Quotes About Timeless

She has a look," I said, "of not altogether belonging to today.

She had said: "How beautiful the world is, Eben. It was never made for anything but beauty — whether we lived now, or long ago." We had that beauty together. We never lost it.

Spiritual experiences are described as 'selfless,' 'timeless,' 'placeless,' 'thing-less' and 'higher,' ... they are nonverbal and so difficult to talk about — and, if talked about, confuse the listeners and sometimes even put them off.

He began to get the feeling that dear Uncle Carol "was drifting about in an Edwardian summer

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each others worth.

There is really no creation, and no dissolution.

Roma, Roma, città grande, posso farti le domande? Roma, Roma, città amata, ma quand'è che tu sei nata? Roma, Roma, città bella, sei mai stata cittadella? Roma, Roma, città brava, chi a quei tempi ti abitava? Roma, Roma, città altera, sei rimasta sempre intera? Roma, Roma, città tosta, dammi l'ultima risposta: Roma, Roma, città antica, sei mia amica o sei nemica? ? Orma ramo roma amor

Una persona che amiamo resta sempre con noi, – disse. – Per tutta la vita, capisci?

An architecture devoted to its freezing and display could only be its mausoleum.

His heart had pounded with joy at the thought that he might catch her, might playfully hold her in his arms, for just a moment. They were children, I suddenly saw, children at play, only a handful of years older than I was now. They had never grown older, neither one of them, not really. All their lives she had remained that girl to him, that wondrous girl just a few years older than he was, but so worldly wise, so female to all that was so male in his life.

Lend me the stone strength of the past and I will lend youThe wings of the future, for I have them.

The beauty of things was born before eyes and sufficient to itself; the heartbreaking beauty Will remain when there is no heart to break for it.

Moms never get out of the kid business. Last time I checked, motherhood had no expiration date.

Hyacinth bean and papayas, long vines, deep roots. Palm trees outside the garden walls, with deep roots, stand a thousand years.

Jonas, your memories would not be lost with you. Memories are forever.

Te amaré hasta el siguiente día de para siempre. -John & Sierra

Rereading books is like visiting old friends.

Grandma, down in her own cozy room, sat listening to the blithe noises with a smile on her face, for the past seemed to have come back again. It was as if her own boys and girls were once again frolicking in the rooms above her head, as they had done forty years before.

Our songs travel the earth. We sing to one another. Not a single note is ever lost and no song is original. They all come from the same place and go back to a time when only the stones howled.

He had a thousand-year-old stare.

This is what we want," she said, her voice deepening, the emotion so often controlled fully unbridled now. "To be like this always. No past or future, pure enough to live totally in the present.

She appeared to be ageless the type that would continue, unchanging, until she was an old woman when she would suddenly become senile and die

Laurence Binyon. He was Poet Laureate at the end of the Great War. He wrote it." "What did he write?" "They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

The pyramids will perish in the course of the centuries but the ideas which gave them birth will develop onwards. The cathedral of today will take another form. Raphael's pictures will fall into dust but the soul of Raphael and the ideas which his creations represent will be living powers forever. The Art of today will be the Nature of tomorrow and will blossom again in her. Thus does Involution become Evolution.