Quotes About Eternity

i stay awake so i dont dream ,just to wake up and realise my dreams will not come true ,but being awake i am also aware of this! i can only hope for the etearnal void which is death! the only thing which is certain and you can not choose if it happens or not... but is the only definate answer

The Talmud tells a story about a great Rabbi who is dying, he has become a goses , but he cannot die because outside all his students are praying for him to live and this is distracting to his soul. His maidservant climbs to the roof of the hut where the Rabbi is dying and hurls a clay vessel to the ground. The sound diverts the students, who stop praying. In that moment, the Rabbi dies and his soul goes to heaven. The servant, too, the Talmud says, is guaranteed her place in the world to come.

All mankind is of one author and is one volume," John Donne wrote in one of his most beautiful meditations. "When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated.

I want an infinitely blank book and the rest of time.

an infinitely blank book and the rest of time.

Years were passing through the spaces between moments.

Life was a small negative space cut out of the eternal solidity, and for the first time, it felt precious - not like all of the words that had come to mean nothing, but like the last breath of a drowning victim.

In the water I saw my father's face, and that face saw the face of its father, and so on, and so on, reflecting backward to the beginning of time, to the face of God, in whose image we were created.

I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you, or will love you , and also, I love you in a way that no one loves you, or has loved you, or will love you , and also, I love you in a way that I love no one else, and never have loved anyone else, and never will love anyone else.

It feels like a moment I've lived a thousand times before, as if everything is familiar, right up to the moment of my death, that it will happen again an infinite number of times, that we will meet, marry, have our children, succeed in the ways we have, fail in the ways we have, all exactly the same, always unable to change a thing. I am again at the bottom of an unstoppable wheel, and when I feel my eyes close for death, as they have and will a thousand times, I awake.

What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?

I think after you live it's like before you lived.

Their length could not be measured in years, just as an ocean could not explain the distance we have traveled, just as the dead can never be counted.

The horse at the bottom of the river, shrouded by the sunken night sky, closed its heavy eyes. The prehistoric ant in Yankel's ring, which had lain motionless in the honey-colored amber since long before Noah hammered the first plank, hid its head between its many legs, in shame.

We're here, the glow of 1804 will say in one and a half centuries. We're here, and we're alive.

But even if the average life expectancy continued to increase by one year with each passing year, it would take forever for people to live forever, so probably no one would ever see it.

Yet we wanted human feeling, gestures free from suspicion, some sympathetic if stammering articulation, half syllables of mystification, a temporary eternal.

The Upright congregants looked down on the Slouchers, who seemed willing to sacrifice any Jewish law for the sake of what they feebly termed the great and necessary reconciliation of religion with life. The Uprighters called them names and promised them an eternity of agony in the next world for their eagerness to be comfortable in this one.

In de stiltes tussen de ogenblikken sijpelden de jaren weg.

Yes, but the day has been decades.

Isaac was buried in a pocketless shroud, six hundred yards from his wife of two hundred thousand hours.

It's almost as if each instant is our last and first. We are always dying, and always reborn. And that is living.

However, evil is not uncontrolled. Because God reigns over all (Ps. 103:19), nothing happens outside of God's control and plans. Even if we can't grasp it this side of eternity, our sufferings have a place in God's plans. Because even our sufferings fit into God's plans, we don't suffer in vain. Our sufferings have meaning because God uses them for his purposes.

We are stardust, we are golden, We are billion year old carbon, And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.