Quotes About Timeless

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

I do not want to limit my celebration of 'love' to just twenty-four hours in a year. I would like to pamper and be pampered all through the year. And so, the concept of Valentine's Day does not interest me at all.

We assert that the subject is crucial and only that subject matter is valid which is tragic and timeless.

My wife is very interested in fashion. I am absolutely not. I couldn't give a toss. Fashion is a perfectly valid thing to be interested in. I'm just not particularly interested in pop culture. I think I am more interested in things that have a settled permanence about them.

I want to see the '70s guys, if they're gonna do something, stay valid in the '90s. Then they belong. If they're trapped in the '70s, then it's nostalgia. You're not getting me in those platform shoes again.

The fact that people still talk and obsess about 'Twin Peaks', more than twenty years after the fact, is a great validation for what we thought we had going at the time.

Old is authentic. Old is genuine. Old is valuable.

The most valuable writers are those in whom we find not themselves, or ourselves, or the fugitive era of their lifetimes, but the common vision of all times.

Books, like proverbs, receive their chief value from the stamp and esteem of ages through which they passed.

I think there's value in experience and observations that link past to present.

Governments and fashions come and go but Jane Eyre is for all time. I would give everything to ensure the novel's survival.

Negligible Senescence…

It began to darken. Not the darkness that was already within the yateveo but an enveloping darkness, even blacker than the night but without depth or time. this was it. And as far as reporting what death was like, I can use only one word: colorless. But oddly, that wasn't quite it. After what could have been anything between a couple of seconds and a century, I saw a dim sliver of light open up in front of me, and I believed, for a moment, that I was about to be reborn.

The almost timeless curvature of the space of ideas obeys neither chronology nor history. So the thoughts of Sade and Fourier are like anticipated repercussions of the theories of Marx and Freud, of which they are a much more radical critique avant la lettre than any that were to follow, exerting their effects only posthumously. To reread the world of ideas against the grain of the ideology of the Enlightenment, the ideology of a chronological order of events.

If this is a sad story, don't tell it to me tonight.''It is not sad,' she said. 'Only some things happen and are there for always even though you forget why or when.

What are you that makes me feel thus? Who are you for whom time has no meaning?

Look up. This is the season of shooting stars. Light, two thousand years old, still dazzling. Let me see your face. Your face lit up by twenty centuries.

I didn't only want Louise's flesh, I wanted her bones, her blood, her tissues, the sinews that bound her together. I would have held her to me though time had stripped away the tones and textures of her skin. I could have held her for a thousand years until the skeleton itself rubbed away to dust. What are you that makes me feel thus? Who are you for whom time has no meaning?

I think writing is a process that starts long before the writers are actually writers and probably goes on long afterward. It's rather like the way the Arabs weave rugs. They don't stop. They just cut them off at a certain spot on the loom. There is no particular beginning or end.

She was an absolutist, and had no time for people who thought cows didn't exist unless you looked at them. Once a thing was created, it was valid for all time. Its value went not up nor down.

got a sense early on that the power of a text is not time-bound. The words go on doing their work.

Endlich werden sie Ihnen sagen, daß die Menschen aller Zeiten einander gleichen, daß sie die nämlichen Tugenden und die nämlichen Laster haben, daß man die Alten nur bewundere, weil sie alt sind. Das ist ebenfalls nicht wahr; denn man that ehedem große Dinge mit kleinen Mitteln und heutiges Tages thut man gerade das Gegentheil.

Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten," Dad said, "you'll still have your stars.

Don't be afraid; I'll keep looking at you for ever and ever, without a flutter of my eyelids, and you'll live in my gaze like a mote in a sunbeam.