Quotes About Eternity

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die. I am jealous of the portrait you have painted of me. Why should it keep what I must lose? Every moment that passes takes something from me and gives something to it. Oh, if it were only the other way! If the picture could change, and I could be always what I am now! Why did you paint it? It will mock me some day—mock me horribly!

I am jealous of everything whose beauty does not die.

Youth is the only thing worth having. When I find that I am growing old, I shall kill myself.

To live on in the memory of others means that you do not die.

Will I ever see you again? No. Do I love you? Yes, for all time.

Because Dunworthy is not blinking against the fatal sunlight of the last morning, but into the gloom of that first afternoon, looking in the great west doors of St. Paul's at what is, like Langby, like all of it, every moment, in us, saved forever.

The past and the future are both part of a single continuum

Jesucristo dijo: «En la casa de mi padre hay muchas mansiones».

This quote is from a Constance O'day Flannery book never fear dying it is simply falling asleep in one world and waking up in another

They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.

Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die.

Ever step you take is forever. You cant make it go away. None of it. You understand what I'm sayin?

His feet are light and nimble. He never sleeps. He says that he will never die. He dances in light and in shadow and he is a great favorite. He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.

He can give me what you cannot. Death is not a lover. Oh yes, he is.

Then he just knelt in the ashes. He raised his face to the paling day. Are you there? he whispered. Will I see you at the last? Have you a neck by which to throttle you? Have you a heart? Damn you eternally have you a soul? Oh God, he whispered, Oh God.

Doomed enterprises divide lives forever into the then and now

As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart.

when God made man the devil was at his elbow. A creature that can do anything. Make a machine. And a machine to make the machine. And evil that can run itself a thousand years, no need to tend it.

In the deep glens where they lived, all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.

Ever is a long time.

I know that to be female is an older thing even than to be human. I want to be as old as I can be.

Who builds in stone seeks to alter the structure of the universe.

The breath of God was his yet, though it pass from man to man through all of time.