Quotes About Eternity

Unable are the Loved to die, for Love is Immortality," the boy said. When he saw the way Jet was looking at him he laughed. "I didn't come up with that, Emily Dickinson

Unable are the Loved to die, for Love is Immortality," the

a quotation that had been her favorite, written by the poet she most admired. Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality. Unbeknownst to Jet, Franny had added another line beneath her sister's name. Beloved by all.

Love someone and they're yours forever, no matter how much time intervenes, that's what Margaret Grey knew. The sky will always be blue; the wind will always rise up across the meadow and thread its way through the grass.

She didn't understand that when you truly love someone and they love you in return, you ruin your lives together. That is not a curse, it's what life is, my girl. We all come to ruin, we turn to dust, but whom we love is the thing that lasts.

Put us in a jar, she thought. Put us in eternity.

She didn't understand that when you truly love someone and they love you in return, you ruin your lives together. That is not a curse, it's what life is, my girl. We all come to ruin, we turn to dust, but whom we love it the thing that lasts.

She heard her mother tell her that when you were loved by someone, you never lost them, no matter what might happen next. Despite the curse, despite the losses you might endure, she knew now that love was the only thing that lasted. It was inside you and with you for all eternity.

What initially drew him to anatomy he felt once again on this leafy path: the sheer abundance of life, the heat of it, the connection of things, the mat of roots under the soil, so like blood and bones, the wild potato vines like arteries, the honeybees' hive, so like a heart. If he could take one thing with him to eternity, it would be the way he felt right now.

We met before we were born and we'll probably still know each other after we die.

Despite the curse, despite the losses you might endure, she knew now that love was the only thing that lasted. It was inside you and with you for all eternity.

Love someone and they're yours forever

Ela ouviu a mãe dizendo que nunca perdemos as pessoas que amamos, não importa o que possa acontecer. Apesar da maldição, apesar das perdas que podemos ter de suportar, ela sabia agora que o amor era a única coisa que durava para sempre. Ele estava dentro de você e ficava com você por toda a eternidade.

Time goes faster than you think.

Kill something, and it's yours forever.

If love could tie you to a place from which you never wished to roam then wouldn't it be sensible to suppose that after death it might also tie the atoms that made you to that very same place?

lifetime is a lifetime whether it lasts one night or a hundred years.

What greater torment for a man whose sin was suicide than to be trapped forever in the body he'd sought to shed?

Some vestige of his race or of his sex made him think, whenever he looked out across the ocean: As it was before me and as it will be long after I'm gone. For the second time today, he touched his thumb to his fingertips. He could make it to the 1980s or 1990s, perhaps even to the next century, when the new baby would be grown, maybe with children of his or her own. But even with the best of luck, it would not be equal to the time he'd already spent.

He said Catholics probably had an advantage, you could hedge your bets right until you were dying.

I would like to tell you that I am, and you will one day be, forever safe.

At Evensong one night, while Holly played at sax and Mrs. Bethel Utemeyer joined in, I saw him: Holiday, racing past a fluffy white Samoyed. He had lived to a ripe old age on earth and slept at my father's feet after my mother left, never wanting to let him out of his sight... I waited for him to sniff me out, anxious to know if here, on the other side, I would still be the little girl he slept beside. I did not have to wait long: he was so happy to see me, he knocked me down.

She had a stare that stretched to infinity.

And I don't believe you dead. How can you be dead if I still feel you? Maybe, like God, you changed into something different that I'll have to speak to in a different way, but you not dead to me Nettie. And never will you be.