Rick Riordan Quotes

All things are the same, familiar in enterprise, momentary in endurance, coarse in substance. All things now are as they were in the day of those whom we have buried.

Nothing lasts forever

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.

Everything is temporary. Everything is bound to end.

Everything that has a beginning comes to an end.

All things are only transitory.

'Never' is too much of a word. Nothing lasts forever.

Time destroys everything.

I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth.

Time is not kind to everything.

Nothing cannot exist forever.

Time is the devourer of all things.

The top of a pinnacle now, firewood soon

Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be.

I've become more comfortable as time has gone on with saying goodbye because... I've been having so many conversations about the cyclical nature of life. It just keeps going.

The deeds of men, as footprints in the desert. Nothing under the circling moons is fated to last. Even the sun goes down.

Nothing can last forever. There isn't any memory, no matter how intense, that doesn't fade out at last.

Everything that has form must have a beginning and an end.

Look at everything that exists, and observe that it is already in dissolution and in change, and as it were putrefaction or dispersion, or that everything is so constituted by nature as to die.

Nothing is forever...nothing lasts.

You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose... That selfhood which is our torment, and our treasure, and our humanity, does not endure. It changes; it is gone, a wave on the sea. Would you have the sea grow still and the tides cease, to save one wave, to save yourself?

Whatever is subject to origination is all subject to cessation.

Going to a junkyard is a sobering experience. There you can see the ultimate destination of almost everything we desired.

Nothing gold can stay.

Things may serve long, but not serve ever.