Lord Byron Quotes

Nothing that is can pause or stay; / The moon will wax, the moon will wane, / The mist and cloud will turn to rain, / The rain to mist and cloud again, / Tomorrow be today.

While we flatter ourselves that things remain the same, they are changing under our very eyes from year to year, from day to day.

All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.

O earth, what changes hast thou seen!

Time destroys the speculation of men, but it confirms nature.

Things standing shall fall, but the moving ever shall stay

Everything has a cycle and a season.

It ends all things: birds, trees, flowers, mountain tops, and business; it grinds stones to sand, and as terrible as it is, and it's the most beautiful thing we have in our lives - time.

Everything is only for a day, both that which remembers and that which is remembered. Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the Universe loves nothing so much as to change the things which are and to make new things like them. For everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be.

The passing of armies and the passing of sands in the desert are one.

Some things don't last forever, but some things do.

A family is one of nature's solubles; it dissolves in time like salt in rainwater.

Nothing that is can pause or stay.

Everything flows and nothing abides. Everything gives way and nothing stays fixed.

The first promise exchanged by two beings of flesh was at the foot of a rock that was crumbling into dust; they took as witness for their constancy a sky that is not the same for a single instant; everything changed in them and around them, and they believed their hearts free of vicissitudes. O children! always children!

Soft as the earth is mankind and both need to be altered.

Names come and names go.

Nothing lives long Only the earth and mountains

To-day is always different from yesterday.

How massively the mountains stand, while low to the ground the sand blows. The sand blows on and on. And then there are no mountains, none at all, the sand has kissed and whispered them away. And still, the sand blows on.

The sky never changes: it is the cloud that is changing.

Nothing endures except change; nothing is constant except death. Every heartbeat wounds us, and life would be an eternal bleeding to death, were it not for literature. It grants us what nature does not: a golden time that doesn't rust, a springtime that never wilts, cloudless happiness and eternal youth. [my translation]

Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.