Quotes About Eternal

Who is Jesus? The answer to that question is a matter of eternal life and eternal death.

....the sea changes color, but the sea does not change.

Our life is nothing, it is true, but our life is divine. A breath of nature annihilates us, but we surpass nature in penetrating far beyond her vast phantasmagoria to the changeless and the eternal.

We don't have eternal life because we're good, we have it because God is good.

I will come back as a little breeze. You will feel me on your face, and you will know that I am still listening. So you can still talk to me.

It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life.

God is the Creator and the Giver of life, and the life that He gives does not run dry.

Our thoughts are either focused on what's eternal, life-changing, and true, or lost in the details of our temporary, selfish, false beliefs.

This is a great fact: strength is life; weakness is death. Strength is felicity, life eternal, immortal; weakness is constant strain and misery, weakness is death.

I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one comes to the Father except through me.

The only truly dead are those who have been forgotten.

What's critical to understand is that you have access to that same eternal life-giving Spirit that powered Jesus. The words and actions of Jesus were originating from the same source. That same authority from which Jesus spoke and acted is in us.

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I love you like stones fall downwards, like the sun rises.

Los humanos fueron inicialmente creados para tener una relación con su Creador y eso no ha cambiado. Dios

Love is infinite, Becca. Like the universe, the stars, the planets. It goes on and on forever. Every time it's different, but it can never be measured or compared.

I don't know when Tiger Lily stopped growing older; I can't pinpoint that moment. But I do know I never saw her visibly age beyond the days when she was with Peter. I like to think her growing stopped the day they were on the plateau, watching the horses.

You are beautiful inside and outside, through and through, and I love you completely. Desperately. With every inch of my heart and soul, and I always will to my dying day.

But love was like a candle, he had told her once. No matter how many candles you light from the first candle, the flame never goes smaller unless the wick is faulty.

Maybe Luke is right and love is immortal. Maybe it's the ultimate ripple effect. The ultimate butterfly's wing.

What it love, you ask. Dear child, love is like the light and there are two kinds, the bursting fireworks of the moment and the solid, fixed stars that sometimes become obscured in the heavens, but are always there, year after year, for a lifetime. You must experience the first in order to appreciate the second.

I wish I could sit here for eons and watch as these sandstone walls crumble, grain by grain and fall to floor this dry wash, become rearranged by water and wind, compressed to other cliffs, excavated into other canyons, and feel the wind all the same. The rock changes, the channel changes, the wind just carries air from one place to another, more constant than the rock. The rock is ephemeral, the wind, eternal.

Maa, vaikkei kotimaani olekaan / on muistoissani katoamaton / ja merikin niin hellän-jäinen, / sen vesi miltei suolaton

The celebrations Of secret nonmeetings are empty, Unspoken conversations, Unuttered words. Glances that don't intersect Don't know where to come to rest. And only the tears rejoice Because they can flow and flow. Sweetbrier around Moscow, Alas! Somehow it is here ... And all this they will call Love eternal.