Quotes About Eternity

Conversion is the sole and the absolutely peculiar way to heaven.

Zij zal nog leven als ik dood zal zijn, ze zal me misschien niet vergeten zijn als ik uit de voetnoten ben verdwenen.

Ik heb het tijdelijke met het eeuwige vaak genoeg verwisseld in mijn poëzie om te weten dat ik het tijdelijke wil.

You must remember this, a kiss is still a kiss,A sigh is just a sigh;The fundamental things apply,As time goes by.

Hope is the struggle of the soul, breaking loose from what is perishable, and attesting her eternity.

There is the grand truth about Nathaniel Hawthorne. He says NO! in thunder; but the Devil himself cannot make him say yes. For all men who say yes, lie; and all men who say no,why, they are in the happy condition of judicious, unincumbered travellers in Europe; they cross the frontiers into Eternity with nothing but a carpet-bag,that is to say, the Ego. Whereas those yes-gentry, they travel with heaps of baggage, and, damn them! they will never get through the Custom House.

In eternity there is no time, only an instant long enough for a joke.

Eternity is a mere moment, just long enough for a joke.

Close your eyes and let the mind expand. Let no fear of death or darkness arrest its course. Allow the mind to merge with Mind. Let it flow out upon the great curve of consciousness. Let it soar on the wings of the great bird of duration, up to the very Circle of Eternity.

The present issues from the past, and the future from the present. Everything is made one by this continuity. Time is like a circle, where all the points are so linked that one cannot say where it begins or ends, for all points precede and follow one another for ever.

80. What is God? The immutable or unalterable good. 81. What is man? An unchangeable evil.

72. Things upon Earth, do not advantage those in Heaven; but all things in Heaven do profit and advantage all things upon Earth.

A certain amount of time is allotted to each of us. How much, only God knows. We cannot invest it. We cannot hope for a return of any kind. All we can do is spend it, second by second, decade by decade, until it runs out.

No gossip ever dies away entirely, if many people voice it: It too is a kind of divinity.

Our brains are seventy-year clocks. The Angel of Life winds them up once for all, then closes the case, and gives the key into the hand of the Angel of the Resurrection.

Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.

Interesting how our vocabulary responds, providing us with words we have never needed before, words stacked away for us, neatly folded into our brain and there for our use: like a bride's lifetime supply of linen, or a ducal trove of monogrammed china. Death will overtake us before a fraction of those words are used.

Now the elm chest is carried towards the chapel, where the flags have been lifted so she can go in by the corpse of her brother, George Boleyn. "They shared a bed when they were alive," Brandon says, "so it's fitting they share a tomb. Let's see how they like each other now.

If a man should live as if every day is his last, he should also die as if there is a day to come, and another after that.

The dead are more faithful than the living. For better or worse, they do not leave you. They last out the longest night.

those sectaries in Europe who are always expecting the end of the world, but who hope that, after the earth has been consumed by fire, they will be seated in glory: grilled a little, crisp at the edges and blackened in parts, but still, thanks be to God, alive for eternity, and seated at his right hand.

wars begin in man's time, but they end in God's time.

That is how it will be—not pain itself, but the constant apprehension of pain; the constant apprehension of fault, the knowledge that you are going to be punished for something you couldn't help and didn't even know was wrong; and the discord in Hell will be constant, repeating for ever and ever, a violent argument being carried on in the next room.

Try to work on the scale of eternity. Do you see? Otherwise you will be fettered by trivia. The daily frustrations will cripple you.