Quotes About Unending

Love never dies.

I don't have a philosophy in a nutshell; I would go on and on too much.

Pain was a boring conversationalist who never stopped, just found new topics.

Eternity is a clock without hands.

My soul wandered, happy, sad, unending.

Forever and ever, world without end.

Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.

da capo ad nauseam?

Sie waren in einen Irrgarten immergrüner Hecken eingetaucht, und hinter jeder Hecke wartete eine Ecke, wartete eine Ecke, wartete eine Ecke, und dann noch eine Hecke. Nichts als Ecken und Hecken. Unnatürlich.

Hate isn't like love, it doesn't end. It goes on forever. You can never get to the bottom of it. And it's so pure, so unconditional!

E a morte, que era para ser uma única boa vez, não: está sendo sem parar.

The Empire Never Ended

It was always a dream house, and like a dream, it has no end.

nor can we know ahead of the fact the unending absence that follows, the void, the very opposite of meaning, the relentless succession of moments during which we will confront the experience of meaningless itself.

Nor can we know ahead of the fact (and here lies the heart of the difference between grief as we imagine it and grief as it is) the unending absence that follows, the void, the very opposite of meaning, the relentless succession of moments during which we will confront the experience of meaninglessness itself.

My love for you is like a circle, it has no end.

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

I am immortal! I know it! I feel it!

Fatherhood is the unending imperfect task of turning yourself into your dad while secretly maintaining the unbridled elation of your boyhood

These days, our senses are bombarded with aggression. We are constantly confronted with global images of unending, escalating war and violence.

Love is a moment of stillness that sometimes a word can shatter to pieces. Or love can be a thing that endures, a rich, deep current flowing unending through the years.

ad infinitum, and

Live forever.

Oh how the world reflected you in its unending streams of atoms, churning atoms out of which significance beamed--significance, but not purpose.