Quotes About Eternal

Death cannot kill what never dies.

We are so sorry to hear the sad news. He(She) will be Always in our thoughts, Forever in our prayers Eternally in our memories

A parent or a teacher has only his lifetime; a good book can teach forever.

God is the greatest Teacher of all times.

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.

You are beauty, we are beauty, we are divine, unchanged by time.

This is beauty...and you are beauty, and love is beauty and we are beauty. We are divine, unchanged by time.

A voice that had traversed the centuries, so heavy it broke what it touched, so heavy I feared it would ring in me with eternal resonance, a voice rusty with the sound of curses and the hoarse cries that issue from the delta in the last paroxysm of orgasm.

Night. The stars and the moon impassive, undisturbed, eternal. A little of their impassivity flows into me. They are consoling. They reduce the intensity and acuteness of human sorrow. I feel less strangled, less oppressed. I transfer to the moon and the stars some of the trust in God I once had, and realize that serenity comes from an acceptance of death. Man's life span is short. There is an end to pain.

I underlined this: "The fundamental note which she sounds is that of pain. The pain of isolation. The very keynote of the artist's eternal rack.

A identidade do casal humano não era eterna, mas permutável, para proteger essa troca de espíritos, transmissões de caráter, todas as fecundações de novos eus vindo à luz [...]

While there may have lived an individual teacher who gave the ancient wisdom its peculiarly "Buddhist" coloring, his personality is completely overshadowed, as he must have wished it should be, by the eternal substance with which he identified himself. In other words, "the Buddha is only anthropomorphic, not a man".

Despite the fact that God lives in every soul, that every soul has the capacity to accumulate what is eternal and good, as a mass people can do nothing but destroy. For they have come together not in the name of an ideal, but simply for the sake of a material notion.

Despite the fact that God lives in every soul, that every soul has the capacity to accumulate what is eternal and good, as a mass people can do nothing but destroy. For they have come together not in the name of an ideal, but simply for the sake of a material notion. Mankind has hurried to protect the body (perhaps on the strength of that natural and unconscious gesture which served as the beginning of what is called progress) and has given no thought to protecting the soul.

As truly as God by His power once created, so truly by that same power must God every moment maintain.

Moment by moment I'm kept in His love; Moment by moment I've life from above.

Of God are ye in Christ. It is not as if God placed and planted us in Christ, and left it to us now to maintain the union. No, God is the Eternal One, the God of the everlasting life, who works every moment in a power that does not for one moment cease. What God gives, He continues with a never-ceasing giving. It is He who by the Holy Spirit makes this life in Christ a blessed reality in our consciousness.

The life God gives is not all at once, but moment by moment, through the unceasing operation of His mighty power.

In Your death I would live daily; in Your life I would die daily.

Though in its beginnings, prayer is so simple that the feeblest child can pray, yet at the same time it is the highest and holiest work that man can accomplish. Prayer is fellowship with the unseen and Most Holy One. The powers of the eternal world have been placed at its disposal.

It is the Spirit who gives life; the flesh profits nothing. The words that I speak to you are spirit, and they are life." . . . "Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life." JOHN 6:63, 68 (NKJV)

For the dead live only in us.

The grief of children was unconditional, fueled by the implicit belief that it would last forever; for a child, grief was not grief unless it was eternal.

Some things never change.