Quotes About Eternity

I'm gonna love you Till the heavens Stop the rain. I'm gonna Love you Till the stars Fall from the sky For you and I

You've got forever; and somehow you can't do much with it. You've got forever; and it's a mile wide and an inch deep and full of alligators.

plan as though Jesus is not returning for a hundred years and live as though Jesus is returning today.

She hoped that although he could not hear her she could somehow imprint her ordinary love upon his memory through all eternity, hoped he would rise thinking of her, we were each other, we were each other, not that it mattered much in the long run but what else mattered as much.

As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end.

In that instant I thought I grieved for James Jones, a man I never met, but I think I grieved for all of us: for Jones, for myself, for the sufferers of mean guilts and for their exorcists, for Robert E. Lee Prewitt, for the Royal Hawaiian Hotel and for this golden nitwit who believed eternity to be a psychic science.

Nothing dreamed is ever lost, and nothing lost forever.

Cominci a scappare e sarai in fuga per sempre»

But stories are worlds. New worlds for us to visit. In stories, we live forever.

Porque um contador de histórias não morre nunca, mantém-se sempre vivo nas suas histórias enquanto houver álguem para as ouvir.

And if I never have a veil, or a golden ring on my hand, I will still have you, my love, and that will be enough for me. Sleep well, love, and dream of me. And know that, if I were to live for a thousand years, there would still not be enough nights in which to dream of you.

Ho sognato di essere vecchio. E tu, tu mi eri accanto. Per sempre giovane, in mano una tazza di stelle.

I dreamt that I was old. And you – you were beside me. Forever young – in your hand, a cup of stars.

For a teller of tales will never die, but will live on in stories - for as long as there are folk to listen.

Love is the thing that only God sees.

Prazos largos são fáceis de subscrever; a imaginação os faz infinitos.

Os instantes do Diabo intercalavam-se nos minutos de Deus, e o relógio foi assim marcando alternativamente a minha perdição e a minha salvação.

Matamos o tempo; o tempo nos enterra.

I like to think that nothing's final, and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they don't, that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else, that you and I are always young in the woods, and that I'll see you sometime again, even if it's not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand. I wouldn't be surprised if that is the way things go after all - that all things end happy.

He insisted that stars were people so well loved, they were traced in constellations, to live forever

Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever?

I have only known her for two years. But if you took every memory, every moment, if you stretched them end to end-they'd reach forever.

The Inuit say that the stars are holes in heaven. And every time we see the people we loved shining through, we know they're happy.

Here's my question: What age are you when you're in Heaven?