Quotes About Infinite

You are infinitely precious because you are loved by God.

opened the door a crack wide enough for the entire world to pass through .

La matematica è l'alfabeto nel quale Dio ha scritto l'universo.

However many blessings we expect from God, His infinite liberality will always exceed all our wishes and our thoughts.

The mind of man has perplexed itself with many hard questions. Is space infinite, and in what sense? Is the material world infinite in extent, and are all places within that extent equally full of matter? Do atoms exist or is matter infinitely divisible?

I believe there are so many other disciplines and themes that we still haven't explored yet. It's infinite what we can apply our creativity to.

If you accept my thesis that the universe and this earth are the most outrageous miracles by an infinite margin, then you will understand that simply for us to exist requires a miracle.

It's a great responsibility before God, the judge who guides us, who draws us to truth and good, and in this sense the church must unmask evil, rendering present the goodness of God, rendering present his truth, the truly infinite for which we are thirsty.

The sea complains upon a thousand shores.

Thou has a thousand eyes and yet not one eye; Thou host a thousand forms and yet not one form.

I love words because you can only live one life, but in a novel, you can live a thousand: you contain multitudes.

It's not just that everyone has a story. It's that everyone has a thousand stories. Everyone is infinite.

To use infinite agency to close a gap is to rob it of its infinite character.

There is in every situation the possibility for the human intelligence to receive some kind of formation by the infinite intelligent act of God.

When creative imagination is used to improve your awareness of your true nature in relationship to the Infinite, the work is done as soon as you actually experience that desired change in Self-awareness and knowledge. When it is used to achieve goals or fulfill purposes, orderly unfoldments of events will spontaneously occur that will make possible the desired outcomes.

Into my heart's night Along a narrow way I groped; and lo! the light, An infinite land of day.

Imagine how different you would be if the history of your world was different,' said the tyger. "There are infinite possible histories of the world, and of yourselves. So you should never stop questioning the world, and everything in it; wondering how it could be different.

I have a right to do whatsoever I like within the limits of possibility, and everything is possible which is not contradictory; consequently the field of liberty is infinite.

To claim a limited end to a limitless process, to reduce the infinite to the finite, to draw borders across the borderless, to make measurements of the unfathomable – this is the beginning of the human impulse to create certainty where none exists. It is the birth of pain, of suffering, of delusion. The

My ability to respond is limitless

The yogic culture personifies a certain concept, infuses drama into it, and turns it into stories. The story mode enables it to speak of dimensions that are beyond the realm of logic. And so it personifies infinite emptiness. It turns Shi-va—"that which is not"—into Shiva, the divine being who is the source of all creation. And so the story begins.

There is but one light of the sun, though it be intercepted by walls and mountains, and other thousand objects. There is but one common substance of the whole world, though it be concluded and restrained into several different bodies, in number infinite. There is but one common soul, though divided into innumerable particular essences and natures. So is there but one common intellectual soul, though it seem to be divided.

You can discard most of the junk that clutters your mind—things that exist only there—and clear out space for yourself: . . . by comprehending the scale of the world . . . by contemplating infinite time . . . by thinking of the speed with which things change—each part of every thing; the narrow space between our birth and death; the infinite time before; the equally unbounded time that follows.

a chasm whose depths we cannot see.