Quotes About Eternity

Un amor como el fuego, arder eternamente en la contemplación del Todo. Pero en seguida se cae en un lenguaje desaforado.»

Nunca pude resistir al deseo de llamarla a mi lado, sentirla caer poco a poco sobre mí, desdoblarse otra vez después de haber estado por un momento tan sola y tan enamorada frente a la eternidad de su cuerpo.

La tragedia de los profesores es que cada curso que pasa tenemos un año más, mientras que nuestros alumnos tienen los mismos siempre.

El tiempo es lo único que permanece y que nos sobrevivirá cuando ya no estemos.

Mira al cielo con la fascinación de quien cree que el tiempo es eterno, como yo lo creí también. Y como lo seguiría creyendo si la edad no empezara ya a asustarme, algo que nunca creí que me ocurriría.

Un factor religioso es necesario como fondo para una verdadera concepción heroica de la vida: es necesario sentir en nosotros mismos la evidencia de que más allá de esta vida terrestre existe una vida más alta, ya que solamente quien siente de este modo posee una fuerza irrompible e indoblegable

Just because she's dead it doesn't mean I stopped loving her or that she stopped loving me. It's just her body that left. The love didn't. —Jenna Richards

Marriages may not be made in heaven, but they should end up there!

The world, you tell yourself, will never end.

There is no receipt for time.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand - once passed, I thought, time was all the same, all over.

To have a child was to receive the gift of true immortality—not time stopped, as it had stopped in Amy, but time continuing and everlasting.

She was Amy, and she was forever. She was one of Twelve and also the other, the one above and behind, the Zero. She was the Girl from Nowhere, the One Who Walked In, who lived a thousand years; Amy of Multitudes, the Girl with the Souls Inside Her. She was Amy. She was Amy. She was Amy.

Nothing lasts forever." "Some things do." "What kind of things?" "The things we like to remember. The love we've felt for people.

And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on. —PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

SIXTY-NINE She was Amy, and she was forever. She was one of Twelve and also the other, the one above and behind, the Zero. She was the Girl from Nowhere, the One Who Walked In, who lived a thousand years; Amy of Multitudes, the Girl with the Souls Inside Her. She was Amy. She was Amy. She was Amy. She

They were like a vision, they had slipped into eternity, a zone beyond time. There and not there, a presence unseen but felt, like stars in the daytime sky.

Demorou uma eternidade e acabou num instante.

the passage of time itself a kind of marvel

The world is not my home, (she sang in her silky voice) for I'm just passing through. The treasures are laid up somewhere, high beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from heaven's open door, and I can't feel at home in this world anymore.

Before she became the Girl from Nowhere-the One Who Walked In, the First and Last and Only, who lived a thousand years-she was just a little girl in Iowa, named Amy. Amy Harper Bellafonte.

Because that's what heaven is...it's opening the door of a house in twilight and everyone you love is there.

The world was a world of dreaming souls who could not die.

George was an atheist, and so am I. But how I long now for an afterlife - a world of light or of deep dazzling darkness, where he and the others we've lost reside, unscathed, forever accessible - to have tea with, to talk nonsense with, to reinvent the world with