Wilford Woodruff Quotes

You could not step twice into the same rivers; for other waters are ever flowing on to you.

You can not step twice into the same river, for other waters are continually flowing on.

You can never figure out what the future sounds like. As soon as you make it, it's the past.

We can change everything but we can't stop time.

You can't halt time.

The hardest thing for me is the sense of impermanence. All passes; nothing returns.

When something good comes your way, you better feel fortunate, because it doesn't last forever.

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

The river where you set your foot just now is gone-those waters give way to this, now this.

Time is that in which all things pass away.

I came like Water, and like Wind I go.

What came is gone forever every time

Nothing lasts forever

A journey is a gesture inscribed in space, it vanishes even as it's made. You go from one place to another place, and on to somewhere else again, and already behind you there is no trace that you were ever there.

You have to hurry up if you want to see something, everything disappears.

Once, once for all, if you would save your heart from breaking, learn this lesson once for all you must cease, in this world, to believe in the eternity of any creed or form at all. Whatever grows in time is a child of time, and is born and lives, and dies at its appointed day like ourselves.

For all that we have done, as a civilization, as individuals, the universe is not stable, and nor is any single thing within it. Stars consume themselves, the universe itself rushes apart, and we ourselves are composed of matter in constant flux. Colonies of cells in temporary alliance, replicating and decaying and housed within, an incandescent cloud of electrical impulse and precariously stacked carbon code memory. This is reality, this is self knowledge, and the perception of it will, of course, make you dizzy.

All suffering goes just as it came. So it is with the glories and tragedies of the world.

Happiness is seasonal, like anything else

Like a flame is real enough, isn't it, while it's burning?-even if there's a time it goes out?

The world is impermanent. One should constantly remember death.

It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence to be ever in view, and which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. They presented him the words, "And this too, shall pass away." How much it expresses! How chastening in the hour of pride! How consoling in the depths of affliction!

I was sand, I was snow—written on, rewritten, smoothed over.

Everything transitory is but an image.

Nothing lasts forever, not even the best machines. And everything can be reused. - Hephaestus