Quotes About Eternity

Você segue e segue mais adiante…e de uma caminhada como essa jamais voltará a tempo, pois você escapa ao tempo e o tempo escapa de você.

Greatness! Extraordinariness! Conquest of the world and immortality of the name! What good was all the happiness of people eternally unknown compared with this goal?

Amaba el mar por razones profundas: por la apetencia de reposo propia del artista sometido a un arduo trabajo, que ante la exigente pluralidad del mundo fenoménico anhela cobijarse en el seno de lo simple en inmenso, y también por una propensión ilícita -diametralmente opuesta a su tarea y, por eso mismo, seductora- hacia lo inarticulado, inconmensurable y eterno: hacia la nada.

All the days are nothing but the same day repeating itself—or rather, since it is always the same day, it is incorrect to speak of repetition; a continuous present, an identity, an everlastingness—such words as these would better convey the idea.

So long as we are, death is not; and when death is present, we are not. In other words, between death and us there is no rapport; it is something with which we have nothing to do - and only incidentally the world and nature.

Celui qui a contemplé la Beauté est déjà prédestiné à la mort.

Verità e ragione possono bensì essere oppresse esteriormente per un periodo nero, ma in noi rimangono eternamente libere e dalla serena altezza dell'arte lo spirito può ridersi dell'assurdo che vince, e non già in solitario abbandono, ma in sicura alleanza con tutti i migliori.

Zal ook uit dit wereldfeest van de dood, ook uit deze vreselijke koortsgloed die overal rondom de regenachtige hemel in brand steekt, ooit de liefde opstijgen?

We are not perfectly free until we live in pure hope. For when our hope is pure, it no longer trusts exclusively in human and visible means, nor rests in any visible end. He who hopes in God trusts God, Whom he never sees, to bring him to the possession of things that are beyond imagination.

This time is given to me by God that I may live in it. It is not given to make something out of it, but given me to be stored away in eternity as my own.

I believe with Diadochos, that if at the hour of death my confidence in God's mercy is perfect, I will pass the frontier without trouble and pass the dreadful array of my sins with compunction and confidence and leave them all behind forever.

one's nationality should come to have a meaning in the light of eternity.

All things are yours and you are Christ's—and Christ is God's. If we live, we live unto God. If we die, we die unto God—whether we live or die, we are God's possession." What more could anyone ask?

Si ascendero in coelum, tu illic es. Si descendero in infernum, ades.

I will have more joy in heaven and in the contemplation of God, if you are also there to share it with me; and the more of us there will be to share it the greater will be the joy of all.

O great God, Father of all things, Whose infinite light is darkness to me Whose immensity is to me as the void, You have called me forth out of yourself because You love me in yourself, and I am a transient expression of Your inexhaustible and eternal reality. I could not know You, I would be lost in this darkness, I would fall away from You into this void, if You did not hold me to Yourself in the Heart of Your only begotten Son.

St. Eucherius on that sunrise! "Think how much more the splendor of the light will be for us in the future, if it shines upon us so brilliantly now. In what magnificent form will the light shine on eternal things, when it shines so beautifully now on what is passing away!

As if the dead really do persist, even in a bottle of wine.

No, thought Oedipa, sad. As if their home cemetery in some way still did exist, in a land where you could somehow walk, and not need the East San Narciso Freeway, and bones still could rest in peace, nourishing ghosts of dandelions, no one to plow them up. As if the dead really do persist, even in a bottle of wine.

I want to break out – to leave this cycle of infection and death. I want to be taken in love: so taken that you and I, and death, and life, will be gathered inseparable, into the radiance of what we would become.

Does it ever end, he wondered. Of course it does. It did.

You are for salvation; I am for the Pit.

Adieu my dear friends, I have come to this grave Where Insatiate Death in his reaping hath brought me. Till Christ rise again all His children to save, I must lie, as His Word in the Scriptures hath taught me.

Mark, Reader, my cry! Bend thy thoughts on the Sky, And in midst of prosperity, know thou may'st die. While the great Loom of God works in darkness above, And our trials here below are but threads of His Love.