Quotes About Eternal

Energy is eternal delight." ? William Blake

all to no end save beauty the eternal –

But love love is unworldly, and nothing comes of it but love—following and falling endlessly from her thoughts

Love doesn't die; the men and women do.

But then, in the eyes all of them look like they had no age and knew everything in the world, anyhow.

The three quarters began. The first note sounded, measured and tranquil, serenely peremptory, emptying the unhurried silence for the next one and that's it if people could only change one another forever that way merge like a flame swirling up for an instant then blown cleanly out along the cool eternal dark instead of lying there trying not to think of the swing until all cedars came to have that vivid dead smell of perfume that Benjy hated so.

Her eyes are like two candles when you watch them gutter down into the sockets of iron candle-sticks. But the eternal and the everlasting salvation and grace is not upon her.

No, she thought, not new; the old, the always, the now and ever was.

Westley y yo estamos unidos por el lazo del amor y eso es algo a lo que no podréis seguirle el rastro ni con mil sabuesos, algo que no podéis romper ni con mil espadas.

Love turns, with little indulgence, to indifference or disgust: hatred alone is immortal.

Sometimes, in my dreams, I see that enormous pit, surrounded, as it is, on all sides by wild trees and bushes. And the noise of the water rises upwards, and blends—in my sleep—with other and lower noises; while, over all, hangs the eternal shroud of spray.

My words are like the stars that never change.

A mile below the lowest cloud, rock breaches water and the sea begins. It has been given many names. Each inlet and bay and stream has been classified as if it were discrete. But it is one thing, where borders are absurd. It fills the space between stones and sand, curling around coastlines and filling trenches between the continents.

New Crobuzon again. Unceasing, unstintingly itself. Warm that spring, gamy: the rivers were stinking. Noisy. Uninterrupted New Crobuzon.

20. He is not born, nor does He ever die; after having been, He again ceases not to be; Unborn, Eternal, Changeless and Ancient, He is not killed when the body is killed.

The ?tman, the pure Consciousness, gets Itself deluded by Its own delusion and by Itself projects out the 'pluralistic world' which is nothing but Itself, It being the all-pervading and eternal.

No, Ashok. Love is not a tap. It flows and flows like blood from a wound, and you can die of it.

Krishna hinted that such a treasure was inside me—Weapons cannot harm it; fire cannot burn it; it is eternal, still and blissful—but the words, slippery as stones that have been left underwater a long time, slid from my fingers even as I tried to examine them. Wisdom that isn't distilled in our own crucible can't help us.

Describing yourself by your earthly nativity is carnality. Being born again, your nativity is of divinity.

That outpouring is still on today.

Yâdâh is not constrained to a particular time in history. Instead, the people of God will yâdâh for all eternity. Forever and ever.

If we want to go deeper in our experience of God's grace this is an ocean of love for us to enjoy. God does not mean for the bride of his Son to only feel loved with general, world-embracing love. He means for her to feel ravished with the specificity of his affection that he set on her before the world existed.

Ce sont les lecteurs qui rendent les personnages éternels.

immutable laws of God Almighty