Joe Perry Quotes

Between us and heaven or hell there is only life, which is the frailest thing in the world.

That's the nature of this business. Something that took ten years to make can crumble in an instant. It could be snatched away from you at any moment.

It's so easy for all the success in the world to suddenly end, and I'm quite aware of that.

Alas for the affairs of men! When they are fortunate you might compare them to a shadow; and if they are unfortunate, a wet sponge with one dash wipes the picture away.

I know I'm just one man trying to do one thing, and the next day is not promised to any man. I'm very humble.

There will always be something to ruin our lives, it all depends on what or which finds us first. We are always ripe and ready to be taken.

I would argue that nothing gives life more purpose than the realization that every moment of consciousness is a precious and fragile gift.

I don't take things for granted, because everything feels more fragile. It's made me wonder about mortality and how long you've got somebody in the world. I'm more fearful than I used to be.

I realise how precious life is, probably because I've seen how it can be taken away.

I now know that things I always thought I could depend on can crash in an instant. Because of the love that I have been shown, I now know what it means to be 'beloved.' I now know that no breath is to be taken for granted.

I cherish every moment, because success can be taken right away from you.

I feel our relationship to life, to the rest of the world, is very tenuous. It feels fleeting.

If I've learned anything, it's that you can't take anything for granted.

I'm no rose. I have been around a while, and you never know when something is going to be the last thing you do.

Anything that's given to you can be taken away from you at any time.

One should not believe too strongly in a life which can easily vanish.

We may, indeed, say that the hour of death is uncertain, but when we say this we think of that hour as situated in a vague and remote expanse of time; it does not occur to us that it can have any connexion with the day that has already dawned and can mean that death -- or its first assault and partial possession of us, after which it will never leave hold of us again -- may occur this very afternoon, so far from uncertain, this afternoon whose time-table, hour by hour, has been settled in advance.

What we put into every moment is all we have. You can drug yourself to death or you can smoke yourself to death or eat yourself to death, or you can do everything right and be healthy and then get hit by a car. Life is so great, such a neat thing, and yet all during it we have to face death, which can make you nuts and depressed.

I feel as if I'm in on a pass and am damn lucky to have whatever I have. It could all be taken away in a second.

I learnt too late that what is most important to us is always most precious at the moment it occurs, and it is precious in its absolute immediacy and not as some vague confirmation of future directions; since the only certain fact, aside from death, is the flimsiness of everything.

Everything you gather is just one that you can lose.

Altogether, the task of estimating the length of human life is beyond our capacity, for directly we say that it is ages long, we are reminded that it is briefer than the fall of a rose leaf to the ground.

Death and disaster are at our shoulders every second of our lives, trying to get at us. Missing, a lot of the time. A lot of miles on the motorway without a front wheel blow-out. A lot of viruses that slither through our bodies without snagging. A lot of pianos that fall a minute after we've passed. Or a month, it makes no difference. So unless we're going to get down on our knees and give thanks every time disaster misses, it makes no sense to moan when it strikes.

Anything can go away. There's no such thing as safety and security. You can do things that give you the illusion of safety and security, but there's really no such thing.

Nothing is certain, ma petite, not even death." - Jean-Claude