Quotes About Eternity

We were eternally divided. And it somehow seemed strange to me that this had not happened earlier, so dangerous were we to each other.

Perhaps it was a case of time overflowing.

It's not even like memory. It's all just there. All the time, Willy? Every hour, every minute.

This then was love, to look and look until one exists no more, this was the love which was the same as death.

I did not harbour intelligent doubts about whether Hartley would go on loving me, naturally I knew that she was mine forever. But as we closed our eyes upon tears of joy there was cosmic dread.

Immortality means being loved by many anonymous people.

A work of art meant growth from the particular to the universal. To a work of art, time brought timelessness.

Once, when a religionist denounced me in unmeasured terms, I sent him a card saying, I am sure you believe that I will go to hell when I die, and that once there I will suffer all the pains and tortures the sadistic ingenuity of your deity can devise and that this torture will continue forever. Isn't that enough for you? Do you have to call me bad names in addition?

Fifty years, I hackneyed, is a long time. Not when you're looking back at them, she said. You wonder how they vanished so quickly.

The final end of Eternity, and the beginning of Infinity

There is nothing so eternally adhesive as the memory of power.

No individual death among human beings is important. Someone who dies leaves his work behind and that does not entirely die. It never entirely dies as long as humanity exists.

The whole world might know you and acclaim you, but someone in the past, forever unreachable, forever unknowing, spoils it all.

For the first time the specific and express thought came to him. And though he pushed it away in horror, he knew that, having once come, it would return. The thought was simply this: That he would ruin Eternity, if he had to. The worst of it was that he knew he had the power to do it.

We face eternity now. We have no universe left, no outside phenomena, no emotions, no passions. Nothing but ourselves and thought. We face an eternity of introspection, when all through history we have never known what to do with ourselves on a rainy Sunday.

For what could any Entity, conscious of eternal existence, want – but an end?

Could he tell her any of this? Of course not. Could he tell her that women almost never qualified for Eternity because, for some reason he did not understand (Computers might, but he himself certainly did not), their abstraction from Time was from ten to a hundred times as likely to distort Reality as was the abstraction of a man.

Human beings can tolerate an immortal robot, for it doesn't matter how long a machine lasts, but they cannot tolerate an immortal human being since their own mortality is endurable only so long as it is universal.

Work of each individual contributes to a totality and so becomes undying part of a totality. That totality is human life. Past and present and to come forms a tapestry that has been in existence now for many tens and thousands of years. And has been growing more elaborate, and on the whole more beautiful.

Every atom in me has a long history during which it may have been part of many living things, including human beings, and during which it may also have spent long periods as part of the sea, or in a lump of coal, or in a rock, or as a portion of the wind blowing upon us.

Él siempre estaba allí, contemplando el frío brillo de las estrellas, admirando el increíble enjambre nebuloso de un racimo de estrellas, como una conglomeración gigante de luciérnagas sorprendidas en pleno vuelo y detenidas para siempre.

Consegue entender que, ao afastar as armadilhas e vicissitudes que perseguem o homem, a Eternidade não deixa que ele encontre suas próprias soluções, boas e amargas, soluções reais que chegam quando a dificuldade é enfrentada, não evitada?

a circle has no end

It all had a beginning in the original cosmic explosion, whatever that was, and it'll all have an end when all the stars run down. Some run down faster than others. Hell, the giants won't last a hundred million years. The sun will last ten billion years and maybe the dwarfs will last two hundred billion for all the good they are. But just give us a trillion years and everything will be dark. Entropy has to increase to maximum, that's all. (Lupov)