Quotes About Eternal

He who makes time precious lives forever.

Then assuredly the world was made, not in time, but simultaneously with time.

Once you are real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always.

Ese insensato amor que le profeso sigue siendo para mí un insondable misterio. No sé por qué le quería hasta ese extremo de querir morir de su muerte. Hacía diez años que nos habíamos separado y cuando eso sucedió raramente pensaba en él, le quería, parece, para siempre y nada nuevo podía alcanzar ese amor. Yo había olvidado la muerte.

Ma poi glielo aveva detto. Le aveva detto che era come prima, che l'amava ancora, che non avrebbe potuto mai smettere d'amarla, che l'avrebbe amata fino alla morte.

Le souvenir n'est qu'un regard posé de temps en temps sur des êtres devenus intérieurs,mais qui ne dépendent pas de la mémoire pour continuer d'exister.

Where does love go when it dies? Into flowers and other beautiful things? Back out into the universe to be recycled?

Wherever love comes from, whatever is its genesis, it isn't like a quantity of gold or diamonds, even water in the earth-a fixed quantity, Fos thought. You can't use up love, deplete it at its source. Love exists beyond fixed limits. Beyond what you can see or count.

Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists. Herein lies the peace of God." What that means is this: Love is real. It's an eternal creation and nothing can destroy it. Anything that isn't love is an illusion. Remember this, and you'll be at

Love is within us. It cannot be destroyed, but can only be hidden.

What that means is this: Love is real. It's an eternal creation and nothing can destroy it. Anything that isn't love is an illusion. Remember this, and you'll be at peace.

The present moment, if you think about it, is the only time there is. No matter what time it is, it is always now.

nunca muere. Morar en lo inmutable, mientras todo a nuestro alrededor cambia constantemente, es nuestra clave para alcanzar la paz interior.

El amor es la única realidad absoluta, que nunca cambia y nunca muere. Morar en lo inmutable, mientras todo a nuestro alrededor cambia constantemente, es nuestra clave para alcanzar la paz interior.

Now thou dost believe — henceforth thou must love! Love alone can pass yon flaming barrier — love alone can gain for thee eternal bliss. In love and for love were all things made — God loveth His creatures, even so let His creatures love Him, and so shall the twain be drawn together.

Light is constant, we just turn over in it.

She has watched every moment of your life, almost, and she loves you as God does, to the marrow of your bones.

There is no justice in love, no proportion in it, and there need not be, because in any specific instance it is only a glimpse or parable of an embracing, incomprehensible reality. It makes no sense at all because it is the eternal breaking in on the temporal. So how could it subordinate itself to cause or consequence? It is worth living long enough to outlast whatever sense of grievance you may acquire.

The truth of the gospel is timeless, and there are still sermons to be preached, sinners to be reached, churches to be planted, afflicted people to be comforted, and comfortable people to be afflicted. Our means is the Spirit's power through the church, our message is the gospel, and our mission is eternal.

How just it would be if for our final reward we were to be made the masters of time, and if those we love could come alive again not just in memory, but in truth.

And Peter Lake knew that these things were nothing in themselves but the means by which to remember those he had loved, and to remind him that the power of the love he had known was repeated a million times a million times over, from one soul to another--all worthy, all holy, none ever lost. He glided through the illusions that flashed bravely on the smoke, and he was touched very deeply by the will of things to live in the light.

HERE AT THE GOLDEN GATE IS THE ETERNAL RAINBOW THAT HE CONCEIVED AND SET TO FORM. A PROMISE INDEED THAT THE RACE OF MAN SHALL ENDURE INTO THE AGES. Like

These bodies are perishable, but the Dweller in these bodies is eternal. —BHAGAVAD-GITA

Nature is the first and last revelation because it is the 'scripture' of the Eternal. The trace of His hand is found in every rippling field of grass or fluttering leaf or silent flower; to read them is to help recover our roots of immortality.