Life passes. Every element of it. Nothing is truly permanent. All things are transient. We may find love. We will lose it. We may find happiness. We will lose that. All things are eventually lost to time. Perhaps, in a thousand years, human kind will discover something truly marvelous. We will not be there to see it. We will have long since vanished into the unceasing waves of time. All our hopes, our fears, our loves, dreams, and pains will drown in the maelstrom.
~Mad Vulcan