Quotes About Timelessness

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

There is only one way to read, which is to browse in libraries and bookshops, picking up books that attract you, reading only those, dropping them when they bore you, skipping the parts that drag-and never, never reading anything because you feel you ought, or because it is part of a trend or a movement. Remember that the book which bores you when you are twenty or thirty will open doors for you when you are forty or fifty-and vise versa. Don't read a book out of its right time for you.

When you're being truly creative, time stands still, and you enter a dimension that can carry you beyond the ordinariness of everyday life.

Feeling and experiencing infinity within this finite body, living timelessness within the time span of life - this is what you are here for

Contemplation is the loving sense of this life, this presence and this eternity.

Die Athener haben die Unschuld des Herzens und das köstlichste Gut der Griechen, die innere Zeitlosigkeit, verloren. »Ihre einzige Weisheit ist, jeden Zustand zu überholen und fortzuschreiten«, beschimpft Aristophanes sie, Griechenlands Bernard Shaw. Damit ist das ominöse Wort gefallen für das Narkotikum, an das sich seitdem alle ziellos und ruhelos gewordenen Völker klammern: Fortschritt.

Existo desde el principio del mundo y, desde entonces, soy un ironista.

Me fshi gjithçka nga dërrasa e zezë e një dite çfarëdo, me qenë i ri në çdo ag të ri, në një virgjni të re të përhershme t'emocionit: kjo dhe veç kjo ia vlen me qenë a me u pasë, për me qenë a me pasë atë që në mënyrë të papërkryeme jemi.

Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present.

My wife Ciera and I can stand face-to-face in our kitchen and stare into each other's eyes and talk for three hours without noticing that any time has passed. She is the kind of gal I spent a lifetime daydreaming about. She is an actor and a creative companion.

Things started going wrong, as far as Zhaanat was concerned, when places everywhere were named for people—political figures, priests, explorers—and not for the real things that happened in these places—the dreaming, the eating, the death, the appearance of animals. This confusion of the chimookomaanag between the timelessness of the earth and the short span here of mortals was typical of their arrogance.

It was the kind of early-fall day Rachel had always loved, not warm or cold, the sky all deep-blue and cloudless and no breeze, the crops proud and ripe and the leaves so pretty but hardly a one yet fallen--a day so perfect that the earth itself seemed sorry to let it pass, so slowed down its roll into evening and let it linger.

On the contrary, she was aware only of a sort of timelessness, as though it was all part of a plan, a predestined design, conceived the day she was born. What was happening to her had been meant to happen, what was going to go on happening. Without any recognizable beginning, it did not seem possible that it could ever have an end.

As I set out each day, I felt like a young child again. One who hadn't yet learned the rules of manmade time; the rules of clocks and calendars, of weekdays and weekends. Except the primitive markers of day and night, time lay ahead of me in a continuous, undefined mass.

who plunged themselves under meat trucks looking for an egg, who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade, who cut their wrists three times successively unsuccessfully, gave up and were forced to open antique stores where they thought they were growing old and cried...

...death is ultimately a dimension of life through which we journey into timelessness.

You, who have just crossed the Roof of the World, will not want to hear an account of the little hills that I saw — low, colorless hills. But to me they were living and the turf that covered them was a skin, under which their muscles rippled, and I felt that those hills had called with incalculable force to men in the past, and that men had loved them. Now they sleep — perhaps for ever. They commune with humanity in dreams.

FOR EVER AND ALL ETERNITY.

I've always said I've wanted to be around forever. I never wanted to be the latest, greatest thing. I want to be like Willie Nelson - touring when I'm 70. To do that, you can't be the latest, greatest thing because those things fizzle out.

I do not have one theme for each season, I just try to make beautiful clothes all year round.

This confusion of the chimookomaanag between the timelessness of the earth and the short span here of mortals was typical of their arrogance.

Death is not an event of life. Death is not lived through. If by eternity is understood not endless temporal duration but timelessness, then he lives eternally who lives in the present. Our life is endless in the way that our visual field is without limit.

She had acquired some of his gypsy ways, some of his nonchalance, his bohemian indiscipline. She had swung with him into the disorders of strewn clothes, spilled cigarette ashes, slipping into bed all dressed, falling asleep thus, indolence, timelessness...A region of chaos and moonlight. She liked it there.

Both of us had one inviolate self we never gave. It was our dreaming self. Now we have invaded this world in each other. She is too rich to be fully known in a few days. She says I am too rich for her. […] Her idealism is so demanding. It awes me. With her I feel timelessness.