Quotes About Eternity

God is the tangential point between zero and infinity.

And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-longThat on the stretched forefinger of all TimeSparkle forever.

One God, one law, one element,And one far-off divine event,To which the whole creation moves.

The days will grow to weeks, the weeks to months,The months will add themselves and make the years,The years will roll into the centuries,And mine will ever be a name of scorn.

From the great deep to the great deep he goes.

The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever.

For men may come and men may go,But I go on forever.

How fares it with the happy dead?

Ah Christ, that it were possible For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.

Till last by Philip's farm I flowTo join the brimming river,For men may come and men may go,But I go on for ever.

The foundation of reverence is this perception, that the present holds within itself the complete sum of existence, backwards and forwards, that whole amplitude of time, which is eternity.

The mountain endures. But when after ages it has worn away, it has gone. If a replica arises, it is yet a new mountain. A colour is eternal. It haunts time like a spirit. It comes and it goes. But where it comes, it is the same colour. It neither survives nor does it live.

In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space, eternity, life and death.

No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death.

Ritual is the passage way of the soul into the Infinite.

Mountains overawe and oceans terrify, while the mystery of great forests exercises a spell peculiarly its own.

For one single second I understood clearly that the past and the future exist actually side by side in one immense Present; that it was I who moved to and fro among shifting, protean appearances.

This ancient script was graven in his soul.

Here was the stillness of eternity.

For there is no God found stronger than death; and death is a sleep.

For life is sweet, but after life is death.This is the end of every man's desire.

I am that which began;Out of me the years roll;Out of me God and man;I am equal and whole;God changes, and man, and the form of them bodily; I am the soul.

For till the thunder and trumpet be, Soul may divide from body, but not we One from another

To sleep, to swim, and to dream, for ever.