It was impossible to help fleeting visions of another kind—new dignities and an acknowledged value of which she had often felt the absence.
Seated in a famous arm-chair and in his best suit, constantly within sight of good cheer, he had a comfortable consciousness of being on the premises, mingled with fleeting suggestions of Sunday and the bar at the Green Man; and he informed Mary Garth that he should not go out of reach of his brother Peter while that poor fellow was above ground.
But the impression is fleeting, and serves only to give a greater acuteness to the enjoyment of the moment.
I had a fleeting glimpse of a pursuit of the ineffable.
I had a fleeting glimpse of a pursuit of the ineffable.
No; such things didn't make people happy, such fleeting things.
Only just when the sun is setting is there a fleeting moment of real colour.
Tom hinted at things he had to attend to; things that must be done; and time was fleeting.
Then a faint moan came sighing through the branches of the forest and the boys felt a fleeting breath upon their cheeks, and shuddered with the fancy that the Spirit of the Night had gone by.
( ) Art is long, and time is fleeting.
We take an emotion that's fleeting and make it a solid event, instead of something that passes through us.
We take an emotion that's fleeting and make it a solid event, instead of something that passes through us.
It is readily available, but fleeting.
" At that moment Solomon realized that all his wisdom and 4)fabulous wealth and tremendous power were but fleeting things, for one day he would be nothing but dust.
And now, at age forty-seven, when I spend precious moments with my own thirteen-year-old son, when we spend fleeting moments together at a movie, on a basketball court, in church or on the highway, I wonder what he thinks of me.
) Each moment in history is a fleeting time , precious and unique .
And it's more than just a fleeting attraction.
I want the authentic feeling that surpasses dreaming -- a love that is true and never fleeting.
Most people seem to interpret the question the way you'd expect — how do you lift a fleeting and likely unimportant-in-the-grand-scheme conversation up out of dulls-ville so that you'll at least remember or learn something from it?
And yet, at least in the West, the growth model is now as fleeting as Proust's Albertine Simonet: Coming and going, with busts following booms and booms following busts, while an ideal world of steady, inclusive, long-lasting growth fades away.
