Quotes About Eternity

Mourn me with your efforts, with your hopes. Try simply to be good, to be what I have been among you: spirit. Live, life doesn't stop, the dead will die, the shadows pass; a man takes what he leaves, and one who has lived, lives on." -from "To Don Francisco Giner de los Rios

Will your world die with you, the old life you remade in your way? Have the anvils and crucibles of your soul been working for dust and wind?

What does one day matter! Yesterday stands poised to face tomorrow, tomorrow faces the infinite:" -from "The Iberian God

Hoy es siempre todavía. Incluso después de hoy sigue siendo siempre todavía.

And will that spellbound world die with you" And will that spellbound world die with you where memory holds those breaths, the purest in your life, the white shadow of your first love, the voice that went to your heart, the hand you wanted to hold in dream, and every love that touched your soul, the profound sky? Is your world to die with you, the old life for some new order? The anvils and crucibles of your soul, do they labor only for dust and the wind?

Death is something we shouldn't fear because, while we are, death isn't, and when death is, we aren't.

Hoy es siempre todavía.

What words say does not last. The words last. Because words are always the same, and what they say is never the same.

Out of a hundred years a few minutes were made that stayed with me, not a hundred years.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

My bits of time play with eternity.

Cosa fanno le persone importanti in un cimitero? Dormono, anche loro dormono uguale uguale alle persone che non contarono un cazzo. E tutti nella stessa posizione: orizzontali. L'eternità è orizzontale.

I would rather be a ghost drifting by your side as a condemned soul than enter heaven without you.

One asks him what his ambition is. He replies, "To become immortal and then to die.

T]he Pictures of the Pen shall outlast those of the Pencil, and even Worlds themselves.

To see the earth as we now see it, small and beautiful in that eternal silence where it floats, is to see ourselves as riders on the earth together, brothers on that bright loveliness in the unending night -- brothers who see now they are truly brothers.

And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth's noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night

Love is the master of our lives, And, e'en though happy subjects we, We're governed by his scepter strong Through time and through eternity.

He couldn't help but wonder what people might say at his funeral, or at his father's, should it come to pass. He thought that heaven might be no further afield than the hearts of those people who remember us with love. This was what he would strive for. To be remembered well. In the hearts of others is where we should strive to make our afterlives, he thought.

that heaven might be no further afield than the hearts of those people who remember us with love.

peeping Toms at the keyhole of eternity"—have

we can only achieve true wisdom when our soul is liberated from our bodies by death.

the purpose of death is the release of love.

Why worry about minor little details like clean air, clean water, safe ports and the safety net when Jesus is going to give the world an "Extreme Makeover: Planet Edition" right after he finishes putting Satan in his place once and for all?