Quotes About Eternity

You undermine the horizon with your absence. Eternally in flight like the wave.

I cannot quit your love without dying.

ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.

I love you in order to begin loving you, to start infinity again and never to stop loving you: that is why I do not love you yet.

Es la hora, amor mío, de apartar esta rosa sombría, cerrar las estrellas, enterrar la ceniza en la tierra: y en la insurrección de la luz, despertar con los que despertaron o seguir en el sueño alcanzando la otra orilla del mar que no tiene otra orilla.

I love you between shadow and soul. I love you as the plant that hasn't bloomed yet, and carries hidden within itself the light of flowers. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. Because of you, the dense fragrance that rises from the earth lives in my body, rioting with hunger for the eternity of our victorious kisses.

My soul wandered, happy, sad, unending.

How long does a man live, after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? A week, or several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say 'for ever'? Lost in these preoccupation I set myself to clear things up. .... In my own country the undertakers answered me, between drinks: 'Get yourself a good woman and give up this nonsense.' And How Long - Pablo Neruda

When the bones are all gone who lives in the final dust? Cuando ya se fueron los huesos quien vive en el polvo final?

De nadie seré, solo de ti. Hasta que mis huesos se vuelvan cenizas y mi corazón deje de latir.

and in your life my infinite dreams live.

Love until the night collapses!

Cementerios de besos, aún hay fuego en tus tumbas, aún los racimos arden picoteados de pájaros

ALWAYS Facing you I am not jealous. Come with a man at your back, come with a hundred men in your hair, come with a thousand men between your bosom and your feet, come like a river filled with drowned men that meets the furious sea, the eternal foam, the weather. Bring them all where I wait for you: we shall always be alone, we shall always be, you and I, alone upon the earth to begin life.

How much does a man live, after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? For a week, or for several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say 'for ever'?

Tai kiek gyvena zmogus? Tukstanti metu ar vienus? Gyvena savaite ar keleta amziu? Kiek laiko mirsta zmogus? Ka reiskia amzinybe?

But you will fall with me like a rock into the grave: thanks to our love, which will never waste away, the earth will continue to live.

Love, what does it matter that time, the very time that raised two flames, two waving heads of wheat, my body and your gentleness, tomorrow will hold them safe or mill the grain, and with those same unseen fingers erase the identities that separate us, giving us the final victory of being one beneath the ground. — Pablo Neruda, from "Ode to Time," Selected Odes of Pablo Neruda (California Press, 1990)

I go so far as to think you own the universe.

Nosotros, los perecederos, tocamos los metales, el viento, las orillas del oceano, las piedras, sabiendo que seguiran, inmoviles o ardientes, y yo fui descubriendo, nombrando todas las cosas: fue mi destino amar y despedirme.

How many churches are there in heaven? Cuantas iglesias tiene el cielo?

Eu te amo para começar a amar-te, para recomeçar o infinito e para não deixar de amar-te nunca: por isso não te amo ainda. Te amo e não te amo como se tivesse em minhas mãos as chaves da fortuna e um incerto destino desafortunado. Meu amor tem duas vidas para amar-te. Por isso te amo quando não te amo e por isso te amo quando te amo.

How much does a man live after all? Does he live a thousand days, or one only? For a week, or for several centuries? How long does a man spend dying? What does it mean to say for ever?

Y yo, materialista que no cree en el celeste cielo prometido para ningún humano, para este perro o para todo perro creo en el cielo, sí, creo en un cielo donde yo no entraré, pero él me espera ondulando su cola de abanico para que yo al llegar tenga amistades.