Quotes About Eternal

When someone we love dies, we never get to see them again but we will always feel them, because they live on in our hearts and our memories in our smiles and our tears and even though we can't touch them, we will never forget how they touched us.

You are in my mind and in my dreams, and forever in my heart.

There's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.

I'll buy you 11 Roses; 10 real and 1 fake. And I'll love you until the last rose dies.

My conscience is killing me, isn't it? And when you're immortal that can be a really long and ignominious death

One of those heavenly days that cannot die.

Death happens to the body with which it is associated, with which it mixes. The delusion that the body is the core, that the body is real, that verily is the death.

Death came, Death went, but Commerce flowed Eternal.

In the end we just realize there's no end. It just goes on forever, in countlessly new forms. That's what's wonderful about the universe there's no escape from living. Death doesn't even end it.

Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night.

For precious friends hid in death's dateless night.

One short sleep past will wake eternally And death shall be no more Death thou shalt die.

Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous possessive love that grabs at what it can.

You and I have a connection that nothing, not on heaven or earth, or even hell, could ever break. If you want to talk to me, talk to me. I'll hear you…

The Angel of Death is the invisible Angel of Life.

Death preserves an ideal.

Mist to mist, drops to drops. For water thou art, and unto water shalt thou return.

If I am to be a skeleton in a box buried deep into the ground, I pray you will be the dust that rests atop my bones.

You will live in me always. Your words, your heart, your soul are all part of me. My heart is full of your memories. Thank you for the gift of your life. I will never forget you.

As long as they talk about you, you're not really dead, as long as they speak your name, you continue. A legend doesn't die, just because the man dies.

The perennial sadness of a girl who is both death and the maiden.

Death is a dark flower, its perfume heady and dangerous as it pulls you into its bosom.

Evil never dies. It just changes faces.

The Wages Of Sin Is Death