Quotes About Eternity

All unrest is but the struggle of the soul to reassure herself of her inborn immortality.

everything, every speck of dust, every drop of water continue to exist eternally, albeit in different forms, except for my soul?

Jesus was contemplative and activist, mystic and prophet, Spirit and form, God and human, absolute and relative, Creator and creature, existing for eternity and existing in time.

Jesus always existed. At the same time Jesus was begotten (made human). This is the perplexing and elusive mystic core of Christian faith.

We can only die in the future, I thought; right now we are always alive.

Frankly, I think that after we die, we have this wide understanding of what's real. And we'll probably say, 'Ah, so that's what it was all about.' Fred Rogers

I will love you for as long as we live. And I will love you if this is as close as we ever get.

That's what this place is. It's a promise that there will be more memories. It's a promise that love will live on.

Like the first time I saw you," Crick murmured. "Like proof that God exists.

Even if I leave you, I won't leave you, okay? Even if you carry the casket and have to say goodbye and find someone else to love, I'll still be with you, okay? I meant it. Always. You hear?

The song of their love was like Seth's music. It would forever make the angels cry.

Ellery kept his eyes closed, safe in Jackson's arms, knowing that if Jackson had any say about it, their bodies would be safe and alive for as long as possible. Their hearts would be safe and bound forever.

people die, but real love is forever

Words often outlive the people who create them.

Time is not a solid, linear thing, no matter how much man tries to pretend it is. Time has humored us, much like a parent does a child, bending this way and that, to make us think we have the upper hand, but make no mistake: we do not. There are levels and dimensions of time, unimaginable twists and nooks that our punny brains cannot even begin to understand.

People here had redwood trees in their backyards. You were never far from the infinite.

Eternity can be found in the minuscule, in the place where earthworms, along with billions of unseen soil-dwelling microorganisms, engage in a complex and little-understood dance with the tangle of plant roots that make up their gardens, their cities.

Perhaps it makes sense that a creature that doesn't get ill and has few enemies among its neighbors would also live agelessly and die without explanation or cause--would simply vanish without a trace.

I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.

A good book is never exhausted. It goes on whispering to you from the wall.

I'm filled with desire—to live, to write, to do everything. Desire itself is a kind of immortality.

The average man does not know what to do with his life, yet wants another one which will last forever.

We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we yearn for another that will be eternal.

For the majority of people, though they do not know what to do with this life, long for another that shall have no end.