Cornelia Parker Quotes

Life is made up of marble and mud.

The things we now esteem fixed shall, one by one, detach themselves, like ripe fruit, from our experience, and fall. The wind shall blow them none knows whither.

In the end, the wind takes everything, doesn't it? And why not? Why other? If the sweetness of our lives did not depart, there would be no sweetness at all.

Yet, though it is like this, simply, flowers fall amid our longing and weeds spring up amid our antipathy.

All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past.

The hard thing about death is that nothing ever changes. The hard thing about life is that nothing stays the same.

Time takes all and gives all.

Our lives are a sequence of things. When we're alive, they're continuing, just as my words now are an improvisation. So the idea of 30 years is actually quite nebulous. It's impossible to encapsulate it. All you can do is go: 'what next?'

I've realised darkness and light are inter-dependent, just as death is an enhancer of life.

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.

Everything changes. The more I try to hold on to the moment, the more it slips through my fingers.

song of elli (old age) "What is plucked will grow again, What is slain lives on, What is stolen will remain What is gone is gone... What is sea-born dies on land, Soft is trod upon. What is given burns the hand - What is gone is gone... Here is there, and high is low; All may be undone. What is true, no two men know - What is gone is gone... Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose - What is gone is gone.

All things are subject to decay and change.

As long as you are a part of the physical process of the existence, there is nothing that does not change.

We are swimming on the face of time and all else has drowned, is drowning, or will drown.

Life was never anything but a perpetual see-saw between gravity and jest.

For neither good nor evil can last for ever; and so it follows that as evil has lasted a long time, good must now be close at hand.

The living is not perfect because it is liable to change; the dead is not perfect because it does not live.

Nothing lasts forever but the certainty of change

Every thing that grows / Holds in perfection but a little moment.

The essence of what makes life beautiful is the fact that it can go away.

I could not have known then that everybody, every person, has to leave, has to change like seasons; they have to or they die. The seasons remind me that I must keep changing.

Our lives carry us along in ways we cannot control, and almost nothing stays with us. It dies when we do, and death is something that happens to us every day.

Everything is about to disappear. You've got to hurry up if you still want to see things.