Quotes About Timeless

If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away.

Love is an old invention but it is one that is always new. Make the most of it.

They adored each other; but still the permanent and the immutable subsist. We may love and laugh, pout, clasp hands, smile, and exchange endearments, but that does not affect eternity. Two lovers hide in the dusk of evening, amid flowers and the twittering of birds, and enchant each other with their hearts shinning in their eyes; but the stars in their course still circle through infinite space.

God can add nothing to the happiness of those who love, except to give them endless duration.

El provenir es mucho más de los corazones que de las mentes. Amar, eso es lo único que puede ocupar y colmar la eternidad. El infinito precisa de lo inagotable.

This ideal was realized in the living person of Sister Simplice: she had never been young, and it seemed as though she would never grow old.

Dumnezeu nu poate d?rui fericirii celor care se iubesc decât o durat? f?r? cap?t. Dup? o via?? de dragoste, o eternitate de dragoste, da, e o întregire. Dar nici lui Dumnezeu nu-i e cu putin?? s? fac? ceva mai mare decât fericirea des?vârÈ™it? pe care o d? sufletului iubirea. Dumnezeu e împlinirea în cer. Dragostea e împlinirea omului.

O amor é uma criança de seis mil anos, que pode usar de compridas barbas brancas. Matusalém ao pé de Cupido é um fedelho. Há sessenta séculos que o homem e a mulher vencem todos os obstáculos, amando-se. O diabo, que é fino, entrou a odiar o homem, porém, o homem, que ainda é mais fino, entrou a amar a mulher. Deste modo tem conseguido fazer mais bem do que o mal que o diabo lhe tem causado!

I love you...It feels like I've loved you forever. I never knew it could be this way...that love could catch you when you fell.

You are of me, Loreda, in a way that can never be broken. Not by words or anger or actions or time. I love you. I will always love you." She tightened her hold on Loreda's shoulders. "You taught me love. You, first in the whole world, and my love for you will outlive me. If you had not come back…

Love doesn't fade or die, baby girl. People tell you it does, but it doesn't. If you love him now, you'll love him in ten years and in forty. Differently, maybe, a faded version, but he's part of you now. And you are part of him.

My Eva. After all these years, I am still his, and he is still mine. "Épouse-moi. Je t'aime. That's what I wrote. I---I love you. Rémy. I always have." "I love you, too, Eva. And if the offer is still open, my answer is yes." And then he closes the final inches between us, and his lips are on mine, and I'm twenty-five again, my whole life ahead of me rather than behind, all the chapters still unwritten.

Movies make you immortal and ageless.

Camels came into town from the desert, with long sad steps, carrying sand in their yellow hair, looking far into the distance, with eyes that had seen eternity.

Eternity is the best policy.

You speak sincerely, but your sorrow has no cause. The wise grieve neither for the living nor for the dead. There has never been a time when you and I … have not existed, nor will there be a time when we will cease to exist.

He looked at her then, and she could see he wasn't afraid. "Nothing really dies as long as it's not forgotten," he said.

He who only writes to suit the taste of the age, considers himself more than his writings. We should always aim at perfection, and then posterity will do us that justice which sometimes our contemporaries refuse us.

Yea, measur'd are thine hours no more by time, Ye radiant envoys, from the heavenly clime! To what new palace will ye hurry me? Now, now I swim in light-diffusing streams, Space grows before me, and the earth, meseems, beneath my feet doth flee.

Sixty feels exactly like 50, with aching feet and more forgetfulness.... But your inside person doesn't age. Your inside person is soul, is heart, in the eternal now, the ageless, the old, the young, all the ages you've ever been.

I've known rivers:I've known rivers ancient as the world and olderthan the flow of human blood in human veins.My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.

The story that I love you, it has no end.

The stars will go out before I forget you, Mark Blackthorn.