Quotes About Eternity

I am Crone, eldest of the Moon's Great Ravens, whose eyes have looked upon a hundred thousand years of human folly. Hence my tattered coat and broken beak as evidence of your indiscriminate destruction. I am but a winged witness of your eternal madness.

When you die, we go back to the white energy of all the white energy: white heat that's flung against the sky and becomes a star.

Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy.

As a Christian, Christ died so that we will have eternal life in Him in Heaven. What it looks like doesn't matter, what it smells like doesn't matter, as long as Christ is there it will be Heaven to me.

A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there - even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds, snatched from eternity.

What makes a book great, a so-called classic, it its quality of always being modern, of its author, though he be long dead, continuing to speak to each new generation.

felt like mysteries were being unveiled and yet it all felt familiar and more like I was being reminded of things I had already known. I had a sense of initiation into dimensions of existence most people never know exist, including the distinct sense that death was illusory, in the sense that it is a door we walk through into another plane of existence, that we're sprung from an eternity to which we will return.

The Cycle of True Love: First I see and think I love, then I say I know I love, today and forever more I decide to love.

Tutto passa. Le sofferenze, i tormenti, il sangue, la fame e la pestilenza. La spada sparirà, e le stelle invece rimarranno, quando anche le ombre dei nostri corpi e delle nostre azioni più non saranno sulla terra. Non esiste uomo che non lo sappia. Perché allora non vogliamo rivolgere il nostro sguardo alle stelle?

Tout bruit passager est marqué d'hallucination, puisqu'il ne laisse pas de traces, et tout son peut retentir dans l'éternité d'un passé composé de l'écoute.

Illam meae si partem animae tulit Maturior vis, quid moror altera? Nec carus aeque, nec superstes Integer. Ille dies ultramque Ducet ruinam. [Wenn meinen besten Teil der Seele die Parzen vor der Zeit abrissen, was zaudert der andere, der mir nicht lieber, nicht überlebender ist! Ein Tag stürzt uns beide ins Grab.]

To lament that we shall not be alive a hundred years hence, is the same folly as to be sorry we were not alive a hundred years ago.

Hayattan sonra ölümdesiniz; ama hayatta iken ölmektesiniz.

Her invisible remains would combine, over time, with all the wonders under the sun. When it snowed she would be part of it, falling softly to earth, rising up again with the snow's evaporation, When it rained, she would be there in the spectral arch that spanned from firth to ground. She would help to wreathe the fields in mists, and yet would always be transparent to the stars. She would live forever.

But to be chemically fixed in time and passed hand to hand forever: that is a nakedness which can never be clothed again.

Lose track of time for a moment –just long enough to be overtaken by a hundred and thirty years.

When you have all eternity, the word hurry is relative. And the guards, being mortal, have less of it, and their version of slugglish doesn't approach your version of fast? Something very like that.

If we are right, big bangs are taking place even as you read this sentence.

hurtling in all directions; he preferred the smooth creation of mass out of nothing. In other words, the universe was timeless. It had no end, nor a beginning. It just was.

there were two types of cosmologies in religion, the first based on a single moment when God created the universe, the second based on the idea that the universe always was and always will be. They

see, heroes never die. John Wayne isn't dead, Elvis isn't dead. Otherwise you don't have a hero. You can't kill a hero. That's why I never let him get older.

Just your existence proves the existence of God.

Todo lo que existe es una manifestación del ser viviente al que llamamos Dios. Todas las cosas son Dios.

En el principio existía el Verbo, y el Verbo estaba con Dios, y el Verbo era Dios».