Quotes About Eternity

My last sunrise. That morning, I was not yet a vampire. And I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely; yet I do not think I remember any other sunrise before it.

It's 4:30 in the morning, it's always 4:30 in the morning.

No one awakens in the morning thinking they will die that day. Not a saint or a sinner. Not even a condemned killer. We all know were mortal, and yet we all believe we'll live forever.

Say not 'Good-night' but in some brighter clime, bid me 'Good-morning.'

Twilight is like death; the dark portal of night comes upon us, to open again in the glorious morning of immortality.

This entire most beautiful order of good things is going to pass away after its measure has been exhausted; for both morning and evening were made in them.

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee.

It's morning again, little hope, and the world's drying of with fresh-laundered sunshine. Life's face is never the same though we may look at it for all eternity.

But he has gone, A nation's memory and veneration, Among the radiant, ever venturing on, Somewhere, with morning, as such spirits will.

To think that one morning we will open our eyes and see Jesus for who He really is living a good morning for all of eternity

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

If there is a heaven, Jane Austen is sitting in a small room with Mother Teresa and Princess Diana, listening to Duran Duran, forever. If there's a hell, she's standing.

What son would not bring his mother back to life and would not bring her into paradise after her death if he could?

The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.

The night kissed the fading day With a whisper: "I am death, your mother, From me you will get new birth."

Man and woman as coexistent and eternal with God forever reflect, in glorified quality, the infinite Father-Mother God.

Death is the mother of forms.

One lamp — thy mother's love — amid the stars Shall lift its pure flame changeless, and before The throne of God, burn through eternity - Holy — as it was lit and lent thee here.

A spirit is, like, your mother, my dad, who've made it. They can come around, but they come around in a loving way because they've already made it to God. Most people make it.

Did my infancy succeed another age of mine that dies before it? Was it that which I spent within my mother's womb?... And what before that life again, O God of my joy, was I anywhere or in any body?

I thought how tenuous the links were between mother and children between friends family things you think are eternal. Everything could be lost more easily than anyone could imagine.

A mother is beyond any notion of a beginning. That's what makes her a mother.

He had written my mother once that he wanted her to be the first thing he saw every morning and the last thing he ever saw. And that's how it turned out.

Whatever time mother goes to heaven, it is always too soon. Fortunately, she is forever.