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The immortal god of harmony.
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
The tall, impossibly tall, incomparably tall, city shoulderingly upwards into hard sunlight leaned a little through the octaves of its parallel edges, leaningly strode upwards into firm, hard, snowy sunlight; the noises of America nearingly throbbed with smokes and hurrying dots which are men and which are women and which are things new and curious and hard and strange and vibrant and immense, lifting with a great ondulous stride firmly into immortal sunlight
Ibelievemanwill not merelyendure, hewill prevail.Heis immortal, not because he, alone among creatures, has an inexhaustible voice but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance.
The right reader of a good poem can tell the moment it strikes him that he has taken an immortal woundthat he will never get over it.
Iamall atonce what Christ is, sincehewaswhat Iam, and This Jack, joke, poor potsherd, patch, matchwood, immortal diamond, Is immortal diamond.
Real are the dreams of Gods, and smoothly pass Their pleasures in a long immortal dream.
Past ruined Ilion Helen lives, Alcestis rises from the shades; Verse calls them forth; 'tis verse that gives Immortal youth to mortal maids.
Hombre, tienes un hijo, un hijo que te hicieron creer podr|a inmortalizarte llevando el germen de ti mismo por siglos de generaciones Tu carne, Hombre, carne deleznable, carne podrida que no puede soportar el peso de tu inmortalidad. No, no hay nada de ti mismo en esa carne. Tu hijo no te hara inmortal!' Man, you have a son, a son who they made you believe would make you immortal by carrying your seed through centuries of generations Your flesh,O man, your despicable and rotten flesh that cannot bear the sight of your immortality. No: there's nothing of yourself in that flesh.Your son won't make you immortal!'
Each human spirit is immortalfor time cannot destroy
Thislittlesteamer, likeall herbraveand battered sisters,is immortal. She'll go sailing proudly down the years in the epic of Dunkirk. And our great-great-grand-children, when they learn how we began this war by snatching glory out of defeat, and then swept on to victory, may also learn how the little holiday steamers made an excursion to hell and came back glorious.
Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage, And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
A traveller from the cradle to the grave Through the dim night of this immortal day.
He died, Who was the Sire of an immortal strain, Blind, old and lonely.
Immortal, invisible,God only wise, In light inaccessible hid from our eyes, Most blesse' d, most glorious, the Ancient of Days, Almighty, victorious,Thy great name we praise.
But reading is not idlenessit is the passive, receptive side of civilization without which the active and creative world would be meaningless. It is the immortal spirit of the dead realised within the bodies of the living. It is sacramental.
Pale, beyond porch and portal, Crowned with calm leaves, she stands Who gathers all things mortal With cold immortal hands.
Some, for renown, on scraps of learning doat, And think they grow immortal as they quote.
Webster's New World Dictionary of Quotations Copyright © 2010 by Chambers Harrap Publishers Ltd. All rights reserved. Published by Wiley, Hoboken, NJ. Used by arrangement with John Wiley & Sons, Inc.
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