Quotes About Inf

Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo. Era la grande dualità dell'unione e della separazione.

Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo. Era la grande dualità dell'unione e della separazione.

Se qualcun altro avesse voluto percepire il senso di infinito del tempo e dell'esistenza, quello che doveva fare era guardare il cielo notturno e sentire i propri cari che ricambiavano lo sguardo. Era la grande dualità dell'unione e della separazione. Tratto da Le Ombre di J.R.Ward

From the stars we came, and to the stars we return.

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind.

The human bones are but vain lines dawdling, the whole universe a blank mold of stars.

Rocks are space, and space is illusion.

Everything is all right forever and forever and forever.

And you have been forever, and will be forever, and all the worrisome smashings of your foot on innocent cupboard doors it was only the Void pretending to be a man pretending not to know the Void.

And for just a moment I had reached the point of ecstasy that I always wanted to reach and which was the complete step across chronological time into timeless shadows, and wonderment in the bleakness of the mortal realm, and the sensation of death kicking at my heels to move on, with a phantom dogging its own heels, and myself hurrying to a plank where all the Angels dove off and flew into infinity.

The innumerable worlds in the Milky Way, words.

There are immeasurable star misty aeons of universes more numerous than the sands in all the galaxies, multiplied by a billion lightyears of multiplication, in fact if I were to go on you'd be scared and couldn't comprehend and you'd despair so much you'd drop dead,' that's what he just about said in one of those sutras----

Nature endlessly in every direction inward to your body and outward into space.

Mad raging sunsets poured in seafoams of cloud through unimaginable crags, with every rose tint of hope beyond, I felt just like it, brilliant and bleak beyond words. Everywhere awful ice fields and snow straws; one blade of grass jiggling in the winds of infinity, anchored to a rock. To the East, it was gray; to the north, awful; to the west, raging mad, hard iron fools wrestling in the groomian gloom; to the south, my father's mist.

Everything is possible. I am God, I am Buddha, I am imperfect Ray Smith, all at the same time, I am empty space, I am all things. I have all the time in the world to do what is to do, to do what is done, to do the timeless doing, infinitely perfect within, why cry, why worry, perfect like mind essence and the minds of banana peels.

I've always been in love with the stars and view the cosmos as the ultimate adventure.

Now, what space ultimately is - I should confess, I think most physicists believe - we don't yet know.

It was easy to imagine the beginning of time here, but also, perhaps, its end.

Our death is our wedding with eternity.

When the raindrop touches the ocean, can it tell a story.

As if you could kill time without injuring eternity.

Do you know at this very moment you are surrounded by eternity? And do you know that you can use that eternity if you so desire?

God exists in eternity. The only point where eternity meets time is in the present. The present is the only time there is.

Nothing is made, nothing disappears. The same changes, at the same places, never stopping.