Quotes About Inf

Bits and pieces flung into the universe, sticking in the sky like cotton balls on a jet black velcro surface.

Existence everywhere, to infinity, superfluous, always and everywhere; existence - which is never limited by anything but existence...existence is a repletion which man can never abandon.

There is a kind of overflowing in the world of 'things': there is, at every moment, always infinitely more than we can see; to exhaust the richness of my current perception would take an infinite time.

Time transcends morality

Every second is eternal

Her life was as finite as the earth, but her love reaches beyond the stars.

If Heaven and angels exist in a timeless medium we call Forever (Hey, nobody here but us angels!) ... Then ... ues what? ... There will be no end of me!

The view induces the opposite of vertigo, a lurching feeling inspired not by gravity's pull to earth, but by the infinite reaches of heaven.

He looks up at her, and behind her, at the sky, which holds more stars than he ever has seen at one time, crowded together, a mess of dust and gems.

Life is a totality of time

It is impossible to pause, stop or delay time

Life cannot be in existence without time

Life is the totality of time

Time is the material from which everything is made

'Cosmogramma' is basically the studies that map out the universe and the relations of heaven and hell.

Zoe refers to the aggregate. Bios accommodates the notion of death, that each life has a beginning, middle, and end, that each life contains a story. Zoe, wrote Kerenyi, "does not admit of the experience of its own destruction: it is experienced without end, as infinite life.

My love for you is a journey; Starting at forever, And ending at never.

How long have I been walking? I don't remember any more, I can't count days or months. Is that the moon, the sun? I can't tell. The night star will sometimes light up the infinite fields of snow with an intensity like that of the sun, while the daytime star rises from the fog-shrouded horizon like a pale moon. The ice reflects the light like water does.

If you were the sky, I would unfurl myself in you, as a rainbow of colors yet unseen. I would become oceans of stars in your night.

Always is no Time at all.

Poetry is a subset of a Cosmos, which in itself, is a poem.

O?iju tvojih da nije, Ne bi bilo neba U malom našem stanu

Napolje iz moga zazidanog beskraja Iz zvezdanog kola oko moga srca Iz moga zalogaja sunca Napolje iz smešnog mora moje krvi Iz moje plime iz moje oseke Napolje iz mog ?utanja na suvom Napolje rekao sam napolje

The question of purpose and meaning becomes obsolete when you think beyond human life.