Quotes About Eternity

This, and this and this. We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but each other.

Os encomiendo una misión para después de mi muerte: mezclar nuestras cenizas y enterrarnos juntos.

The hills and trees before me, the worms and lions, stones and tender buds, Daedalus' loom, all wavered as if they were a fraying dream. Beneath them was the place I truly dwelt, a cold eternity of endless grief.

Bury us, and mark our names above. Let us be free. His ashes settle among mine, and I feel nothing.

the place I truly dwelt, a cold eternity of endless grief.

In our stories these divinities had to work by wheedling and flattery, by favors won from stronger gods. They could not do much themselves. Except live, forever.

Somewhere his soul waits, but it is nowhere I can reach. Bury us, and mark our names above. Let us be free.

I sat on the rocks and thought of the stories I knew of nymphs who wept until they turned into stones and crying birds, into dumb beasts and slender trees, thoughts barked up for eternity. I could not even do that, it seemed. My life closed me in like granite walls.

Overhead the constellations dip and wheel. My divinity shines in me like the last rays of the sun before they drown in the sea. I thought once that gods are the opposite of death, but I see now they are more dead than anything, for they are unchanging, and can hold nothing in their hands.

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the Earth. I would him in death, at the end of the world

I would know him in death and in the end of the world.

We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but each other

I know now what the Grail is. It is the desire of the generations mingling like water with the Blood of Christ, and caught in a fragment of Substance that is beyond Matter! It is a little nucleus of Eternity, dropped somehow from the outer spaces upon one particular spot!

He had only one life. That was a basic and relentless fact. An eternity of 'something or other' lay behind him, and an equally obscure eternity of 'something or other' lay in front of him.

The universe is Time's body.

Death is an unending rerun until the last person with any memory of you is also dead.

Sempre teremos de morrer

Death is an ascension to a better library.

And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.

In Heaven, it is always Autumn.

To die is landing on some distant shore.

Not Heaven itself upon the past has power, But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

Hundreds of stories of after-death communication can be found in two books, Hello from Heaven!, by Bill and Judy Guggenheim, and Love beyond Life, by Patricia Romanowski and Joel Martin. Says Judy: "After-death communications—ADCs—are spiritual gifts, intended to reignite our spiritual awareness of who we are and why we're here, and our awareness that there is no death, and that we have a love for another that is eternal.

The naked woman's body is a portion of eternity too great for the eye of man.