Quotes About Timeless

People ask me, when was my best time? I always say, 'Today.'

Photography is motionless and frozen, it has the cryogenic power to preserve objects through time without decay.

The sea drowns out humanity and time. It has no sympathy with either, for it belongs to eternity; and of that it sings its monotonous song forever and ever.

Online, there's no time. It's always Christmas.

Going into the woods alone is the best way to pretend you're in another time. It's a thing you can only do alone. If there's somebody else with you, it's too easy to remember where you really are.

Fleetwood Mac is just one of my all-time favorite bands.

You are before being and not being, awake and dream take place in time. You have no time.

Then assuredly the world was made, not in time, but simultaneously with time.

Once you are real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.

And then, one day, my love, you come out of eternity.

Paradoxically, the freedom of Paris is associated with a persistent belief that nothing ever changes. Paris, they say, is the city that changes least. After an absence of twenty or thirty years, one still recognizes it. ( Tourists in Paris )

La historia está ahí, inevitable ya. La de un amor cegador. Siempre por venir, jamás olvidado.

Tengo quince años y medio, en ese país las estaciones no existen, vivimos en una estación única, cálida, monótona, nos hallamos en la larga zona cálida de la tierra, no hay primavera, no hay renovación

No hay tiempo, lugar ni estado del que Dios esté ausente.

nunca muere. Morar en lo inmutable, mientras todo a nuestro alrededor cambia constantemente, es nuestra clave para alcanzar la paz interior.

One of the most convicting things I have recently come to realize about Jesus is that He was never, not once, in a hurry.

Truthless times need timeless truths.

We ate simply, we were healthy, and we were uninterested in those things that should be called possessions not because they are possessed but because they possess. Those ten years were the happiest of my life save the first ten, the years in which I had neither position nor success, and no one took notice of me. Those were the years of the parent holding the child in his arms, lifting him high in the air, and pulling him close. As I held my own son, when he was a baby, God was right there.

There's something about rushing water that I can watch for hours and feel as if I need to do nothing more. It's alive in a way that's greater than any description of it...

Harry looked at Margaret and thought that, should a woman grow old, she might still have her deepest charm. Should a woman grow old, she would still be a woman, the essence of being so being so inerasable as never to vanish. And if men were to understand this as they, too, grew old, the world would be a happier place.

Rome was not meant to move, but to be beautiful. The wind was supposed to be the fastest thing here, and the trees, bending and swaying, to slow it down. Now

Sauver quelque chose du temps où l'on ne sera plus jamais.

Rusty wore jeans, Fiona a long skirt that swept the ground. Dragging its flounces across the damp grass, she looked like a mediaeval lady from the rubric of an illuminated Book of Hours, a remote princess engaged in some now obsolete pastime.

Book love, my friend, is your pass to the greatest, the purest, and the most perfect pleasure that God has prepared for His creatures. It lasts when all other pleasures fade. It will support you when all other recreations are gone. It will last until your death. It will make your hours pleasant t you as long as you live.