ephemeral emotions Quotes

'Tis brief, my lord...as woman's love.

When you're eighteen your emotions are violent, but they're not durable.

Love is such a fleeting emotion. It's such a small part of the things you do in your life.

The pleasures of the intellect are permanent, the pleasures of the heart are transitory.

Each present joy or sorrow seems the chief.

Interestingly, anger and lust are also elusive states once they have passed. Trying to recall why you were angry about something when you've calmed down is like trying to remember why you were in love with someone who no longer attracts you: the initial impulse triggering the emotion is impossible to recapture.

Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays: A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!

No emotion, any more than a wave, can long retain its own individual form.