Quotes About Transcendence

Values exist in a transcendental realm, beyond space and time. They can neither be fought for, nor destroyed.

What happens is, when I perform, I'm somewhere else. I go back in time and get in touch with who I really am. I forget my troubles, my worries.

Nothing is better than music; when it takes us out of time, it has done more for us than we have the right to hope for.

I have lived so long because in those moments when I am dancing, I am beyond time and space.

The soul is created in a place between Time and Eternity: with its highest powers it touches Eternity, with its lower Time.

You exist in time, but you belong to eternity.

The ultimate Consciousness is always present everywhere. It is beyond space and time, with not before or after. It is undeniable and obvious. So what can be said about it?

Happy is the spirit that attains to the perfect formlessness at the time of prayer.

What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.

Lord, my body has been a good friend But I won't need it when I reach the end Miles from nowhere, Guess I'll take my time Oh yeah, to reach there

In order to experience everyday spirituality, we need to remember that we are spiritual beings spending some time in a human body.

Only when Eternity takes Time by the hand, Only when infinity weds the finite's thought, Can man be free from himself and live with God.

I believe in the power of great art to transcend geographical boundaries, political differences and even the restrictions of time.

And there is a time where you can be beyond yourself. You can be better than your technique. You can be better than most of your usual ideas. And this is a whole other category that you can get into.

Take time to listen to what is said without words, to obey the law too subtle to be written, to worship the unnameable and to embrace the unformed.

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman. There is not even a rope to tow the boat, and no one to pull it. There is no earth, no sky, no time, no thing, no shore, no ford!

The timelessness of a concept has to be woven into the running warp of dying time, vertical power has to be wedded to the horizontal earth.

I'm not afraid of death. That is the greatest mystery of all. That'll be it, that one. But it is all a race against time.

The virtuous shall have the power to revive and live again. All pure and holy spirits live on in heavenly places, and in course of time they are again sent down to inhabit righteous bodies

Secret to time is beyond our reason.

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream.

Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.

This land, although not my native land, Will be remembered forever. And the sea's lightly iced, Unsalty water. The sand on the bottom is whiter than chalk, The air is heady, like wine, And the rosy body of the pines Is naked in the sunset hour. And the sunset itself on such waves of ether That I just can't comprehend Whether it is the end of the day, the end of the world, Or the mystery of mysteries in me again.

A land not mine, still forever memorable, the waters of its ocean chill and fresh. Sand on the bottom whiter than chalk, and the air drunk, like wine, late sun lays bare the rosy limbs of the pinetrees. Sunset in the ethereal waves: I cannot tell if the day is ending, or the world, or if the secret of secrets is inside me again.