"Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea sweep
And profit and loss."
from Death by Water
by T.S. Eliot
Common Terns in the far slough. Where have they journeyed and
what have they seen, that they declaim the tale in such shrill voices?
"In others, books make visible changes in readers over the course of their lifetimes, accentuate the temporal contingency of those changes, or stand for a perpetually postponed future."
from THE BOOK IS A TIME MACHINE
Some texts I have read recently or am reading that can be said to support this
in the most literal sense;
"The Chronic Argonauts" by H.G. Wells
Sherlock Holmes and the Vampires of Eternity by Brian Stableford
Journey to the Land of the Fourth Dimension by Gaston de Pawlowski
Lilith by George MacDonald