Quotes About Inf

Nothing lasts forever. Not even the universe. What

There were a couple of occasions in India when I was twenty that felt to me like going out with a thimble in your hand, hoping to catch a drop of rain, and having the ocean land on your head. These experiences convinced me that there is an absolute love that pervades everything.

If you have a steel ball, solid steel, the size of this earth, 25,000 miles in circumference, and every one million years a little sparrow would be released to land on that ball to sharpen his beak and fly away only to come back another million years later and begin again, by the time he would have worn that ball down to the size of a BB, eternity would have just begun.

You will always be my always.

I shouldn't want the song to end. I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist.

Two infinities: the one that stretches to the beginning but never touches-when you halve and halve and halve, infinitely-and then the one that spreads out into the endless, endless future, the endless, endless, distance.The set of infinities that is itself infinite.

Sometimes I wish we could open ourselves up to each other as much as we do to the sky. To the smallness and the enomity.

It feels like we've stepped outside of time. Even though there is no such place.

I love the vagueness of words that involve time.

Infinity is against us, I told him. There's no way for us ever to count it or control it or understand it.

We go for what feels like hours and also feels like no time at all.

Think of a ball of steel as large as the world, and a fly alighting on it once every million years. When the ball of steel is rubbed away by the friction, eternity will not even have begun.

Human consciousness is too vast to fit between the covers of a book, and every experience has too many facets to count.

Far out where the gulf deepens, small waves kick up, gather, then collapse, and new ones replace them; and this, even as he watches, repeats itself, and will do endlessly whether he is here or not to observe it.

No matter how fast our ships can go, space is still very big.

The beautiful thing about a book: once it runs it will never stop.

Death Laughs In The Faces Of Clocks

You Won't Be Thanked For Kicking Down The Doors of Perception And Revealing Infinity To Others.

life is simply a vacation from the infinite

in an infinite universe, anything that could be imagined might somewhere exist.

Life is a peephole, a single tiny entry onto a vastness.

I've never been in those places where I've never been and never will be, I have no share in the infinity of light-years and dark-years, but the darkness is mine, and the light, and my time is my own.

Because homeland is one of the magical fantasy words like unicorn and soul and infinity that have now passed into the language. And the particular magic of homeland, its particular spell over irie, was that it sounded like a beginning. The beginningest of beginnings. Like the first morning of Eden and the day after apocalypse. A blank page. (p.332)

the end is simply the beginning of an even longer story.