Robin Sharma Quotes

Life is a bubble in a lake, that glitters for an instant, bursts, and leaves not even a blur on the water; it is the leap of a minnow, which sends a tiny ripple trembling for a few inches.

Life is short. If you doubt me, ask a butterfly. Their average life span is a mere five to fourteen days.

We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.

Life has a very simple plot: first you're here and then you're not.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

Time is long but life is short.

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

Reflect often upon the rapidity with which all existing things, or things coming into existence, sweep past us and are carried away.

Life is a winking light in the darkness.

Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.

Each of us lives only now, this brief instant. The rest been lived already, or is impossible to see. The span we live is small - small as the corner of the earth in which we live it.

Constantly contemplate the whole of time and the whole of substance, and consider that all individual things as to substance are a grain of a fig, and as to time the turning of a gimlet .

Life is a frail moth flying Caught in the web of the years that pass.

Continuously thou wilt look at human things as smoke and nothing at all; especially if thou reflectest at the same time, that what has once changed will never exist again in the infinite duration of time. But thou, in what a brief space of time is thy existence? And why art thou not content to pass through this short time in an orderly way?

Some men spend their whole life furnishing for themselves the things proper to life without realizing that at our birth each of us was poured a mortal brew to drink.

Life is short and we have scarcely begun to live when we are called to die.

The greatest surprise in life to me is the brevity of life.

... nothing lasts long. We all come to life and gather allies and build empires and die, all in a single moment - maybe a single pulse of some giant processor somewhere.

Anyway I know only too well that all life is nothing but a brief reprieve from death.

The flesh surrenders itself. Eternity takes back its own. Our bodies stirred these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not...yet, I occurred.

Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.

I think the life we are living now is just a blink in the eye of eternity.

You only live a short time... and you are dead a long time.

Life is so, so short. Bible says it's like a vapor.