No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.

A thousand years ago five minutes were
Equal to forty ounces of fine sand.
Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime and
Infinite aftertime: above your head
They close like giant wings, and you are dead.

Our journey has advanced; / Our feet were almost come / To that odd fork in Being's road,/ Eternity by term.

It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away.

Fool is he, who wants to build a house of security on a bubble of impermanence called, life.

The line between life and death is not thicker than an eyelid.