Seanan McGuire Quotes

In life, and in sports, we all know that nothing lasts forever.

For us humans, everything is permanent - until it changes, as we are immortal until we die

There is nothing in the whole world which abides. All things are in a state of ebb and flow, and every shadow passes away. Even time itself, like a river, is constantly gliding away .

And you know, these things don't last forever.' I know, Mandy. Nothing does.' That's the spirit.

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

Now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper.

Life is like a fire. Flames which the passer-by forgets. Ashes which the wind scatters. A man lived.

Nothing is forever in the Theatre. Whatever it is, it's here, it flares up, burns hot and then its gone.

In the nature of things, I must soon lose sight of this sense of constant metamorphosis whose limits bound our human life.

No single thing abides; but all things flow. Fragment to fragment clings - the things thus grow Until we know them and name them. By degrees They melt, and are no more the things we know.

Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, upon a winter's day, how beautiful the shadows are! Alas! It is the nature of their kind to be so. The loveliest things in life... are but shadows; and they come and go, and change and fade away, as rapidly as these.

Even though in the world you are the most learned scholar of the time, Behold the vanishing of this world and this time!

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.

Transience is what is normal. The problem is that we are busily trying to create political structures and cultural expressions that deny that and to deny that is to deny the basic idea of what is human.

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

This greatest mortal consolation, which we derive from the transitoriness of all things-from the right of saying, in every conjuncture, "This, too, will pass away.

Your body is like a dew-drop on the morning grass, your life is as brief as a flash of lightning. Momentary and vain, it is lost in a moment.

There's no such thing as forever.

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.

All things fade and quickly turn to myth.

Nothing is permanent. Not even the end of the world.

A man, when he burns, leaves only a handful of ashes. No woman can hold him. The wind must blow him away.

There is no tragedy, only the unavoidable. Everything has its reason for being: you only need to distinguish what is temporary from what is lasting.

After a while you learn that everything stops.

Dance is like life. It exists as you are flitting through it, and when it's over, it's done.