Quotes About Eternity

God made death so we'd know when to stop.

It is very hard to realize that this present universe has evolved from an unspeakably unfamiliar early condition, and faces a future extinction of endless cold or intolerable heat. The more the universe seems comprehensible, the more it also seems pointless.

Some for the Glories of the World, and some Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come;

I intend to live forever. So far, so good.

If warm air rises, Heaven could be hotter than Hell.

If you are killing time, are you damaging eternity?

If heat rises, heaven must be hotter than hell.

If I lie down on my bed I must be here, But if I lie down in my grave I may be elsewhere.

I am hungry to be interrupted For ever and ever amen

Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky Until the ocean covers every mountain high Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream Always

Eternity is the opposite of a long time.

In het eindeloze van de nacht telt de wekker de gang van de tijd - elke tik een steentje afgenomen van de toekomst, en achterover in de put van 't verleden geworpen.

People who lived in the 1900s and 2000s lived 1000 years

Time stood still, ignored the event.

He wanted to offer reassurance, encouragment, but a maelstorm of images silenced his words. Heavy breathing, but of terror, not desire. Owen's taut body, his hammering heart, his hunger to plunder and invade held back. As well as this, a pitiful ache of longing, of feelings impossible to articulate, a sense of history, of timelessness, a silver reed of connection stretching back into the black diamond-studded night of eternity and magic, the earth, the power, a circle.

Our human allies claim that eloim grow only more lovely as they age; Metatron is a testament to that supposition.

The Gardens seemed like a huge, dark forest that stretched into eternity, peopled by creatures who were strangers to the world outside, a timeless place of enchantment. The pathways were dark tunnels at the end of which anything might greet the unwary traveller.

He was aware only of a serpent biting its own tail; a circle completed.

He experienced a feeling of descent, which became more rapid as time passed, but the fall might also have occurred for an eternity.

Was this death, this unending plunge? Was there nothing more to it than this?

Daniel, pour your light into me. Make me feel, bring the faith. Heal me. Be one with me. Banish my eternal void. Give me your wisdom, as you always have. I will listen with humility. Take from me the burden of salvation. Still for me the endless procession of spinning stars and unfold for me the path of my destiny, but please walk with me along the way.

Your soul is old, Daniel, yet irrespressibly young. Stay by your master, for he needs you.

He felt the sounds of life would not reach this far down, but the sounds of death would.

Stories happen around us all the time. Some are marvellous, some poignant, while others are tragic. Some are long and last for centuries, while others endure only for an hour. Who can tell when a story really ends?