Quotes About Eternity

Abstract people have an immortality which flesh-and-blood people have yet to achieve.

Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.

Perdida! Una hora de oro Con sus sesenta minutos de diamante No se ofrece recompensa Pues ¡Perdida está para siempre!

Do you think there will be Mondays in heaven?' (...) 'Heaven will be one long Monday'.

It doesn't come up ever, and yet it comes up always.

Think how your life would be changed if you passionately longed for and lived every day as if this would be the moment Jesus would return!

History is like an endless waltz, it never ends, it keeps going on and on.

Try to go infinitely deep into any piece of the distance of time. If there is eternal life, a friend says, it will not be in the length of your life, but in its depth…I don't think there is any limit to the depth of each moment, and I am going to try to live in a way that plumbs those depths, to live thickly, expanding the reach of my moment down into the mire of detail and up into the damp and cry-filled air.

Which means it'll never be over

me was somehow tied up in that simple little verse. I clung to it for comfort. I held it close, examining its every facet. Yet as the weeks, months, then years began to pass, I came to realize I would never fully plumb the depths of its meaning—at least not in this life. Its meaning would always

There are men I could spend eternity with. but not this life.

Heaven is light to me, light-hearted, and full of holy laughter.

My favorite definition of heaven comes from a Benedictine sister, who told me that as her mother lay dying in a hospital bed she had ventured to reassure her by saying, "In heaven, everyone we love is there." The older woman had replied, "No, in heaven I will love everyone who's there.

You'll always be with me?" "As long as you need me," she promised. "That'll be forever.

Time only goes in that one direction.

Everything we sell will probably outlast us, isn't that an odd thought? It was here before we were born and will be here long after we're gone.

There was something naïve, sweetly arrogant about the doctor's assumption that everyone wanted to live forever.

When the Space Drift finally took place it was like everything-everything that is and has been and always will be-became for a moment like a huge thick velvet curtain, and everything that ever considered itself to be separate from anything else no longer was but only just for that moment, the moment of the Drift, while space was carrying away time in its soft dark folds like a lover.

the beginning and the end of time. These are the same thing, as everybody knows who came into this universe via a wormhole.

Insomnia is the wish to be immortal, granted by an ass.

The road always stretches endlessly ahead and behind us, so that we are out of time as well as out of place.

Cycling, cycling forever bear, wolf, caribou. When had it all started, where will it end? We are all part of one, from such simple beginnings and yet all so different. Yet one. One and again.

No book can be really complete in this life; it has to end where the author's time and understanding end. There is always something left unsaid. I look forward to the life to come as the unending last chapter of all the good books I have ever read.

Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today.