Quotes About Timeless

Ploua, ploua vesnic.

Ser o no ser. Ser, querido Shakespeare. Siempre ser.

The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.

She was a river or the sea, he could end here.

Maybe it is the art that will outlive us all.

heresies are not like clothing styles or beards, my lord, to go in and out of fashion by the season or the year." Alixana

I will wait for you forever.

I will always be there, I will say to you, the next time. Even after the door. It's neither a gift nor a promise. It's a natural phenomenon. As durable but no more so than a mountain. You can climb on me for millions of years. I am stable, etched by ravines, immobile, torn and flooded by torrential springs.

The present is outside of time.

May your love be modern enough to survive the times, but old fashion enough to last forever.

Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.

Quotations every day of the year.

Ah, there's no friends like the old friends.

When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once...

See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end.

It was the kind of timeless evening in Louisiana when spring and fall and winter and summer come together in a perfect equinox, so exquisite and lovely that the dying of the light seems a violation of a divine ordinance. It was an evening that was wonderful in every way possible.

He was riding back through a doorway in time to a place that had nothing to do with the airplanes, and motorized vehicle and telephones wires, and radios that surrounded him now....... The woods in late autumn had become his private sun dappled cathedral, one that contained presences antithetical to the conventional notion of a church.

I read a poem once that had a line in it about a white radiance that stains eternity.

go with the wind, all of us twirling among young people who wore flowers in their hair, a church bell clanging without stop in a Spanish mission. Roll on forever, Woody.

Remember when you said Mine? and I said Forever. You said Only forver? It's forever, now.

happy all life for ever

Love never dies.

The house continues to call out from parts unseen, aches and hiccups and wheezes, a centuries-old creature drawing long, labored breaths. When

As a girl, I lived in jeans, and my love-affair with them continues. Since I turned 50, jeans have become something of a uniform, whether it's a slouchy boyfriend fit for daytime or a leaner, fitted jean in a darker denim for evening.