Fade Away Quotes

“When love is roaming in our mind, looping in the deepest fringes of our heart, undreamt spaciousness emerges, repealing the constraints of triviality and letting stifling narrowness fade away. While our mindset is besieged by a revolving burst of emotion, our world is ultimately opening up. (Cape of good hope)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When attention turns into indifference or love fades away into a grey zone of discomfort, only imagination can bring us back to the limelight of life. ("Is that all there is?")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Lust is a value. We can experience, miss, or lose it or sometimes retrieve it after its surreptitious fading away. In any event, if we treasure it and take it for a regular walk through the garden of our imagination, it will let us discover the most imaginary illuminating sceneries of life. ("Steps in the unknown")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Love will commit, or love will commit suicide.”
― Anthony Liccione

“I took him to the river and said “let’s watch something drown,” So he took a stone
and I took my necklace
and we threw it all together,
the way I always think I will get better in July. Things will change and sounds won’t ache
and I gave my heart to uncertainty so many times, and so I took him to the river,
threw the necklace in the river to slowly watch it drown, or burn, or fade away
like I’ve done so many times.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, You're Doing Just Fine

“In your life you will meet shooting stars. You will see them, make your wish and see them disappear.”
― Nahiar Ozar

“I've had orgasms lasting longer than our relationship.”
― Ahmed Mostafa

“Night-time is being brushed aside like so much cobweb. The day is wound up and begins even before the last haunted dreams, the last of the fog, those spectral and evanescent residues, have faded away.”
― Gregory Maguire

“You know how a dream feels the farther you get from it? It loses its color and intensity and logic. Your emotional connection to it fades.”
― Blake Crouch, Dark Matter

“As we grow up our sense of reality begins to change. How we used to perceive things as a child, fades away like a distant dream. And you are introduced to a bizarre idea of the never ending race for survival.

They tell you "survival is key", "survival of the fittest", "you have to survive", " keep surviving", so on and so forth.

But let me ask you a basic question.

Survival from what? My dear, there is no apocalypses you have to overcome its just life and life is beautiful no matter what set colors you hold in your hands.

So, live with all your heart, and dont just survive.”
― Bushra Zainab

“Isn't it beautiful, to fade away?”
― Laraib Zakir, Chaos in Utter Silence

“We always see the horizon the clearest while everything else is fading away.”
― Laura Chouette

“He stroked her back and kept a fierce grip on her like she’d fade away into one of the thousands of ghosts in this cemetery.”
― Katherine McIntyre, Rising for Autumn

“There is no message valid for all times! Each message has a life span, sometimes a hundred years sometimes five thousand years, but ultimately the mission of each message ends! When you give people a message, you should know that even if your message is as bright as a sun, one day, like the sun, it will fade away!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“In my sin, my name began to fade in the sacred book before the Lamb as I dared to lift my eyes in wicked pride looking upon a cross I did see the sights of Jesus paying the price for me bowing my head in most profound humility a voice cried out to me I did this for you and my fading name was seen again for the Lamb was slain so I could see again!”
― John M. Sheehan, What Lies Beneath Us

“Friendliness can fade away, but true friends are forever.”
― Anthony Liccione

“Of course it will fade away just like these memories, they will simply disappear like an autumn leaf in the wind. Blown away by some external pressures, sentenced to die. The eternal cycle of life at its finest. Whether we like it or not but there it is… The sad truth, that everything changes and everything will die and decay one fine day.”
― Ryan Gelpke, Peruvian Days

“I looked at the discoloured foxglove painting on the edge of the table. The outer trumpets were already chipped and faded, the lower bit of the stems rubbed off entirely. Within a few years, it would be gone- leaving no mark that it had ever been there. That I'd ever been there.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses