Quotes About Eternity

Where will you be my darling, the last time it snows on earth?

One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh, but the earth abideth forever.

Our souls are tethered by the love of things that cannot last, Agnes wrote, a note in her pocket. But she had sometimes to think the opposite. Our souls are freed—the only problem was that freedom was an open and a lonely space.

Why do I long to be devoured and to forget in life rather than in death? What is the difference?

Awee, said Mooshum. A happy death. And a noble lover for you, Ignatia, as he satisfied you even from the other side. I wish to die that way, but who will give me the chance?

Neither life, nor angels, nor principalities nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, not height, nor depth, nor any other creature will separate you.

This is eternity, right here, for eternity is nothing other than awareness of time going by.

Chapter 1, verse 4, he said. One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh, but the earth abideth forever.

We are time's containers.

The world leaves us long before we leave it…for good.

Love...is a poodle's chance of attaining the infinite...

Flowing water makes men meditative. They urinate with a sense of eternity like sailors.

Les vivants qu'on égare dans les cryptes du temps dorment si bien avec les morts qu'une même ombre les confond déjà.

Love is the only thing that we can carry with us when we go.

To achieve the essence of real externality, whether of time or space or dimension, one must forget that such things as organic life, good and evil, love and hate, and all such local attributes of a negliglible and temporary race called mankind, have any existance at all.

The Second Coming' by William Butler Yeats

When I get to heaven and it's full of angels, I won't meet anyone better than you.

Souls don't have ages

All that Ruby said was so horribly true, she was leaving everything she cared for. She had laid up her treasures on earth only. She had lived solely for the little things of life, the things that pass, forgetting the great things that go onward into eternity bridging the gulf between the two lives and making of death a mere passing of one dwelling to the other. From twilight to unclouded day. ...it was no wonder her soul clung in blind helplessness to the only things she knew and loved.

E ela era mais rica naqueles sonhos do que na realidade, pois o que os olhos veem é passageiro, mas o que não veem é eterno.

I've read somewhere that 'our dead are never dead until we have forgotten them.' Matthew will never be dead to me, for I can never forget him.

Keep your dream, little Marigold for as long as you can. A dream is an immortal thing. Time cannot kill it or age wither it. You may tire of reality but never of dreams. The dreamer's joy is worth the dreamer's pain.

Seus tesouros estavam todos guardados na Terra, pois vivera apena para os pequenos prazeres mundanos, as coisas efêmeras, e esqueceu-se das grandes coisas que seguem junto da alma até a eternidade e que constroem uma ponte sobre o hiato que há entre as duas vidas, fazendo da morte uma mera passagem entre tempos e lugares, como do anoitecer ao dia pleno

The temporal immortality of the soul of man, that is to say, its eternal survival also after death, is not only in no way guaranteed, but this assumption in the first place will not do for us what we always tried to make it do. Is a riddle solved by the fact that I survive forever? Is this eternal life not as enigmatic as our present one? The solution of the riddle of life in space and time lies outside space and time.