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It was pretty miserable wretches that minded at all whether they were wet or dry. He could not understand why such people had been born. "It's nothing but damned eccentricity to want to be dry" he would say. "I've been wet more than half my life and never been a whit the worse for it.
— Halldór Laxness, Independent People
Other, dryer customers came and went, having just stepped out of their conveyances or popped down the street from their houses in the town. They left their umbrellas dripping at the door, and looked at her with that particular combination of sympathy and amusement that the soaked seem always to elicit in the dry.
— Jo Baker, Longbourn
What is rain? It is thousands of drop-friends coming from the sky!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Rain just rains, it does nothing else. Wisdom just rains, it does nothing else! And those who get the rain get the miracles hidden inside the rain and create their own miracles!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Whatever happens during rainy time, you don't need to wish it to stop just you to be protected because some people needs that. Instead, go for a place where you can consider as your refuge.
— Nathaniel E. Quimada
I looked up, it was the first drop of rain.Tearing through the clouds, screaming as it did.For all this effort, it had to head towards the drain,So I looked up and caught it in my eye instead.
— Ankur Goyal
Never question the clouds, they're only bringing the life-giving rain.
— Amber Schamel, The Healer's Touch
Back then, Billy imagined that drops of rain were unanswered prayers falling back to earth.
— Jim Carroll, The Petting Zoo
A sudden damp coldness clung to the air around us. I lifted my head, eyeing the burnt orange sky. One drop of water fell, splashing off my cheek. Then the sky opened up, drenching us in cold rain within seconds.I sighed. "Really, it has to rain?
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Apollyon
Trying to remember old dreams. A voice. Who came in.And meanwhile the rain, all day, all evening,quiet steady sound. Before it grew too darkwatched the blue iris leaning under the rain,the flame of the poppies guttered and went out.A voice. Almost recalled. There have been timesthe gods entered. Entered a room, a cave?A long enclosure where I was, the fourth wall of ittoo distant or too dark to see. The birds are silent,no moths at the lit windows. Only a swaying rosebushpierces the table’s reflection, raindrops gazing from it.There have been hands laid on my shoulders.What has been said to me,how has my life replied?The rain, the rain...
— Denise Levertov, Poems, 1968-1972
We hovered above the moment like two rain clouds
— Tiffanie DeBartolo, How to Kill a Rock Star
Don't normal people run in the rain? Even abnormal people, most of them anyway, the only people I can think of who walk in the rain are tree buffers, bag ladies, and total psychos.
— Lisa O'Donnell, The Death of Bees
APPROACHRain is falling. Winter approaches. I drive towards it. In the slow rain. In the semi-darkness. Cello music is playing in the car. The deep sad sound of the cello. It almost swamps me. Routine endeavours to swamp me. The everyday paying of bills.But I paint men walking in a city of icebergs and crystal. Some of the icebergs are red. I paint a woman swimming in green wavy water. Surrounded by desert mesas. Bright orange in the sunlight. With darker orange for shadows. I paint two people. With purple and pink and yellow and blue circles overlapping the boundaries of their bodies. Dancing.Life is not ordinary. When I see you tonight I will press my lips to your eyelids. Each one in turn. I will rub my fingertips over the skin on the back of your hands and around your wrists. I will sigh. I will growl. I will whinny. I will gallop into your smile. One sharp foot after the other.
— Jay Woodman, SPAN
Cuddle up. Rain always stops. It always stops. It always does. -The Brown Cape
— Ellen Gilchrist, The Courts of Love: Stories
It was a bad night to be about with such a feeling in one's heart. The rain was cold, pitiless and increasing. A damp, keen wind blew down the cross streets leading from the river. The fumes of the gas works seemed to fall with the rain. The roadway was muddy; the pavement greasy; the lamps burned dimly; and that dreary district of London looked its very gloomiest and worst.("The Old House In Vauxhall Road")
— Charlotte Riddell, Gaslit Nightmares: Stories by Robert W. Chambers, Charles Dickens, Richard Marsh, and Others
What the mud had been doing with itself, or where it came from, who could say? But it seemed to collect in a moment, as a crowd will, and in five minutes to have splashed all the sons and daughters of Adam.
— Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
We were running all over the front lawn and under the rainspouts, barefooted, in our underpants, with the rain pelting down, straight cold gray rain of Delta summers, wonderful rain. -Mexico
— Ellen Gilchrist, Light Can Be Both Wave and Particle
A pure drop of rain may fall on a beautiful water lily or on a dirty mud pond! This is exactly what happens when we are born!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
At five-thirty the rain began to fall in great, heavy drops which bounced off the pavement before they spread out into black spots. At the same time thunder rumbled from the direction of Charenton and an eddy of wind lifted the dust, carried away the hats of passers-by who took to their heels and who, after a few confused moments, were all in the shelter of doorways or under the awnings of cafe terraces. Street pedlars of the Faubourg Saint-Antoine scurried about with an apron or a sack over their heads, pushing their carts as they tried to run. Rivulets already began to flow along the two sides of the street, the gutters sang, and on every floor you could see people hurriedly closing their windows.
— Georges Simenon, L'Enterrement de Monsieur Bouvet
would you like to dance in the rain?
— Atul Randev, The Degenerate Tales of Decadent Minds
I had gotten so used to the taste of rain that I forgot what the sun tasted like. Bittersweet.
— Ana Patrick
When I could hold my eyes open long enough, I did stare up at the rain pelting down on me. I’ve never looked at it like that, straight up into the sky, and while I flinched more than I could actually see, when I could see it was absolutely beautiful. Like each drop rocketing towards me was separate from the thousands of others and for a suspended moment in time, I could glimpse it and see its delicate facets. I saw the gray clouds churning above me and felt the car shake when the wind from the traffic pushed against it. I shivered even though it’s warm enough to swim. But nothing I saw or felt or heard was as warm and fascinating as Andrew’s closeness.
— J.A. Redmerski, The Edge of Never
I don't know if there is actually more rain here in England, or if it was just that the rain seemed to be so deliberately annoying. Every drop hit the window with a peevish "Am I bothering you? Does this make you cold and wet? Oh, sorry.
— Maureen Johnson, The Madness Underneath
English rain feels obligatory, like paperwork. It dampens already damn days and slicks the stones.
— Maureen Johnson, The Madness Underneath
...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
Ah! Thou gifest me such hope and courage, and I haf nothing to gif back but a full heart and these empty hands," cried the Professor, quite overcome.Jo never, never would learn to be proper, for when he said that as they stood upon the steps, she just put both hands into his, whispering tenderly, "Not empty now," and, stooping down, kissed her Friedrich under the umbrella.
— Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
The sound of thunder, the smell of rain. The earth giving birth to another season. Nature's labor pains...beautiful.
— Carol Morgan
She felt a tightness in her chest and sent for Dr Simcox.'What's the trouble?''Look out there, that's the trouble! It's so green and quiet and it's always bloody raining.''That's England, Mrs Mallard-Greene. I'm afraid there's no known cure for it.
— John Mortimer, Paradise Postponed
Every time it rains, the soil counts every drop to know exactly how many times to thank to God!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
The wind has shifted to the East. A storm isn't far off. I can smell the moisture in the air, a fetid, living thing. Isolated drops fall, licking at my hands, my face, my dress. The quests squawk in surprise, turn their palms up to the sky as if questioning it, and dash for cover.
— Libba Bray, A Great and Terrible Beauty
So that's what we did - rocketing down Sixth Avenue, dashing around the rest of the post-concert crowd, splashing our tracks until our ankles were soaked. You took the lead, and I started to lose my sprint. But then you looked back, stopped, and waited for me to catch up, for me to take your hand, for us to continue to run in the rain, drenched and enchanted, my words to Amanda no longer feeling like a requirement, but a foretelling.
— David Levithan, The Lover's Dictionary
...I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained...because you were so lovely...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
Like sheep which, having been driven to a pasture, can now spread out at their leisure, the clouds began to drift. Afternoon sunlight sliced through into the still waters. The boomerang hung in the sky, and the boy thought he would have to find a new word for the way the colours gl
— Terry Pratchett, The Last Continent
Rain"Oh amiable rainWasher of treesand roofswho has prepared themforthe pink rayof evening("Poems")
— Charlotte Gardelle, The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology
I wish that life could be carefree, sunny, never cloudy- But you said that I would be in Your arms when things get crazy- so when the storm doesn't go away- I have decided to sing in the rain.
— Moriah Peters
The sky's inclemency stirs up the angry winds;the watery clouds are soaking with ceaseless rain.The turbulent Vltava, swollen with rainy waves,Bursting, impetuous, breaks through its river banks.
— Elizabeth Jane Weston
The fig tree had dropped its fruit all over the ground. Ripe figs lay in the dust, exploded, bloody, as if the sky had rained organs.
— Rupert Thomson, The Five Gates of Hell
And in this moment, like a swift intake of breath, the rain came.
— Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms
Instead,she's as stillas a leaf-littered pond,dark water evaporating,waiting desperately for rain.
— Emma Cameron, Cinnamon Rain
Time itself is a thing, so it seems to me, that stands solidly like a fence of iron palings with its endless row of years; and we flow past like Gyoll, on our way to a sea from which we shall return only as rain.
— Gene Wolfe, The Claw of the Conciliator
Under the bridge, traffic above us and coats around us, hearts thudding with the steady perfection of this moment, I thought of every word I had never before dared to think about him.Future. Hope.And love, as the rain slowed to a misty trickle through the long and beautiful night.
— Holly Cupala, Don't Breathe a Word
I know your eyes in the morning sunI feel you touch me in the pouring rainAnd the moment that you wander far from meI wanna feel you in my arms again
— Bee Gees
Rain makes the night -- and us -- smaller, softer, more forthright.
— Rob Kalin
Outside the drizzling rain had begun again. It pattered around the house, and on the roofs and eaves, like a million, tiny, stealthy feet: softly, as though the night were teeming with a host of minute, dark beings.
— Evangeline Walton, Witch House
I used to sit in front of my father's Jag, watching the raindrops run their kamikaze suicide missions from one edge of the windshield to the wiper blade.
— Jodi Picoult
They looked so familiar that for a moment Claude feared he had doubled back to Mrs. Merritt's city, until a sudden wave of water blinded his wipers and drove him along with everyone else to the curb, where the crackling radio reported an old man had just now been swept from his backyard by a cloudburst, the latest in a series deluging Tulsa. Clinging there to the side of the hill, no hand brake, Claude rode out the storm, stuffing blankets into the cracks under the doors, watching overhead drips as best he could with the babyseat. When the car next in front crept away from the curb, Claude followed as far as a gas station. There he wondered aloud what lay ahead, but the attendant couldn't say, having swum to work just five minutes ago. Now as Claude pulled away the rain suddenly ceased, it seemed from exhaustion, and for the next hundred miles he spun his dial to catch the latest reports: that old man was still missing, he had last been seen floating downhill toward the river, he had been found, he was dead, he was dying, he was still missing... Claude turned off the radio, for he was beyond range of Tulsa, and Joplin had not heard the news yet. He raced in silence toward the night which he knew already had begun not far ahead.
— Douglas Woolf, Wall to Wall
still other winters average their rain months into a long, cold season of relentless sog and little color. At such times, looking out through the spattered glass, I feel, deep in some spongy, unignorable organ, that we will have floods, and damage, and losses; we will have gray till the cows come home, and there will be no more cows--they'll all just rot, drown, or simply wash away. We will have rain until the very hills dissolve. And when the dirty cotton swaddling of fog finally falls away, we will all be desperate for vital signs.
— Robert Michael Pyle
We are travelers on a cosmic journey,stardust,swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share.This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.
— Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
We're always thinking of eternity as an idea that cannot be understood, something immense. But why must it be? What if, instead of all this, you suddenly find just a little room there, something like a village bath-house, grimy, and spiders in every corner, and that's all eternity is. Sometimes, you know, I can't help feeling that that's what it is.
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment
No, mademoiselle, I would not like to see the children's menu. I have no doubt that the children's menu itself tastes better than the meals on it. I would like to order à la carte. Or don't you serve fish to minors?
— Eoin Colfer, The Eternity Code
There will be today, there will be tomorrow, there will be always, and there was yesterday, and there was the day before...
— Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
Whatever end found us, it would not find us separated. -- Bella Cullen
— Stephenie Meyer, Breaking Dawn
I can imagine nothing more terrifying than an Eternity filled with men who were all the same. The only thing which has made life bearable…has been the diversity of creatures on the surface of the globe.
— T.H. White, The Book of Merlyn
Good-bye and hello, as always.
— Roger Zelazny, The Courts of Chaos
This is eternity, Antanasia," he said, both warning and imploring. "Eternity.
— Beth Fantaskey, Jessica's Guide to Dating on the Dark Side
The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity.
— L.M. Montgomery, Kilmeny of the Orchard
It has always seemed absurd to suppose that a god would choose for his companions, during all eternity, the dear souls whose highest and only ambition is to obey.
— Robert G. Ingersoll, Individuality From 'The Gods and Other Lectures'
You once told me you could stand many things.” My voice was raspy from all the emotions battering against those well-honed inner defenses.“So can I. I can stand whatever Apollyon dishes out, can take the bigotry from others over what I am, the freaky ghost juju from Marie, all thecraziness my mother can throw at me, and even the pain of my uncle dying. But the one thing that I would never, ever recover from would be losingyou. You made me promise before to go on if that happened, but Bones”—here my words broke and tears spilled down my cheeks—“I wouldn’twant to.”He’d been near the side of the bed when I started talking, but was in my arms before the first tear fell. Very softly, his lips brushed over those wetstreaks, coming back pink from the drops still shimmering on them.“No matter what happens, you will never lose me,” he whispered. “I am forever yours, Kitten, in this life or the next.
— Jeaniene Frost, This Side of the Grave
All that is not eternal is eternally out of date.
— C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
Eternity is said not to be an extension of time but an absence of time.
— Graham Greene, The End of the Affair
The eternal world and the mortal world are not parallel, rather they are fused.
— John O'Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
Nothing is forever...nothing lasts.
— Michelle Moran, Nefertiti
You swore you loved me, and laughed and warned me that you would not love me forever. I did not hear you. You were speaking in a language I did not understand. Never, never, I can conceive of a love which is able to foresee its own termination. Love is its own eternity. Love is in every moment of its being: all time. It is the only glimpse we are permitted of what eternity is. So I did not hear you. The words were nonsense.
— Thornton Wilder, The Ides of March
Immortality: A toy which people cry for, And on their knees apply for, Dispute, contend and lie for, And if allowed Would be right proud Eternally to die for.
— Ambrose Bierce
Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.
— Jean Rhys, Good Morning, Midnight
Immortality is a chancy thing
—  it cannot be promised or earned. Perhaps it cannot even be identified for what it is.
Come with me into the woods where spring isadvancing, as it does, no matter what,not being singular or particular, but oneof the forever gifts, and certainly visible.
— Mary Oliver, Dog Songs
To love abundantly is to live abundantly, and to love forever is to live forever.
— Henry Drummond
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.
— William Blake
Look behind you now.Do you feel in your heart a slight hastening of its beat, and a powerful sense that something momentous is about to happen?... Perhaps, then, this is the hour that Mary Hightower takes to the sky with thousands Afterlights heading toward Memphis.... Perhaps this is the moment that Nick, the Chocolate Ogre, arrives in the same city in search for Allie, only to find that he has no idea where to look.... Perhaps this is the very instant that a monster called the McGill arrives there as well, aching to ease his pain by sharing his misery - not only with his new minions, but with anyone he can.... And perhaps you can sense, in some small twisting loop of your gut, the covergence of the wrong, of the right, and the woefully misguided. If you do, then pay sharp attention to the moment you wake, and the moment you fall asleep.... For maybe then you will know, without a shadow of doubt, which is which.
— Neal Shusterman, Everwild
There's never a beginning for eternity.
— Toba Beta, Master of Stupidity
Many [Western Christians] habitually think and act as if there is no eternity. . . . We major in the momentary and minor in the momentous.
— Randy Alcorn
I kept glancing at him and away from him, as if his green eyes were hurting me. In modern parlance he was a laser beam. Deadly and delicate he seemed. His victims had always loved him. And I had always loved him, hadn't I, no matter what happened, and how strong could love grow if you had eternity to nourish it, and it took only these few moments in time to renew its momentum, its heat?-Lestat
— Anne Rice
Murderer ain't fit to eternity.
— Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
Everything goes, everything comes back; eternally rolls the wheel of being. Everything dies, everything blossoms again; eternally runs the year of being. Everything breaks, everything is joined anew; eternally the same House of Being is built. Everything parts, everything greets every other thing again; eternally the ring of being remains faithful to itself. In every Now, being begins; round every Here rolls the sphere There. The center is everywhere. Bent is the path of eternity.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
It is eternity now. I am in the midst of it. It is about me in the sunshine
—  I am in it as the butterfly in the light-laden air. Nothing has to come
Our sins live with us for eternity, and that is perhaps the most frightening thing of all. - Sims
— Simon Holt, Soulstice
What is Above is Within ... the Circumference is Winthin, Without is formed the Selfish Center, and the Circumference still expands going forward to Eternity.
— William Blake, Jerusalem
England is never in a hurry because she is eternal.
— Henryk Sienkiewicz, In Desert and Wilderness
As soon as he was gone, we opened, "Baucis and Philemon." An elderly couple living in a cottage, they're granted a wish by Jove. They confer in private before Philemon asks, "May one hour take us both away; let neither outlive the other." The wish is granted. I said, "Simultaneous deaths? Why didn't they wish for eternal happiness instead? What else would anyone wish for?" "They did wish for that," answered Jamie.
— David Guterson, The Other
Eternity: the length of a life.
— Marty Rubin
Minutes are sometimes like eternities if they are let go.
— Stephen Graff, River Dawn
Eternity to the godly is a day that has no sunset
—  eternity to the wicked is a night that has no sunrise.
Which eternity can be bigger or smaller? But which reality can be an eternity in your mind?
— Sorin Cerin, Wisdom Collection: The Book of Wisdom
The country was a dreamland; and perhaps it even reminded my wife's grandfather of the night he woke up drunk in his friend's house, beside his friend's wife, everything similar but new, different, better. The United States of America was like an eternity of those first disorientating seconds of not knowing and not wanting to.
— Tod Wodicka, All Shall Be Well; And All Shall Be Well; And All Manner of Things Shall Be Well
There is not eternal damnation, the only rewards and punishments are right here in this world.
— Stanisław Ignacy Witkiewicz, The Madman and the Nun: and Other Plays
When you've attained to your hidden within your apparent vice versa, know that you have reached Eternal Time, and Divine Presence. The Communion is in the Breath.
— AainaA-Ridtz, The Sacred Key — Transcending Humanity
Life is a very narrow bridge between two eternities. Be not afraid.Rabbi Nachman of Braslav
— Nachman Cohen
Forever means losing count of years.
— Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
One of the strangest things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live for ever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender, solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one's heart stands still at the strange, unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun - which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone's eyes.
— Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
Because if indestructible is every atom of a speck of dust, so must be immortal the spirit of a man. And if every wave of the wind creates eternity, so must the consequences of our acts. So every one of us would leave on a big Hajj to our Creator.
— Osyp Nazaruk, Roxelana
Everything rusts, rots, crumbles, vanishes. The infinite will just take a little bit longer.
