Katherine Mansfield Quotes

But, like all happiness, it did not last long.

Happiness is like a cloud, if you stare at it long enough, it evaporates.

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

How those fires burned that are no longer, how the weather worsened, how the shadow of the seagull vanished without a trace. Was it the end of a season, the end of a life? Was it so long ago it seems it might never have been? What is it in us that lives in the past and longs for the future, or lives in the future and longs for the past? (from "No Words Can Describe It")

I'd found heaven and grabbed it as tightly as I could, but it was unraveling, an insubstantial thread sliding between my fingers, too fine to hold.

Such is the state of life, that none are happy but by the anticipation of change: the change itself is nothing; when we have made it, the next wish is to change again.

On a soap, happiness never lasts for very long!

Sometimes you feel you have the truth of a moment in your hand, then it slips through your fingers and is lost.

Dreams rise like the sun and set like the sun: One minute, it is high and bright; the next minute, you might lose it.

Anything that's given to you can be taken away from you at any time.

We thought we'd last forever. Then, of course, we didn't, and that was shocking.

Nothing is forever in the Theatre. Whatever it is, it's here, it flares up, burns hot and then its gone.

Most things don't stay the way they are very long.

I cried over beautiful things, knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

As beauteous is the world, and many a joy Floats through its wide dominion. But, alas, When we would seize the winged good, it flies.

Nothing is written stone, child. Even if it were, the stones can be shattered

Life changes, people come and go and seasons never last. Karen kingsbury # Leaving

Nothing is so good it lasts eternally. Perfect situations must go wrong. But this has never yet prevented me wanting far too much for far too long.

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

Impermanence is the very essence of joy-the drop of bitterness that enables one to perceive the sweet.

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

She wanted none of those days to end, and it was always with disappointment that she watched the darkness stride forward.

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