Quotes About Timeless

I existed from all eternity and, behold, I am here; and I shall exist till the end of time, for my being has no end.

Relationships are forever. They are eternal. Not just permanent in this lifetime. Once you establish a relationship, it is an eternal relationship.

he settled down in his favorite armchair and read. Soon he was lost to all else but the rhythm of the words talking to him across the centuries.

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

For death is no more than turning us over from time to eternity.

From the cab stepped a tall old man. Black raincoat and hat and a battered valise. He paid the driver, then turned and stood motionless, staring at the house. The cab pulled away and rounded the corner of Thirty-sixty Street. Kinderman quickly pulled out to follow. As he turned the corner, he noticed that the tall old man hadn't moved but was standing under the streetlight glow, in mist, like a melancholy traveler frozen in time.

He started his engine and turned on the windshield wipers in time to see a tall old man stepping out of the cab. He paid the driver, then turned and stood motionless under a misty streetlamp's glow, staring up at a window of the house like a melancholy traveler frozen in time. As

Was the universe eternal?

A style does not go out of style as long as it adapts itself to its period. When there is an incompatibility between the style and a certain state of mind, it is never the style that triumphs.

Death brings the anonymity of a post office box, allowing me to slip through the coming centuries silent and unobserved.

To me, fair friend, you never can be old For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still.

Perseverance... keeps honor bright: to have done, is to hang quite out of fashion, like a rusty nail in monumental mockery.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes,Bliss in our brows bent.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom staleHer infinite variety; other women cloyThe appetites they feed, but she makes hungryWhere most she satisfies; for vilest thingsBecome themselves in her, that the holy priestsBless her when she is riggish.

It would be argument for a week, laughter for a month, and a good jest forever.

Not marble, nor the gilded monumentsOf princes, shall outlive this powerful rime.

But thy eternal summer shall not fade.

William Shakespeare

To me, fair friend, you never can be old,For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,Such seems your beauty still.

Every part about you blasted with antiquity.

Above, air sighs the pines. It was this way when Rome was clanging, when Troy was being built, when campfires lighted caves. The white butterflies dance by the thousands in the still sunshine. Suddenly, anything could happen to you. Your soul pulls toward the canyon.

Father and son No sound - a spell- on, on out where the wind went, our kite sent back its thrill along the string that sagged but sang and said, "I'm here! I'm here!" - till broke somewhere, gone years ago, but sailed forever clear of earth. I hold-whatever tugs the other end-I hold that string.

In spite of difference of soil and climate, of language and manners, of laws and customs—in spite of things silently gone out of mind, and things violently destroyed, the Poet binds together by passion and knowledge the vast empire of human society, as it is spread over the whole earth, and over all time.

She seemed a thing that could not feel the touch of earthly years.