Quotes About Inf

Las voces de todas las piedras del mundo resuenan en todas las cataratas y barrancas del mundo, con hilillos de voces de plata, ocasión infinita de amar a las mujeres y a Dios...

Sólo viviendo absurdamente se podría romper alguna vez este absurdo infinito», se repitió Oliveira.

Dadora de infinito, yo no sé tomar, perdoname.

The world, you tell yourself, will never end.

The sky was so thick with stars it was as if he could reach out and brush them with his hand.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand - once passed, I thought, time was all the same, all over.

She was Amy, and she was forever. She was one of Twelve and also the other, the one above and behind, the Zero. She was the Girl from Nowhere, the One Who Walked In, who lived a thousand years; Amy of Multitudes, the Girl with the Souls Inside Her. She was Amy. She was Amy. She was Amy.

The sky above was a vault of blackness-and everywhere, the stars!

It was true, what they said about the stars. The more you looked, the more you saw.

Now it is dark. Stars soar above the vacant city, heaven's diadem. A century since the last person walked here, and still one cannot travel its streets, as I do, without seeing one's face reflected a thousand-fold.

It is the most beautiful star in the history of stars, which is the history of everything.

The world was a world of dreaming souls who could not die.

?raa??a ????? ?o?. Mind has no end.

I saw myself driving through Eternity in a timeless taxi.

As the river enters into the ocean, so my heart touches Thee.

There the whole sky is filled with sound, and there that music is made without fingers and without strings; There the game of pleasure and pain does not cease. Kabir says: "If you merge your life in the Ocean of Life, you will find your life in the Supreme Land of Bliss.

I offer myself to an image: the great being beyond boundaries and beyond beyond

There is a knowledge and a practice of connecting ourselves with cosmic Life. It has nothing to do with belief; it is learned. It is increased by our consciousness of it, by our increasing awareness of the abundance of cosmic energy. Life is infinite, and this infinity can be tapped. The only limitation is one of awareness. (p.13 Soul Work, Reflecting Spirit)

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are the eternity and you are the mirror.

Nothing is more hallowing than the union of kindred spirits in art. At the moment of meeting, the art lover transcends himself. At once he is and is not. He catches a glimpse of Infinity... Freed from the fetters of matter, his spirit moves in the rhythm of things. It is thus that art becomes akin to religion and ennobles mankind. It is this which makes a masterpiece something sacred.

Vacuum is all potent because all containing.

But when we consider how small after all the cup of human enjoyment is, how soon overflowed with tears, how easily drained to the dregs in our quenchless thirst for infinity, we shall not blame ourselves for making so much of the tea-cup.

And when a man becomes nothing, he instantly becomes Everything!