— Marty Rubin
Every second seems like an eternity if someone you love is in trouble.
— Connor Franta, A Work in Progress
He lived far from the gods, but in his mind he was at home with them.
— Pythagoras
Nothing goes on forever. If it did, there wouldn't be anything else, would there?
— M.R. Carey, Fellside
Mortal minds are always unsettled by eternal things
—  they want to catch the infinite and nail it down to something finite. Impossible!
Wedged as we are between two eternities of idleness, there is no excuse for being idle now.
— Anthony Burgess, Little Wilson and Big God: The First Part of the Confession
Time is the cruelest force of all.
— Cixin Liu, Death's End
This felt real. This felt like the moons had aligned and the stars were shining in our favor and every breath was ours, every touch was right. This felt like eternity in a blink, like our lives unraveled and spun together, like the convergence of always and never and every step I've ever taken and every pain I've ever endured lead to that moment.
— Ava Jae, Beyond the Red
Death is not your termination but your transition into eternity, so there are eternal consequences to everything you do on earth. Every act of our lives strikes some chord that will vibrate in eternity.
— Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?
Why would God provide heaven on earth when he's planned the real thing for you in eternity?
— Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?
While we worry about how fast we grow, God is concerned about how strong we grow. God views our lives from and for eternity, so he is never in a hurry.
— Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?
A deep soul lives in conscious awareness of eternity, not simply today.
— John Ortberg, Soul Keeping: Caring For the Most Important Part of You
Inside her it was as if death didn’t exist, as if love could weld her, as if eternity were renewal.
— Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart
You are my beautiful forever... a connection so deep that even an eternity doesn't seem long enough to spend with you.
— Steve Maraboli
If I die, don't take this too hard," she counseled them, "death is only part of things bigger than we can imagine. Our brains are just starting the greatness, to learn how to do things like flying. What next? You will see, and you will see that your mother is of the design. And I will always be made of things, and things will always be made of me. Nothing can get rid of me because I am already included into the pattern.
— Louise Erdrich, The Master Butchers Singing Club
Great views are like great minds. They both give you the feeling of eternity!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
We create eternity out of crumbs of time.
— Anna Kamieńska
It is altogether fitting and proper that we should enjoy things made for us to enjoy. What is not at all fitting or proper is that we should set our hearts on them. Temporal things must be treated as temporal things - received, given thanks for, offered back, but enjoyed. They must not be treated like eternal things.
— Elisabeth Elliot, Discipline: The Glad Surrender
Perhaps your notion of relationships is different than mine.You want something that would be a long term safe bet. I don't believe in that. I don't believe in eternity or safe bets. I believe in the unavoidable now and that the unavoidable now in the condition that it is pure with the best intention is eternity in itself.I want to love you and to feel your love as much as this is possible, as far as this takes us, and I hope it will take us far.
— Malak El Halabi
What we do reverberates through the heavens and into eternity.
— Francis Chan, Crazy Love: Overwhelmed by a Relentless God
All The Things I Transformed By My Loving Soul,God, I Really Do Hope ...No One Is Ever Going To Love Them ...Ever Again.Petra Hermans
— Petra Hermans, Voor een betere wereld
Thou art standing all this while at the door of eternity, and death is waiting to open the door, and put thee in(247).
— Richard Baxter, The Saints' Everlasting Rest
You will always find me behind the line of the Horizon
— Fernando González y Lozano
After all, I thought, what were days and weeks in the presence of eternity?
— Diana Gabaldon, Outlander
Unfortunately for humanity, God is patient enough to actually enjoy watching the grass grow.
— A.E. Samaan
I wanted my eternity in carbon molecules, in being part of the trees, the sky, air itself
— Ruth Ahmed, When Ali Met Honour
Einstein created an unstoppable "intellectual chain reaction," an avalanche of pulsing, chattering neurons and memes that will ring for an eternity
— Clifford A. Pickover, The Physics Book: From the Big Bang to Quantum Resurrection, 250 Milestones in the History of Physics
Human life never ends..It just transforms to eternity!And eternity is worth strive for.
