancient.

The present flowed by them like a stream. The tree rustled. It had made music before they were born, and would continue after their deaths, but its song was of the moment. The moment had passed. The tree rustled again. Their senses were sharpened, and they seemed to apprehend life. Life passed. The tree rustled again.

I' is merely one of the world's instantaneous spasms.

"No" is just a moment in time.

that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.

Life is just a moment of time and it pass by

Photographers deal in things which are continuously vanishing.

Life is a fragment, a moment between two eternities.

Years were passing through the spaces between moments.

Time runs and flows and only our death succeeds in catching up with it. Photography is a blade which, in eternity, impales the dazzling moment.

... we each have our fleeting hour.

Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical guise.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?