Quotes About Eternity

This unsightly condition is only temporary. Don't be sad. Don't fear. I will place you somwhere where the fish and the birds can strip away all this broken flesh. It will soon be gone. Then you will be a handsome skull and handsome bones. I will put you in good order and you can rest in the Sunlight and Starlight.

History is time that won't quit.

When you moved, I felt squeezed with a wild infatuation and protectiveness. We are one. Nothing, not even death, can change that.

You're going to say goodbye, go and get your closure. In a hundred years when you're just a haze on the water.

Thou art imperishable. Thou art changeless reality. Thou art the source of life.

He is within and without: He lives in the live and the lifeless: Subtle beyond mind's grasp; so near to us, so utterly distant: Undivided, He seems to divide into objects and creatures; Send creation forth from Himself, He upholds and withdraws it; Light of all lights, He abides beyond our ignorant darkness; Knowledge, the one thing real we may study or know, the heart's dweller.

The Buddha denied the existence of persisting selves. At the end of life, the self may dissolve into eternity like salt in the ocean. To some, this might seem distressing. But to lose the lonely self in the ocean of eternity could also be a release, an enlightenment, as the mystics promise.

Love is not changed by death," read the quote by British poet Edith Sitwell, "and nothing is lost, and in the end, all is harvest.

And also, such waters never stop as long as there's life in me. There's no end to piss and spit.

I BELIEVE in the Other Side and the eternity of the soul.

Who-ever you've been since time began and wherever your passions lie on the Other Side, where you live your real life, are all a part of who you are right now, whether or not you're consciously aware of your wealth of accumulated knowledge.

When you die, you will be spoken of as those in the sky, like the stars.—Yurok

There is no death, only a change of worlds. –Duwamish

beside a waterfall in the unspeakably beautiful gardens of the Hall of Justice, where God and I, eternally connected, are alone together in the peace that only comes from the most exquisite unconditional love

You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva.

I'd wait forever for you, as long as you're mine.

We'll never be over, Eva.

Goddamn it. You'll never be without me. We're going to grow old together. Die together. I'm not going to live a single day without you.

Marriage suddenly didn't seem like enough to safeguard what she meant to me. Why wasn't there something more binding than a mere piece of paper that gave me the right to call her my wife? Vows were a promise, but what I needed was a guarantee that every day of my life would have her in it. I wanted my heart to beat in rhythm with hers and stop when hers did. Inextricably entwined

Eternity bores me, I never wanted it. From the poem Years, 16 November 1962

With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone it is dead. But you can't start over with each new second. You have to judge by what is dead. It's like quicksand... hopeless from the start.

I love him to hell and back and heaven and back, and have and do and will.

Compared with me, a tree is immortal.

It always has to end, doesn't it? We always have to separate.' 'Yes,' I said. He was insistent, 'But it doesn't always have to be that way. We could be together some day for always.' 'Oh, no,' I told him, wondering if he knew it was all over. 'We keep running till we die. We separate, get further apart, till we are dead.