Ogden Nash Quotes

Pleasures take to themselves wings and fly away; true knowledge remains forever.

everything comes and goes; pleasure moves on too early and trouble leaves too slow

Everything passes. There is great beauty in this, both in the passing of pain and in the passing of pleasure. When things present themselves to you as permanent, don't believe it.

I've been given an amazing opportunity and I could not be more grateful. But I also know that all this will eventually die off. It's not real. It will go away and then you'll go away and then, I don't know, I'll be left sitting in some English hotel room.

The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes - or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two - is gone.

It took me less than half a lifetime to realize that regret is one of the few guaranteed certainties. Sooner or later everything is touched by it, despite our naive and senseless hope that just this time we will be spared its cold hand on our heart.

We go on in our pleasures thinking they're going to last forever.

Love doesn't last.

The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.

The finite play for life is serious; the infinite play of life is joyous.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses.

I remember wishing there was snow in L.A. And how jealous we used to get of those Christmas specials with kids playing in the snow.

The pain passes, but the beauty remains.

If you're a music fan, you think these artists will be here forever, but you should enjoy them while they're here, because you never know what will happen.

The heart does not derive pure pleasure from what is impermanent.

Laughing, if loud, ends with a deep sigh; and all pleasures have a sting in the tail, though they carry beauty in the face.

Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing.

Everything is an illusion; that is the whole thing about it - illusion, immitation, a mirage. It makes me too sad. Its having like a good dream, you know you are going to wake up.

First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.

Nothing lasts-not even pain.

But then it passed, as all things do.

but i am content to live in the moment, and allow myself the daily pleasure of obsessing. nothing lasts forever, i tell myself. especially the good stuff. although typically you aren't faced with a hard deadline

Stardom is like making love in a hammock - a happy experience but one of uncertain duration.

All objective pleasure in the long run must bring pain, because of the fact of change or death.