Quotes About Eternity

There exists an infinite, eternal Being, subsisting of himself, who is one without being alone; for he finds in his own essence relations whence, with the necessary movement of his life, results the absolute plenitude of his perfection and his happiness. A Being unique and complete, God suffices to himself.

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Jehová, el dios barbado y huraño, dio a sus adoradores el supremo ejemplo de la pereza ideal; después de seis días de trabajo, descansó por toda la eternidad

Even so,—a million years after we shall have ceased to view the sun,—will the gladness and grief of our own lives pass with richer music into other hearts—there to bestir, for one mysterious moment, some deep and exquisite thrilling of voluptuous pain.

A che pro disegnare l'Impossibile? Perché è la verità, forse velata e mascherata, ma eterna.

The Shadow-maker shapes forever.

Perhaps, after trillions of ages burning in different dynasties of suns, the very best of me may come together again.

I cannot tell you if the dead, Who loved us fondly when on earth, Walk by our side, sit at our hearth, By ties of old affection led.... But this I know--in many dreams They come to us from realms afar, And leave the golden gates ajar Through which immortal glory streams.

All human love is a faint type of God's; An echoing note from a harmonious whole; A feeble spark from an undying flame; A single drop from an unfathomed sea: But God's is infinite; it fills the earth And heaven, and the broad, trackless realms of space.

The Lotus opens. Movement from earth, through water, from fire to air. Out and in beyond life and death now, beyond inner and outer, sense and non-sense, meaning and futility, male and female, being and non-being, Light and darkness, void and full. Beyond all duality, or non-duality, beyond and beyond. Disincarnation. I breathe again.

Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world. No matter what happens. I need you to remember that I love you.

There was only present, and it was infinite. The past and the future were just blinders we wore so that infinity wouldn't drive us mad.

There will be godstars. And they will be us.

It's like losing gravity and falling into space – the moment of pitching headlong when the endlessness of space asserts itself and there is no more down, only an eternity of up, and you realize you can fall forever and never run out of stars.

My people understood that time is an ocean, not a river," she said to them all. "It doesn't flow away and pour itself out, done and gone. It simply is—eternal and entire. Mortals might move through it in one direction, but that's no reflection of its true nature—only of our limitations. Past and future are our own constructs.

It's all I want, to be beside you, helping you. If it takes forever, all the better, if it's forever with you.

Death," said Akiva. His life was leaving him fast now that he no longer held his wound. His eyes just wanted to drift closed. "I'm ready." "Well, I'm not. I hear it's dull, being dead." She said it lightly, amused, and he peered up at her. Had she just made a joke? She smiled. Smiled He did, too. Amazed, he felt it happening, as if her smile had triggered a reflex in him. "Dull sounds nice," he said, letting his eyes flutter closed. "Maybe I can catch up on my reading.

Is that all souls are for? For when we die?" "No. They're for living, too.

Your soul sings to mine. My soul is yours, and it always will be, in any world.

Life is your master, or death is.

There is the past, and there is the future," he had said to his brothers and sisters not long ago. "The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other." He'd been wrong. There was only the present, and it was infinite. The past and the future were just blinders we wore so that infinity wouldn't drive us mad.

There is the past, and there is the future. The present is never more than the single second dividing one from the other.

My people understood that time is an ocean, not a river. It doesn't flow away and pour itself out, done and gone. It simply is - eternal and entire. Mortals might move through it in one direction, but that's no reflection of its true nature - only of our limitations. Past and future are our own constructs. And as for myths, some are made up, nothing but fantasy. But some myths are true. Some have already been lived. And in the drift of time, eternal and entire, some haven't.

Lazlo had loved Sarai as a dream, and he would love her as a ghost as well.