Quotes About Eternity

More than a hygienic method of disposing of the dead, cremation enabled lovers and comrades to be mingled together for eternity:

He could almost feel her spirit leaving him,see her runing gracefully across the stepping-stones made of stars into the land of the dead

You are my woman. We are one, forever with no horizon.

Blue Eyes, we have many nights to lie with one another. Forever, yes? Until we die and rot." "Until death do we part," she amended.

There is no boundary between the living and the dead

It is said that the future narrows once we cease to believe it is eternal...

The closer you get to heaven, the less air there is, because when you get to heaven for real, you don't need to breathe anymore.

Do you know what forever love is? Pearl taught me. It's when you love somebody so much that no matter what happens that'll never change. Like even if you're gone. It's still the same. Even if you die. You die, but not the love. Not forever love. Know what I mean?

Here's what I think about dying: I think it's not so much about being and then not being. I think it's more about where you are. Not whether you are.

Most people say it makes them feel smaller. Like the world is so big, it makes

the divisions of time had gone on vacation, leaving just a crush of constant moments.

I shall die, but . . . that is all that I shall do for Death.

You can be a murderous tyrant and the world will remember you fondly but fuck one horse and you will be a horse fucker for all eternity.

When I say forever,' Koschei whispered, 'I mean until the black death of the world. An Ivan means just the present moment, the flickering light of it, in a green field, his mouth on yours. He means the stretching of that moment. But forever isn't bright; it isn't like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I reminded myself: when a book lies unopened it might contain anything in the world, anything imaginable. It therefore, in that pregnant moment before opening, contains everything. Every possibility, both perfect and putrid. Surely such mysteries are the most enticing things You grant us in this mortal mere -- the fruit in the garden, too, was like this. Unknown, and therefore infinite. Eve and her mate swallowed eternity, every possible thing, and made the world between them.

It's not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It's like being alive, only colder.

Death hath no dominion.

Endings are rubbish. No such thing. Never has been, never will be. There is only the place where you choose to stop talking. Everything else goes on forever.

Don't worry," Marya whispered, kissing his forehead. "My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

snow is the beginning and the end of everything...

Sibyl, what do you want?" "I want to live," the Sibyl said, and her voice rang rich and full. "I want to keep on living forever and watching heroes and fools and knights go up and down, into the world and out. I want to keep being myself and mind the work that minds me. Work is not always a hard thing that looms over your years. Sometimes, work is the gift of the world to the wanting.

Everything is always happening all at once, in the present tense, forever, the beginning and the end and the denouement and the remaindering.

We who were once living can guard you still, and love you, and keep you living safe and whole. Nothing ever truly dies.

In the beginning there was Dust, and in the end there will be Dust, and in the middle there is Dust, Dust, Dust!