“To Damascus, years are only moments, decades are only flitting trifles of time.
She measures time, not by days and months and years, but by the empires she has seen rise, and prosper and crumble to ruin.
She is a type of immortality.
Damascus has seen all that has ever occurred on Earth and still she lives. She has looked upon the dry bones of a thousand empires, and will see the tombs of a thousand more before she dies.
Though another claims the name, old Damascus is by right the Eternal City.”
Mark Twain, The Innocents Abroad 1869
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