Nothing lasts. Not even a great sorrow.

En resumidas cuentas, ¡tus amigos te honran! Eres a menudo causa de su alegría y a tu corazón le parece como si no pudiera estar sin ellos; pero... ¿si te fueras, si te apartaras de este círculo? ¿Sentirían... cuánto tiempo sentirían el vacío que tu pérdida arranca en su destino? ¿Cuánto tiempo?

I believe in the brief eternity of the rose.

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:

The rare opportunity to exist, no matter how brief, is worth the pain left in the wake of its disappearance.

The only permanent aspect of creation is constant impermanence.

One day, while life is being incredible and interesting, I’m going to die.

My father rules an entire planet.""He's losing it.

We rise to meet each day because there will come a time when the day will rise without us

Sudden revelations vanish just as suddenly.