Jim Carrey Quotes

We fear death, we shudder at life's instability, we grieve to see the flowers wilt again and again, and the leaves fall, and in our hearts we know that we, too, are transitory and will soon disappear. When artists create pictures and thinkers search for laws and formulate thoughts, it is in order to salvage something from the great dance of death, to make something last longer than we do.

Why should I go into details, we have nothing that is not perishable except what our hearts and our intellects endows us with.

Naked a man comes into the world and naked he leaves it, after all is said and done he leaves nothing except the good deeds he leaves behind.

Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in dream, They float past our view, We only watch their glad, early start. Freighted with hope, Crimsoned with joy, We scatter the leaves of our opening rose; Their widening scope, Their distant employ, We never shall know. And the stream as it flows Sweeps them away, Each one is gone Ever beyond into infinite ways. We alone stay While years hurry on, The flower fared forth, though its fragrance still stays.

We are only an instant, that's true. But we are eternal.

What you possess in the world will be found at the day of your death to belong to someone else. But what you are will be yours forever.

Matters of the heart are important to me. All this materialism and all the money and wealth are things that you don't take to the grave. One day you have it. The next day you don't.

What, if as said, man is a bubble.

My work is about my life as an event, and I find myself to be very temporal, transient.

I see the state of all of us who live, nothing more than phantoms or a weightless shadow.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

Even if you live forty or fifty years in this world, and then die, you cannot take all your goods with you.

It's always been intriguing to me, the loveability of mortality.

Monuments, like men, submit to fate.

If we one day cease to exist, what will be remarkable is that we were ever here at all.

It's true that the biggest value of life is that it's going to stop. I was thinking when I was in New York the last time that all that we see that has importance is man-made. It isn't nature-made. And when I was looking through the window, looking at New York, I was so moved by humanity's desire for immortality-because that's what it is.

What shadows we are, and what shadows we pursue!

He is dead who called me into being, and when I shall be no more the very remembrance of us both will speedily vanish.

All life is no more than a match struck in the dark and blown out again.

One day I'll be old, dead, forgotten. And at this very moment, while I'm sitting here thinking these things, a man in a dingy hotel room is thinking, "I will always be here."

There must still be room for the falling note, of course. Even in an undying world there are times when beauty passes from sight, or love passes from the heart, and we feel the sorrow of partition.

Today's today. Tomorrow we may be ourselves gone down the drain of Eternity.

Death, thou art infinite; it is life is little.

We look at mountains and call them eternal, and they seem... but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, starts fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.