Quotations About / On:
Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.
(Franz Grillparzer (1791-1872), Austrian author. "Into the Album of Two Adorable Cousins in Villach," Poems (1819).)
It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.
(F. Scott Fitzgerald (1896-1940), U.S. author, and Zelda Fitzgerald (1900-1948), U.S. writer. First published in Esquire (New York, June 1934). "Show Mr. and Mrs. F to Number," The Crack-Up, ed. Edmund Wilson (1945).)
One cannot be forever innovating. I want to create classics.
(Coco Chanel (1883-1971), French couturière. Quoted in Marcel Haedrich, Coco Chanel: Her Life, Her Secrets, ch. 21 (1971).)
How frightening it is to have reached the height of human accomplishment in art that must forever borrow from life's abundance.
(Franz Grillparzer (1791-1872), Austrian author. Sappho, in Sappho, act 1, sc. 3 (1819).)
Dear, sweet, unforgettable childhood! Why does this irrevocable time, forever departed, seem brighter, more festive and richer than it actually was?
(Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860-1904), Russian author, playwright. The bishop's thoughts in The Bishop, Works, vol. 10, p. 188, "Nauka" (1976).)
Generalizations, like brooms, ought not to stand in a corner forever; they ought to sweep as a matter of course.
(John Lukacs (b.1924), Hungarian-born U.S. historian, educator. Confessions of an Original Sinner, ch. 6, Ticknor & Fields (1990).)
The last act is bloody, however pleasant all the rest of the play is: a little earth is thrown at last upon our head, and that is the end forever.
(Blaise Pascal (1623-1662), French scientist, philosopher. repr. Encyclopedia Britannica, Chicago (1952). Pensées, no. 210 (1670), trans. J.M. Dent & Sons, London (1931).)
Come on, you sons of bitches! Do you want to live forever?
(Daniel Daly (1874-1937), U.S. gunnery sergeant, U.S. Marines. Spoken at Belleau Wood, June 4, 1918.)
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
(Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (1900-1944), French aviator, author. The Little Prince, ch. 1 (1943).)
Who that has heard a strain of music feared then lest he should speak extravagantly any more forever?
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Walden (1854), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 2, p. 357, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)