Fleeting Joy Quotes

Each bud flowers but once and each flower has but its minute of perfect beauty; so, in the garden of the soul each feeling has, as it were, its flowering instant, its one and only moment of expansive grace and radiant kingship.

FALLING STARS: Do you remember still the falling stars that like swift horses through the heavens raced and suddenly leaped across the hurdles of our wishes -- do you recall? And we did make so many! For there were countless numbers of stars: each time we looked above we were astounded by the swiftness of their daring play, while in our hearts we felt safe and secure watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate, knowing somehow we had survived their fall.

The most solid pleasure in this life is the empty pleasure of illusion.

Take your delight in momentariness, Walk between dark and dark a shining space With the grave 's narrowness, though not its peace.

Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.

The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.

O fleeting joys Of Paradise, dear bought with lasting woes!

Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?

Autumn is as joyful and sweet as an untimely end.

What could equal the bliss? / The thrill of the first kiss / It'll blow right to you / It's never as good as the first time.

Thus also every keen pleasure is an error and an illusion, for no attained wish can give lasting satisfaction.

Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.

But there is nothing enduring in the world, and therefore even joy in the second minute is already not as acute as in the first; in the third minute it becomes still weaker and finally merges unnoticeably with the usual condition of the soul, as a circle on the water, caused by the fall of a pebble, finally merges with the smooth surface.

Would I still feel this way on leaving the party tonight? Or would I find cunning ways to latch on to minor defects so they'd start to bother me and allow me to snuff the dream till it tapered off and lost its luster and, with its luster gone, remind me once again, as ever again, that happiness is the one thing that in our lives others cannot bring.

Yesterday, I was sad, tomorrow i may be sad again, but today i know that i am happy. I want to live on and on, delighting like a pagan in all that is physical; and i know that this one lifetime, however long, cannot satisfy my heart.

My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime?

I was in the Virgin Islands once. I met a girl. We ate lobster, drank piña coladas. At sunset, we made love like sea otters. That was a pretty good day. Why couldn't I get that day over and over and over?

His jest will savour but of shallow wit, When thousands weep, more than did laugh at it.

Pleasures seem solid in their pursuit; but are mere clouds in the enjoyment.

If good things lasted forever, would we appreciate how precious they are?

...nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, ready to blink out at any moment.

We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.

Good times don't last long sometimes.

What though my winged hours of bliss have been, Like angel visits, few and far between.