“ Great literature will insist upon its self-sufficiency in the face of the worthiest causes Harold Bloom
“ That moment when this heart.. stops.. almost as if it never existed.When every.. breathe.. slows down.. almost as if you never ... needed as single breathe of airWhen time stops.. almost as if every s… Hafsa Shah
“ I loved buildings that had grown silently with the centuries, catching the best of each generation while time curbed the artist's pride and the philistine's vulgarity and repaired the clumsiness of th… Evelyn Waugh
“ If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration, but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. Ludwig Wittgenstein
“ So I find words I never thought to speakIn streets I never thought I should revisitWhen I left my body on a distant shore. T.S. Eliot
“ I never even heard her voice."And after a while:"It is a strange grief."Softly:"To die of nostalgia for something you never lived. Alesandro Bariko
“ If New Orleans is not fully in the mainstream of culture, neither is it fully in the mainstream of time. Lacking a well-defined present, it lives somewhere between its past and its future, as if uncer… Tom Robbins
“ That moment when my heart stops, almost as if, it never existed..When every breath, slows down, almost as if, I never needed a single breath of air..When time stops, almost as if, seconds never matter… Hafsa Shah
“ The study of the past helps us to appreciate that the ideas and values of our own age are just as provisional and transient as those of bygone ages. The intelligent and reflective engagement with the… Alister E. McGrath
“ Yes, he could walk forever. He could so easily continue to walk and all thoughts of death would fall away, absorbed by the silent snow.[...]And then he heard it, very faintly at first, but distinct ju… Hubert Selby Jr.
“ This is the greatest consolation in life. In poetically well-built museums, formed from the heart's compulsions, we are consoled not by finding in them old objects that we love, but by losing all sens… Orhan Pamuk
“ The river is now. This moment. This breath between us. The space between your heartbeats. The moment before you blink. The instant a thought flashes through your mind. It is everything that is around… Lisa Mangum
