Quotes About Eternity

Looking up at scattered, blinking stars can feel like floating above them and looking down. The universe will seem to hang beneath you in its milky glittering mystery.

th blu nyt th stRs u can't c th hum tht nevr gOs awy

Each minute seemed like hours and hours. But then the years passed by like days.

Death isn't the end, it's the beginning.

If that blue could stay for ever; if that hole could remain for ever." There was nothing to make him last.

Love is truly the great manifesto; the urge to be, to count for something, and, if death must come, to die valiantly, with acclamation—in short, to remain a memory.

I run until time stops. Until my mind stops.

I will always be here, in the offerings and people I left behind.

But does forever have a built-in ending...?

But that isn't why. The why is that none of it matters. Not school, not cheerleading, not boyfriends or friends or parties or creative writing programs or... It's all just time filler until we die.

I've always thought you should be able to freeze time. This way you could hit the Pause button at a really good point in your life so that nothing changes. Think about it. Loved ones don't die. You don't age. You go to bed and wake up the next morning to find everything just as you left it. No surprises.

God resolves all given time

In the light of eternity, is it better to sell out and ride or stand up and walk?

The Sierra Madre was like the sea, he thought. Both of them deathless, monotonously eternal, and so indifferent in their magnitude that either could accept the dust of all the world's dead and not have the decency to show it in posture.

He watched the eternity of the sky. The dark was restful, but the vastness was cold and made you draw something close to you.

He wanted to grow old with her, or not grow old at all.

il n'envisageait que les biens célestes, ne pouvant comprendre qu'on mît en balance une éternité de félicité avec quelques heures d'une joie périssable.

Mezarl?k boÅŸtu,karlar?n üzerinde ayak izlerinden baÅŸka bir ÅŸey kalmam??t?.Ölü Jeanne,Paris'in kar??s?nda sonsuza kadar yaln?z kal?yordu.

Moja mi?o?? do Heathcliffa jest jak wiecznotrwa?a ziemia pod stopami, nie przykuwa oka swoim pi?knem, ale jest niezb?dna do ?ycia.

What kind of living will it be when you - Oh, God! Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?

He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. If all else perished and he remained, I should still continue to be, and if all else remained, and we were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger. He's always, always in my mind; not as a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.

Heathcliff, make the world stop right here. Make everything stop and stand still and never move again. Make the moors never change and you and I never change.

Would you like to live with your soul in the grave?

I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death... . I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break, and I feel an assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter--the Eternity they have entered--where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.