Quotes About Eternity

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.

Life is the fire that burns and the sun that gives light. Life is the wind and the rain and the thunder in the sky. Life is matter and is earth, what is and what is not, and what beyond is in Eternity.

Unjust dominion cannot be eternal.

Un somn cosmic care îl ap?ra de moarte, îl situa în afara oric?rei scurgeri de timp... O uitare puternica printr-o retragere a timpului, undeva în golul spa?iului.

Un somn cosmic care îl ap?ra de moarte, îl situa în afara oric?rei scurgeri de timp... O uitare puternica printr-o retragere a timpului, undeva în golul spa?iului... Un neant magic fara limite. O stare de inconstienta intretaiata de treziri comatoas?, nicioadata destul de lungi ca spiritul sa se poat? elibera de somnolenta limburilor.

Abans que nasquem, hi ha un abisme. Després de morts, hi ha un abisme. La mostra vida és només un gra de sorra a l'oceà indiferent de la infinitud. Intentem almenys que aquest instant no s'enfosqueixi de tristor i d'avorriment! Intentem deixar una esgarrapada a l'escorça terrestre." La maleta, Sergei Dovlatov

The past is not important. The present is inconsequential. The future is indeterminate. He

N?ra ir niekada nebus Rojaus, o tik ledin?s pragaro lygumos, kuriose kiekvien? valand? kaupiasi žemiškojo pasaulio turtai. Šalti ir bežadžiai žmogiškojo gyvenimo krantai, kuriuose viešpatauja ne dvasia, o materija.

Life in death and death in life. Could

Freedom is only available through Death!

Thank you, sir, but I am perfectly content being the bride of death.

The more precious His gift, the more anxious God for its return.

Let them burn," she said. "Let them have a taste of eternity." Turning to her cousin, who had averted his eyes, she added, "You see, Mr. Collins . . . God has no mercy. And neither must we.

There is something beyond the grave; death does not end all, and the pale ghost escapes from the vanquished pyre.

Dance is the ritual of immortality

Time is never ticking for its moment's dye in a colorful dance as it moves forward

The sum total of our life is a breath spent in the company of the Beloved.

You have read but a page and you fancy yourself beholding eternity.

Maybe when I'd dead, he thought. Maybe when I'm dead I'll get some goddamned sleep.

Death closes the door to any possibility for redemption. Grace opens up that door.

The possibility of eternal life begins the day we are born, not the day we die.

He would never abandon her, never leave a gaping hole, and even if he died someday, he was preserved like a lab specimen from all the alcohol he imbibed, so he wouldn't look or act much different.

I let my head fall back, and I gazed into the Eternal Blue Sky. It was morning. Some of the sky was yellow, some the softest blue. One small cloud scuttled along. Strange how everything below can be such death and chaos and pain while above the sky is peace, sweet blue gentleness. I heard a shaman say once, the Ancestors want our souls to be like the blue sky.

I should like to freeze in time all those I do love...Rather like flowers pressed between the pages of a book!