Quotes About Eternity

El tiempo es demasiado ancho, no se deja llenar. Todo lo que uno sumerge en él se ablanda y se estira.

But maybe time was invented so that misery might have an end. So that it shouldn't last forever? There may be something in this. And bliss, just the opposite, is eternal? There is no time in bliss. All the clocks were thrown out of heaven.

He didn't ask Where will you spend eternity? as religious the-end-is-near picketers did but rather, With what, in this modern democracy, will you meet the demands of your soul?

The good die young, but I have been spared to build myself up so that I may end my life as good as gold. The senior dead will be proud of me.... I will join the Y.M.C.A. of the immortals. Only, in this very hour, I may be missing eternity.

Who me? I play scales. The scales of dead fish of oil-slicked seas. My sister blows wind through the hollows of fallen trees. And we are the echoes of eternity. Maybe you've heard of us. We do rebirths, revolts, and resurrections.

Even if you did drop into someone's consciousness, you'd have all their memories and desires and hang-ups right there in front of you. And as you say, in an eternity you'd get the chance to know everything once enough time had passed. You'd become unable to judge anyone.' 'You'd end up being completely compassionate,' I said. 'You wouldn't be able to judge someone once you understood them and their motivations. You'd become them, like Rowan said, and so it would be like judging yourself.

GeçmiÅŸte kimse yaÅŸamad?, gelecekte kimse yaÅŸamayacak; her türlü yaÅŸam?n biçimi ÅŸimdidir; hiçbir kötülüÄŸün al?p götüremeyeceÄŸi bir mülktür bu.

Exigir la inmortalidad del individuo es querer perpetuar un error hasta el infinito

When we begin to see that heaven awaits us in the Mass, we begin already to bring our home to heaven. And we begin already to bring heaven home with us.

Only Christ can give us food that satisfies our spiritual hunger and gives everlasting

This promise of resurrection is our hope. It is that on which we stake our life. It is what enables us, as Christians, to face death with courage and joy.

Our identification with Christ is a permanent thing; our communion with Christ is as constant as the state of grace in our souls. You and I are the Church; that is our

So we must continue to ransom the time, to restore all things in Christ.

They knew that their story wasn't over when their life was over—that their bodies, somehow, someway, were destined to be a part of that story, and so it mattered where and how those bodies were buried. When the day came to go to the "city" God had "prepared for them," they wanted to walk into that city together, as a family.

Why has God done the things that he has done in history? One word: Love.

I have tasted the heat of stars, and all of them are sweet.

Does it matter how long they were together that night? To lovers, an hour can last a century. But even for lovers, every hour ends.

This beauty would remain whether he was here to see it or not.

Sleep is a little slice of death.

I often feel that way, I would like to open one of my veins, to bring me eternal freedom.

THALES. Maybe so. Still, I'll defend a life Lived worthily in its brief time on earth. PROTEUS. A life like yours, yes—it persists Well past the bounds of mortal days. Among the crowd of pale and drifting ghosts 8620 I've noticed you these many centuries.

True, the Immortals appointed Fame, and Fate, As the two ambiguous, doubtful companions

PATER SERAPHICUS. Higher rise, still higher, growing Stronger imperceptibly, Near the Divine Presence gaining A more perfect purity! What is it the spirit thrives on, What fills the ethereal space? Endless love whose revelation Blitheness brings, eternal bliss.

And, though God may still forgive, Be damned on earth while you live!