Quotes About Eternity

She was beyond herself; she touched eternity; she was no mere Witch; she was Moonhawk, and a goddess.

and love seemed to rest, on us, in a place where, for that hour, it felt death could not reach, and someone was singing in my hearing, without words, that no one can live without reaching death, but I could have lived without having loved almost without reserve, and for a moment, then, I thought I lived forever with him.

I sang the mothers and fathers out, into the stars and the nothing beyond them, into which we will follow them, at the end of our turn.

Did I ask with the space in the ground, like a portion of breath, where my body will rest, when it is motionless, when its elements move back into the earth?

God-bye, for the rest of this life and for the long nothing.

For people who make up stories for a living, that is the ultimate success: knowing that, when the book closes, when the series ends, the adventure is not over. It goes on without the creator, in the minds of the people who love it. You can't stop the signal. Once it's broadcast, it continues on forever, pulsing past star clusters, lighting up new worlds, collecting new fans, till the end of time itself.

He leaned upon her as if there was no other support anywhere in the world, and she held him as if she would undertake no other task for all eternity.

I would have waited forever for you

Maybe heaven is getting to live forever in one really wonderful moment....I've made a point of collecting happy moments, ones I might like to live in for all time.

And when you died I took you down to the river. And when I died you waited for me by the shore. So it was that time passed between us.

I want to believe that my parents found a way to bypass time that night, to compress and expand their lives together, to live out their whole lives again in their goodbye.

There are wounds that heal in no time, there are wounds that heal with time, there are wounds that remains wounds for eternity.

This was how I learned Eternity all foes gone Just me here now And free to vary

How could the waves do it, through each and every moment, and so naturally, as if it was for the first time, as if it was for the last time, as if it was for the middle time, as if it would go on forever, and as if it would one day end. The sea moved forward and back with all of these possibilities, and all of them were true.

Nothing passes. Everything stays with you. Everything makes it's mark.

Heaven must be a hell of a place. Nothing but repentant sinners up there, isn't it? All the pimps, prostitutes and politicians in creation trying to cash in on eternity and their little tin god.

The moment was utterly timeless: we didn't know that time existed; and it contained, therefore, some foretaste, it may be, of eternity.

Heaven itself [...] would be— must be— a coming home.

Both Heaven and Hell are retroactive, all of one's life will eventually be known to have been one or the other.

She sighed as if she'd realized the worst thing imaginable. "We're going to be together and in love forever, aren't we?

You have no beginning of time. It's always been there.

However time or circumstances may come between mother and her child, their lives are interwoven forever.

We must remember that as the centuries go by, time will pass.

People, since the beginning of time, have always tried to understand the universe through love.