Quotes About Eternal

What is new in the world? Nothing. What is old in the world? Nothing. Everything has always been and will always be.

Those whom the gods love grow young.

I love you, I love you, my heart is a rose which your love has brought to bloom, my life is a desert fanned by the delicious breeze of your breath, and whose cool spring are your eyes; the imprint of your little feet makes valleys of shade for me, the odour of your hair is like myrrh, and wherever you go you exhale the perfumes of the cassia tree. Love me always, love me always. You have been the supreme, the perfect love of my life; there can be no other...

Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.

She sang of the Love that is perfected by death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.

Sweet, there is nothing left to say But this, that love is never lost

How sad it is! murmured Dorian Gray with his eyes still fixed upon his own portrait. How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June.... If it were only the other way! If it were I who was to be always young, and the picture that was to grow old! For that--for that--I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!

Love is something which dies and when dead it rots and becomes soil for a new love. The the dead love continues its secret life in the living one, and thus in reality there is no death in love.

Kärleken är någonting som dör. Och när den dör går den över i förruttnelse och kan bli jordmån för en ny kärlek. Den döda kärleken lever då sitt hemliga liv i den levande och det finns i själva verket i kärleken ingen död.

El amor es algo que muere. Y cuando muere se pudre, pero puede servir de humus para un nuevo amor. De modo que aquel amor ya muerto continúa viviendo una vida secreta en el nuevo amor, y así nos hallamos con que el amor es inmortal.

Arrayed in a new body another mother may someday give birth so that with stronger limbs and brighter mind the old soul shall take the road to earth again.

Your bad taste is fucking immortal!

beyond the earth and the shadow the brightness of our love will stay alive

Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned, and let our kisses touch there, one by one, till the flower, disembodied, rises again. Let us love that Desire that consumed its own fruit and went down, aspect and power, into the earth: We are its continuing light, its indestructible, fragile seed.

Sabrás que no te amo y que te amo puesto que de dos modos es la vida, la palabra es un ala de silencio, el fuego tiene una mitad de frío. Yo te amo para comenzar a amarte, para recomenzar el infinito y para no dejar de amarte nunca: por eso no te amo todavía. Te amo y no te amo como si tuviera en mis manos las llaves de la dicha y un incierto destino desdichado. Mi amor tiene dos vidas para amarte. Por eso te amo cuando no te amo y por eso te amo cuando te amo.

Juntos tú y yo, amor mío, sellamos el silencio, mientras destruye el mar sus constantes estatuas y derrumba sus torres de arrebato y blancura, porque en la trama de estos tejidos invisibles del agua desbocada, de la incesante arena, sostenemos la única y acosada ternura.

Youth has no age.

To work with God's happiness bubbling in the soul is to carry a portable paradise within you wherever you go.

I am the Cosmic Ocean of sound and the little wave of the body vibration in it.

The Lord wants us to escape this delusive world. He cries for us, for He knows how hard it is for us to gain His deliverance. But you have only to remember that you are His child. Don't pity yourself. You are loved just as much by God as are Krishna and Jesus. You must seek His love, for it encompasses eternal freedom, endless joy, and immortality.

An Experience in Cosmic Consciousness: The divine dispersion of rays poured from an Eternal Source; blazing into galaxies. I saw the creative beams condense into constellations, then resolve into sheets of transparent flame. Irradiating splendor issued from my nucleus to every part of the universal structure.

It is I who have watched over thee, life after life, in the tenderness of many mothers! See in My gaze the two black eyes, the lost beautiful eyes, thou seekest!

Turning a corner, I ran into an old acquaintance—one of those long-winded fellows whose conversational powers ignore time and embrace eternity.

within the soul is a source of infinite