Quotes About Eternity

Time drags. Time is a monster with a neck bloated with blood.

Fine art is something wonderful that's left long into the future ... eternal beauty.

Say, sis... Time is flowing slowly, but it's flowing.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.

Fourteen billion years of evolution and unfolding of the universe bespeak the intimate sacredness of all that is.

The beauty of holiness is that which the grave, that consumes all other beauty, cannot touch, or do any damage to.

Naked we're born, naked we'll go, See how the vain are soon brought low. God speed the poor boy on his way, Fear not, we'll meet some other day.

There can be many different views of what Heaven is like, because Heaven is whatever makes each person eternally and fully happy.

Nothing is longer than a little while.

What shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?" Ellsworth asked: "Then, in order to be truly wealthy, a man should collect souls?

When someone else offered up the theory that we had all died and entered purgatory, where we were destined to debate Hillary for all eternity, no one laughed. It felt too close to the truth.

A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.

Awareness is everything. Hallie once pointed out to me that people worry a lot more about the eternity *after* their deaths than the eternity that happened before they were born. But it's the same amount of infinity, rolling out in all directions from where we stand.

everything else is in motion while God does not move at all. God sits still, perfectly at rest, the silver dollar at the bottom of the well, the question.

The clock gulps softly, eating second whole while she waits...

While we watched without comprehension, she moved away to where none of us wanted to follow. Ruth May shrank back through the narrow passage between this brief fabric of light and all the rest of what there is for us: the long waiting. Now she will wait the rest of the time. It will be exactly as long as the time that passed before she was born.

Humans are in love with the idea of our persisting,' he said. 'We fetishize it, really. Our retirement funds, our genealogies. Our so-called ideas for the ages.

Alive, nobody matters much in the long run. But dead, some men matter more than others.

There is no stepping in the same river twice. So say the Greek philosophers, and the crocodiles make sure.

At age five I raised my good left hand in Sunday school and used a month's ration of words to point out this problem to Miss Betty Nagy. Getting born within earshot of a preacher, I reasoned, is entirely up to chance. Would Our Lord be such a hit-or-miss kind of Saviour as that? Would he really condemn some children to eternal suffering just for the accident of a heathen birth, and reward others for a privilege they did nothing to earn?

The months and days are the travelers of eternity. —Bash?

some traveler from the undiscovered country. I know as well as I know anything the dead are simply dead.

It was a long time ago." "I don't think something like that can ever be a long time ago. It's not how time works.

The months and days are the travelers of eternity.