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Quotes About Eternity

And the rest is rust and stardust.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection.
~ Voltaire
God is a circle whose center is everywhere and circumference nowhere.
~ Voltaire
One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.
~ W. B. Yeats
We all to some extent meet again and again the same people and certainly in some cases form a kind of family of two or three or more persons who come together life after life until all passionate relations are exhausted, the child of one life the husband, wife, brother, sister of the next. Sometimes, however, a single relationship will repeat itself, turning its revolving wheel again and again.
~ W. B. Yeats
If my girl threw the ball here, there was nothing to stop it from bouncing forever. Well, nothing except a good dog who would catch it and then run away from her.
~ W. Bruce Cameron
All sins tend to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is damnation.
~ W. H. Auden
Time breaks the threaded dances And the diver's brilliant bow. (As I Walked Out One Evening)
~ W. H. Auden
Envìo tu alma a la Tribu de las Estrellas.
~ Unknown
Death doesn't affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn't concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.
~ W. Somerset Maugham
If I make the lashes dark And the eyes more bright And the lips more scarlet, Or ask if all be right From mirror after mirror, No vanity's displayed: I'm looking for the face I had Before the world was made.
~ W.B. Yeats
For the winds that awakened the stars are blowing through my blood.
~ W.B. Yeats
Before The World Was Made If I make the lashes dark and the eyes more bright and the lips more scarlet, or ask if all be right from mirror after mirror, no vanity's displayed: I'm looking for the face I had before the world was made. What if I look upon a man as though on my beloved, and my blood be cold the while and my heart unmoved? Why should he think me cruel or that he is betrayed? I'd have him love the thing that was before the world was made.
~ W.B. Yeats
Before us lies eternity; our souls Are love, and a continual farewell.
~ W.B. Yeats
Never to have lived is best, ancient writers say; Never to have drawn the breath of life, never to have looked into the eye of day; The second best's a gay good night and quickly turn away.
~ W.B. Yeats
Consume my heart away; sick with desire And fastened to a dying animal It knows not what it is; and gather me Into the artifice of eternity.
~ W.B. Yeats
A couple of hours after Sunset Michael Robartes returned and told me that I would have to learn the steps of an exceedingly antique dance, because before my initiation could be perfected I had to join three times in a magical dance, for rhythm was the wheel of Eternity, on which alone the transient and accidental could be broken, and the spirit set free.
~ W.B. Yeats
They shall be remembered forever, They shall be alive forever, They shall be speaking forever, The people shall hear them forever.
~ W.B. Yeats
You who are bent, and bald, and blind, With a heavy heart and a wandering mind, Have known three centuries, poets sing, Of dalliance with a demon thing.
~ W.B. Yeats
the Byzantine style, which so few care for to-day, but which moves me because these tall, emaciated angels and saints seem to have less relation to the world about us than to an abstract pattern of flowing lines that suggest an imagination absorbed in the contemplation of Eternity.
~ W.B. Yeats
The soul of man is of the imperishable substance of the stars!
~ W.B. Yeats
our souls are love, and a continual farewell
~ W.B. Yeats
Ah, do not mourn,' he said, 'That we are tired, for other loves await us; Hate on and love through unrepining hours. Before us lies eternity; our souls Are love, and a continual farewell.
~ W.B. Yeats
When people are good the world likes them and takes possession of them, and so eternity comes through people who are not good or who have been forgotten. Perhaps Christianity was good and the world liked it, so now it is going away and the immortals are beginning to awake.
~ W.B. Yeats