Quotes About Eternity

I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come.

One day Time will die And love will bury it

Most importantly we have learned that from here on it is success for all or none, for it is experimentally proven by physics that "unity is plural and at minimum two" - the complementary but not mirror-imaged proton and neutron. You and I are inherently different and complimentary. Together we average as zero - that is, as eternity.

And long after the history of all the big things that make the front pages are forgotten, what God has done through you and a few people will be history.

Welcome, all wonders in one sight!Eternity shut in a span.

And when life's sweet fable ends, Soul and body part like friends; No quarrels, murmurs, no delay; A kiss, a sigh, and so away.

For one who believes in Christ, death is a gateway into a new life that will never end.

Set aside those things that don't really matter and do something with eternal consequences.

Don't concentrate on what you don't have or have lost. The Lord promised the obedient to share all that He possesses with them. You may temporarily lack here, but in the next life, if you prove yourself worthy by living valiantly, a fulness will be your blessing.

'Tis always morning somewhere in the world.

All things came from Me and all things will return to Me. Split the timber and there I Am. Lift a stone and you will discover Me there.

To all of us the thought of heaven is dear - Why not be sure of it and make it here? No doubt there is a heaven yonder too, But 'tis so far away - and you are near. Men talk of heaven, - there is no heaven but here; Men talk of hell, - there is no hell but here; Men of hereafters talk, and future lives, O love, there is no other life - but here.

What long-dead face makes here the grass so green? On what earth-buried bosom do we lean? Ah! love, when we in turn are grass and flowers, By what kind eyes to come shall we be seen?

Now when I die, I shall only be dead.

Does a man's existence change in any way when he removes his overcoat? Neither does it change when death removes the overcoat of his body. He's still the same person. No wiser. No happier. No better off. Exactly the same. "Death is merely continuation at another level.

For everything in life, there's a counterpart in afterlife. This includes the most beautiful as well as the ugliest of phenomena.

They spoke, at length, about the realms "above" this one. Levels at which the progressing soul becomes at one with God—formless, independent of time and substance though still aware of personal identity.

In this fleeting life, there is nothing stronger than a visual idea or moment stopped in time forever. And nothing does this better than a black-and-white photograph.

Nobody a writer ever loved is dead.

It was always August.

For there is hope of a tree, if it goes down, that it will sprout again, and that its tender branches will not cease. Though the root grows old in the earth, and the stock dies in the ground, at the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs. But man, man wastes away and dies and gives up the ghost, and where is he?

She saw how the mind makes forever, in order to store the things it had already lost.

What do you think has become of the young and old men? And what do you think has become of the women and children? They are alive and well somewhere, The smallest sprout shows there is really no death, And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the end to arrest it, And ceas'd the moment life appear'd. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; it was a block of persisting nows.