Robert Shaw Quotes

Success is extremely ephemeral and very hard to hold onto.

Success, I've come to realise, is fleeting so you shouldn't value it too much.

Honeymoons are great, but they don't last. And I think the same is true with success on the screen - today, I am all over the place; tomorrow, I may be gone - I may have to make room for someone else. So why make a big song and dance about it all?

Results come and go; tournaments come and go.

Just because we have success in the moment, it doesn't mean anything.

Celebrity was a long time in coming; it will go away. Everything goes away.

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.

Ephemeral should be the default.

As for success, I don't care for it. It is a fragile thing.

A golf course is the epitome of all that is purely transitory in the universe; a space not to dwell in, but to get over as quickly as possible.

Success is very ephemeral. You depend entirely on the desire of others, which makes it difficult to relax.

Nothing prospers to the end.

My mind has always kind of operated with this band like it's gonna be over tomorrow.

I think sometimes we get wrapped up in awards... ultimately, it's just a moment in time, and it passes.

Every phenom goes down one day.

I have learnt the hard way that neither success nor failure last forever.

Things go away and projects crumble and disappear, or you make your movie and it comes out and no one watches it.

Everything can be undone, including success.

Everything ultimately fails, for we die, and that is either the penultimate failure or our most enigmatical achievement.

And when midst fallen London, they survey The stone where Alexander's ashes lay, Shall own with humbled pride the lesson must By Time's slow finger written in the dust.

Nothing is so fickle and uncertain as popularity. It is here today and gone tomorrow. It is a sandy foundation, and sure to fail those who build upon it.

For me, the problem of time is linked up with that of death, with the thought that we inevitably draw closer and closer to it, with the horror of decay.

All that is transitory is but a metaphor.

For one brief moment victory was within our grasp!" "And then the game started!

Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.