Slipping Away Quotes

Abscond - to move in a mysterious way, commonly with the property of another.

The night that seemed endless hours before is now slipping through your fingers, ticking by as it falls into the past and pushes you towards the future.

There it is: I am gently slipping into the water's depths, towards fear.

...the meaning of my thoughts started to float away from me, like leaves that fall from a tree into a river, I was the tree, the world was the river.

I'm going to disappear again.

It felt as if things were literally slipping through my fingers. Things were just streaming away from me. I lost my sense of humor. I'm still looking for that.

The worst kind of decline is a slow decline—slow enough not to notice that you are in decline.

They say 'He cannot be found'. Something that cannot be 'found' is what I desire.

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.

I felt like the track came to us, but then it went beyond us.

Some people drift through their entire life. They do it one day at a time, one week at a time, one month at a time. It happens so gradually they are unaware of how their lives are slipping away until it's too late.

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

The frustrating part is knowing that you've done it before, knowing that you can play, but then your game starts going down the wrong path and you lose confidence. It's so easy to just start slipping away.

The green prehuman earth is the mystery we were chosen to solve, a guide to the birthplace of our spirit, but it is slipping away. The way back seems harder every year. If there is danger in the human trajectory, it is not so much in the survival of our own species as in the fulfillment of the ultimate irony of organic evolution: that in the instant of achieving self-understanding, through the mind of man, life has doomed its most beautiful creations. And thus humanity closes the door on its past.

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.

Truth had run through my fingers. Every drop had escaped.

It may seem that every time someone offers you a hand up, they just let go and you slip further down.

I was slipping, man, and it was definetly time to get a grip.

People are bewitched into believing that time slips away, and this belief is the basis of time actually slipping away.

Oh, America is slipping away from the rest of the consciousness of the planet - slipping away.

William Saroyan wrote a great play on this theme, that purity of heart is the one success worth having. "In the time of your life--live!" That time is short and it doesn't return again. It is slipping away while I write this and while you read it, and the monosyllable of the clock is Loss, loss, loss, unless you devote your heart to its opposition.