Quotes About Eternal

Vesna Esta Holicia, until you shine again, into vision, into the real world. Though a child of man knows time, life itself is eternal.

To put it squarely, as I say in my memoir, the eternal triangle has come full circle.

In pandemic time, time had ceased to be linear. It was now always pandemic time. "The middle of a pandemic" kept shifting so that it had no actual chronological meaning. It was always the eternal now, the pandemic was always everywhere around us, with no recourse to objective metrics.

A thing of beauty is a boy forever.

I thought that in prayer everything depended on me and my efforts, on the books passing through my hands, and the beauty of the words which I was able to introduce into my conversations with God. What is worse, I thought the knowledge of God I was acquiring through study and reasoning was the real and only one. I hadn't yet understood that it was only an image, a covering, an introduction to God's true and authentic revelation, which is supernatural and eternal.

So long as we are being remembered, we remain alive.

He used to say that we exist as long as somebody remembers us.

De todas las cosas que escribió Julián, la que siempre he sentido más cercana es que mientras se nos recuerda, seguimos vivos. Como tantas veces me ocurrió con Julián, años antes de encontrarme con él, siento que te conozco y que si puedo confiar en alguien, es en ti. Recuérdame, Daniel, aunque sea en un rincón y a escondidas. No me dejes ir.

I know the world changes, but never in essence.

Once a mother, always a mother, no matter the age or the era." Truer words have never been spoken.

What we long for is perfection—in our works and in who we are. This is only possible through Jesus—Jesus lived the perfect life we can't, paid the penalty for our sins that we can't, and rose from the dead so that one day we will rise if we trust Him for the gift of eternal life. What needs to be done has already been done!

Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus, rumoresque senum severiorum omnes unius aestimemus assis! soles occidere et redire possunt; nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux, nox est perpetua una dormienda. da mi basia mille, deinde centum, dein mille altera, dein secunda centum, deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum; dein, cum milia multa fecerimus, conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus, aut ne quis malus invidere possit cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.

Atque in perpetuum, frater, ave atque vale.

Finding someone you love and who loves you back is a wonderful, wonderful feeling. But finding a true soul mate is an even better feeling. A soul mate is someone who understands you like no other, loves you like no other, will be there for you forever, no matter what. They say that nothing lasts forever, but I am a firm believer in the fact that for some, love lives on even after we're gone.

Love can touch us one time And last for a life time And never let go till We're gone.

Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.

May the best of the past be the worst of the future." Keep everything always off balance. No boundaries. No repetition. The opposite of what the Rebbe wants. The Rebbe seeks fixed boundaries, perfect balance, eternal repetition. Asher Lev caught between the two.

If you laid all our laws end to end, there would be no end.

In order to be an image of God, the spirit must turn to what is eternal, hold it in spirit, keep it in memory, and by loving it, embrace it in the will.

You know, mistress, that I love you, and shall love you always

Love is faith, and faith, like a gathered flower, will live on a long time after nutriment has ceased

The world is as it used to be: "All nations striving strong to make Red war yet redder. Mad as hatters They do no more for Christés sake Than you who are helpless in such matters. "That this is not the judgment-hour For some of them's a blessed thing, For if it were they'd have to scour Hell's floor for so much threatening.... "Ha, ha. It will be warmer when I blow the trumpet (if indeed I ever do; for you are men, And rest eternal sorely need).

So passed away Sorrow the Undesired--that intrusive creature, that bastard gift of shameless Nature who respects not the social law; a waif to whom eternal Time had been a matter of days merely, who knew not that such things as years and centuries ever were; to whom the cottage interior was the universe, the week's weather climate, new-born babyhood human existence, and the instinct to suck human knowledge.

The sun's a mattress fire her God died in.