Quotes About Eternity

In the higher world, we don't live our lives, we wear them. And that's what it means to rise above life on the wings of objective love. That's where she was.

But let my death be memoried on this disc. Wear it, sweet friend. Inscribe no date nor deed. But let thy heart-beat kiss it night and day, Until the name grow vague and wear away.

Nothing in the world is hidden forever.

Let my grave be forgotten. Give me your word of honour that you will allow no monument of any sort — not even the commonest tombstone — to mark the place of my burial. Let me sleep, nameless. Let me rest, unknown.

Oh death, thou hast thy sting! oh, grave, thou hast thy victory!

In the end, nothing is lost. Every event, for good or evil, has effects forever.

The fear of death is strangely mingled with the longing for repose.

Our individual separateness is in a sense illusory; we are parts of the great stream of law and cause, parts of God; we are the flitting forms of a being greater than ourselves, and endless while we die. Our bodies are cells in the body of the race, our race is an incident in the drama of life; our minds are the fitful flashes of eternal light.

Those who desire immortality must pay for it with their lives.

Ars longa, vita brevis—art is long and time is fleeting: this is the tragedy of every great soul.

On his desk, when he died, there lay a paper on which he had written his last, and perhaps his most characteristic, sentences: "There is no conclusion. What has concluded that we might conclude in regard to it? There are no fortunes to be told and there is no advice to be given. Farewell.

A bit of wisdom is a joy forever.

What immortality means to me now is that we are all parts of a whole, cells in the body of life; that the death of the part is the life of the whole; and that though as individuals we pass away, yet the whole is made forever different by what we have done and been.

Spinoza was right: "in so far as the mind sees things in their eternal aspect it participates in eternity."127

Most of us spend too much time on the last twenty-four hours and too little on the last six thousand years.

Barker believes that all poets should have the decency to be dead at least a century or two. I feel the same way about politicians.

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

To see a World in a grain of sand, And a Heaven in a wild flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour.

To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour. A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage. A dove-house filled with doves and pigeons Shudders hell through all its regions.

Energy is eternal delight.

Men are admitted into heaven not because they have curbed and governed their passions or have no passions, but because they have cultivated their understandings. The treasures of heaven are not negations of passion, but realities of intellect, from which all the passions emanate uncurbed in their eternal glory.

The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.

Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness/ Which is the swiftest of all things: all were eternal torment.

The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock, but of wisdom: no clock can measure.