In 1842, Edgar Poe wrote a line which aged like fine wine.

From "The Mystery of Marie Roget". This short story is the second murder mystery written by Edgar Poe and based on a real crime. The main character, a detective who will become the inspiration for Sherlock Holmes & Hercule Poirot, tries to solve a crime by analyzing different newspapers' reports. Here it goes:

To me, this article appears conclusive of little beyond the zeal of its inditer. We should bear in mind that, in general, it is the object of our newspapers rather to create a sensation—to make a point—than to further the cause of truth. The latter end is only pursued when it seems coincident with the former.

Short story available on Gutenberg (here).

Truly a timeless quote. The test of time wasn't even a challenge, it was an enhancer. And it was more than 180 years ago...

I'm curious if you have other "fine wines" to share ;)