Permanence Quotes

I suppose if a man has something once, always something of it remains.

We are at war between consciousness and nature, between the desire for permanence and the fact of flux. It is ourself against ourselves.

The pleasures of the intellect are permanent, the pleasures of the heart are transitory.

All that is not eternal is eternally out of date.

Truth alone will endure, all the rest will be swept away before the tide of time.

Through the din and desultoriness of noon, even in the most Oriental city, is seen the fresh and primitive and savage nature, in which Scythians and Ethiopians and Indians dwell. What is echo, what are light and shade, day and night, ocean and stars, earthquake and eclipse, there? The works of man are everywhere swallowed up in the immensity of nature. The AEgean Sea is but Lake Huron still to the Indian.

My attitude is tattooed that means it's permanent

Everything passes, only truth remains.

The world remains ever the same.

What happens to you here is forever.

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm.

There were times when the fact of impending death seemed as palpable as the bed they lay on, and they would cling together with a sort of despairing sensuality, like a damned soul grasping at his last morsel of pleasure when the clock is within five minutes of striking. But there were also times when they had the illusion not only of safety but of permanence.

Morality is temporary, wisdom is permanent.

Prefer knowledge to wealth, for the one is transitory, the other perpetual.

Jealously is always born with love but it does not die with it.

What is once well done is done forever.

The permanence of all books is fixed by no effort friendly or hostile, but by their own specific gravity, or the intrinsic importance of their contents to the constant mind of man.

The world, which the Greeks called Beauty, has been made such by being gradually divested of every ornament which was not fitted to endure.

While all other things are uncertain, evanescent, and ephemeral, virtue alone is fixed with deep roots; it can neither be overthrown by any violence or moved from its place.

Probably there is an imperceptible touch of something permanent that one feels instinctively to adhere to true humour, whereas wit may be the mere conversational shooting up of "smartness"--a bright feather, to be blown into space the second after it is launched...Wit seems to be counted a very poor relation to Humour....Humour is never artificial.

Being in love is a good thing, but it is not the best thing. There are many things below it, but there are also things above it. You cannot make it the basis of a whole life. It is a noble feeling, but it is still a feeling. Now no feeling can be relied on to last in its full intensity, or even to last at all. Knowledge can last, principles can last, habits can last; but feelings come and go.

All things flow, nothing abides. You cannot step into the same river twice, for the waters are continually flowing on. Nothing is permanent except change.

The more a thing tends to be permanent, the more it tends to be lifeless.

Excellence is the new forever.

Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts only a single summer. Then it withers away—an ephemeral apparition. When we think of the unending growth and decay of life and civilizations, we cannot escape the impression of absolute nullity. Yet I have never lost a sense of something that lives and endures underneath the eternal flux. What we see is the blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains.

If things are real, they're there all the time.

The vanishing, volatile froth of the present which any shadow will alter, any thought blow away, any event annihilate, is every moment converted into the adamantine.

Like a piece of ice on a hot stove the poem must ride on its own melting. . . . Read it a hundred times; it will forever keep its freshness as a metal keeps its fragrance. It can never lose its sense of a meaning that once unfolded by surprise as it went.

The wise skeptic does not teach doubt but how] to look for the permanent in the mutable and fleeting.

The lakes are something which you are unprepared for; they lie up so high, exposed to the light, and the forest is diminished to a fine fringe on their edges, with here and there a blue mountain, like amethyst jewels set around some jewel of the first water, - so anterior, so superior, to all the changes that are to take place on their shores, even now civil and refined, and fair as they can ever be.

The only thing permanent is change.

Settlements may be temporary, but the action of the nations in the interest of peace and justice must be permanent. We can set up permanent processes. We may not be able to set up permanent decisions.

You, of course, are a rose-- But were always a rose.

There is a coherence in things, a stability; something... is immune from change and shines out... in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby.

But shall we wear these glories for a day? Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them?

Nothing lasts longer than a temporary government program.

Nothing is permanent but change.

Earth endures; Stars abide.

A house is built of logs and stone, of tiles and posts and piers; a home is built of loving deeds that stand a thousand years.

In the country, without any interference from the law, the agricultural life favors the permanence of families.

The seen is the changing, the unseen is the unchanging.

only an aching heartConceives a changeless work of art.

Beauty vanishes; virtue is lasting.

The great grindstone, Earth, had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again, and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with red upon it that the sun had never give, and would never take away.

The defects and faults of the mind are like wounds in the body; after all imaginable care has been taken to heal them up, still there will be a scar left behind, and they are in continual danger of breaking the skin and bursting out again.

Truth, which is permanent, eludes the historian of events. Truth transcends history.