Quotes About Eternity

Even in dreams, you could not fall forever.

A dead enemy is a joy forever

Time is different for a tree than for a man. Sun and soil and water, these are the things a weirwood understands, not days and years and centuries. For men, time is a river. We are trapped in its flow, hurtling from past to present, always in the same direction. The lives of trees are different. They root and grow and die in one place, and that river does not move them. The oak is the acorn, the acorn is the oak.

Valar Morghulis- All men must die

Is it all lies, forever and ever, everyone and everything?" - Sansa

Men live their lives trapped in an eternal present, between the mists of memory and the sea of shadow that is all we know of the days to come. Certain moths live their whole lives in a day, yet to them that little span of time must seem as long as years and decades do to us. An oak may live three hundred years, a redwood tree three thousand. A weirwood will live forever if left undisturbed. To them seasons pass in the flutter of a moth's wing, and past, present, and future are one.

How could it end any other way? The beast was greater than they were, a force of nature. The beast was like the river, eternal. It had no doubts, no thoughts, no dreams or plans.

A weirwood will live forever if left undisturbed.

Archmaester Rigney once wrote that history is a wheel, for the nature of man is fundamentally unchanging. What has happened before will perforce happen again, he said.

One day the singers will make all of us immortal.

As the next thousand years unfold—and the thousands beyond that—many more will be born, and live, and die. And history will continue to unfold, as strange and complex and compelling as what my humble pen was able to lay before you

I beg to differ. Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.

Oh, sí, hay muchas cosas que no comprendemos. Pasan los años, cientos, miles, ¿y qué ve un hombre en su vida? Unos pocos veranos, unos pocos inviernos. Miramos las montañas y decimos que son eternas, así nos lo parecen... pero, en el curso del tiempo, las montañas se alzan y caen, cambia el curso de los ríos, mueren estrellas en el cielo y grandes ciudades se hunden debajo del mar. Incluso los dioses mueren. Todo cambia.

The truth is in our bones, for flesh decays and bone endures.

We look at mountains and call them eternal, and so they seem … but in the course of time, mountains rise and fall, rivers change their courses, stars fall from the sky, and great cities sink beneath the sea. Even gods die, we think. Everything changes.

I want to live forever in a land where summer lasts a thousand years. I want a castle in the clouds where I can look down over the world. I want to be six-and-twenty again. When I was six-and-twenty I could fight all day and fuck all night. What men want does not matter.

Earth and water, soil and stone, oaks and elms and willows, they were here before us all and will still remain when we are gone.

Ser Corliss Penny gave the clan chief an incredulous look. "Do you want to die, Wull?" That seemed to amuse the northman. "I want to live forever in a land where summer lasts a thousand years. I want a castle in the clouds where I can look down over the world. I want to be six-and-twenty again. When I was six-and-twenty I could fight all day and fuck all night. What men want does not matter.

The sun that shines today is the sun that shone when thy father was born, and will still be shining when thy last grandchild shall pass into the darkness.

The effort of art is to keep what is interesting in existence, to recreate it in the eternal.

The fact of having been born is a bad augury for immortality.

Moreover, in my own way, I have discerned in pure Being the involution of all forms. As felt, pure Being may be indeterminate, but as conceived reflectively it includes all determinations: so that when deployed into the realm of essence, infinite or indeterminate Being truly contains entertainment for all eternity.

Take care of your life and the Lord will take care of your death.

If one evil thought, if one evil word, if one evil action, deserves eternal damnation, how many hells, my friends, do every one of us deserve, whose whole lives have been one continued rebellion against God!