"Aeonian" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... space for a brief explanation. The original word is the adjective aionos (aionios) (Eng. aeonian), coming from the noun aion (aion) (Eng. aeon), an age, an epoch, a long period of time. This noun cannot mean eternity for it is repeatedly used by St. Paul in the plural "aeons" and "aeons of aeons." As we speak of great periods of time, "the Ice Age," "the Stone Age," etc., ...
— The Gospel of the Hereafter • J. Paterson-Smyth
... whose course of life has not allowed them much leisure for study, I pause to explain—that the head of Memnon, in the British Museum, that sublime head which wears upon its lips a smile coextensive with all time and all space, an Aeonian smile of gracious love and Pan-like mystery, the most diffusive and pathetically divine that the hand of man has created, is represented, on the authority of ancient traditions, to have uttered at sunrise, or soon after as the sun's ...
— Autobiographic Sketches • Thomas de Quincey
... I then rush to thee like a dart? Or lie long hours aeonian yet betwixt This hunger in me, and the Father's heart?— It shall be good, how ever, and not ill; Of things and thoughts even now thou art my next; Sole neighbour, and no space between, thou art— And yet art drawing nearer, ...
— A Book of Strife in the Form of The Diary of an Old Soul • George MacDonald
... look in the eyes of his dog, happy in that he is short-lived, is one of infinite sadness. All graciousness must henceforth be a sorrow: it has to go with the sunsets. That a thing must cease takes from it the joy of even an aeonian endurance—for its kind is mortal; it belongs to the nature of things that cannot live. The sorrow is not so much that it shall perish as that it could not live—that it is not in its nature a real, that is, an ...
— A Dish Of Orts • George MacDonald
... the stars making music with the dark, the streams filling the night with the sounds the day had quenched, the whispering call of the dreams left behind in 'the fields of sleep,'—in a word, the central life pulsing in aeonian peace through the outer ephemeral storms. At length her voice took up the theme. The silvery thread became song, and through all the opposing, supporting harmonies she led it to the solution of a close in which the only sorrow was ...
— Robert Falconer • George MacDonald
... the imitative lay, Aeonian doxies, sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gray; Let me like midnight cats, or ...
— Specimens with Memoirs of the Less-known British Poets, Complete • George Gilfillan |