— Salsabeel
They tell us, love, that eternity awaits.
— Leanna Renee Hieber, The Strangely Beautiful Tale of Miss Percy Parker
and if anyone was ever going to live eternally in the light, I think it would be you.
— Caroline Kepnes, You
Earth is but a sliver of the eternal pie.
— Danny L.  Deaubé
Living in someone's prayers is better than living in this mean world.Voyage to Eternity
— Jawad Gakhar
Every time a believer mounts from this earth to paradise, it is an answer to Christ's prayer. A good old divine remarks, "Many times Jesus and His people pull against one another in prayer. You bend your knee in prayer and say 'Father, I will that Thy saints be with me where I am'; Christ says, 'Father, I will that they also, whom Thou hast given Me, be with Me where I am.
— Charles Haddon Spurgeon, Morning and Evening, Based on the English Standard Version
You and I," I intertwined my fingers with his, "are one.""Until the day I die," he promised, "And even after that.""For the eternity?" I whispered on his lips."Evermore.
— Ariana Godoy, Growing Up
We shall not cease from explorationAnd the end of all our exploringWill be to arrive where we startedAnd know the place for the first time.Through the unknown, remembered gateWhen the last of earth left to discoverIs that which was the beginning;At the source of the longest riverThe voice of the hidden waterfallAnd the children in the apple-treeNot known, because not looked forBut heard, half-heard, in the stillnessBetween two waves of the sea.Quick now, here, now, always—A condition of complete simplicity(Costing not less than everything)And all shall be well andAll manner of thing shall be wellWhen the tongues of flames are in-foldedInto the crowned knot of fireAnd the fire and the rose are one.
— T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
Compared to eternity, every lapse is short.
— Jaime Tenorio Valenzuela
Humans without humanity, war_torn world for eternity
— Mouloud Benzadi
To live on as we have is to leave behind joy, and love, and companionship, because we know it to be transitory, of the moment. We know it will turn to ash. Only those whose lives are brief can imagine that love is eternal. You should embrace that remarkable illusion. It may be the greatest gift your race has ever received.
— Lorien - Babylon 5, J. Michael Straczynski
And then they half-ran, half-skipped the last eight blocks to her apartment, their bodies connected by their crossed arms. Half a block away, their combined shadow looked like the wings of a single sea bird, wheeling in a bright sky. Two blocks further, and they looked like two boats, alone on an endless ocean. One block from that, and their joined bodies merged into a symbol of infinity.
— Danika Stone, Intaglio: The Snake and the Coins
So the world ended.And the next one began.They were infinite.They were the beginning and the ending
—  they were eternity.
With the magnificence of eternity before us, let time, with all its fluctuations, dwindle into its own littleness.
— Thomas Chalmers
I'm seventeen. Seems like I only blinked and here I am. I'm speeding like a rocket toward death. I'm spiraling toward the end of now and the start of infinity. It's a countdown. But to what? Can't gift wrap eternity.
— Jackie Lea Sommers, Truest
I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you
— Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
Eternity is today
— Bangambiki Habyarimana, The Great Pearl of Wisdom
There are, in fact,a cognitive itchand a divination using the human formwhile being alive,when life is not alive in its own senseexcept for the eternity.
— Marieta Maglas- Eschatological Regression
IT's not death. It's eternal life. And you get't'be yourself. Compared to that, this world isn't but a momentary fantasy. Please don't forget that.
— Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World
I don't care about eternity. I was not their when it began, I will not be there when it ends
— Bangambiki Habyarimana, The Great Pearl of Wisdom
Peter suggests that we never forget one fact: 'That with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years is as one day.' Translation: God sets His watch to a time zone not accessible to us. Once again we need to remember that He is the one who created time, like everything else, and He uses it for His own purposes.I like the little story about the foolishness of quantifying God's timing. A little boy asked God, 'How long is a second in heaven?' God said, 'One million years.' The boy asked, 'How much is a penny in heaven?' God answered, 'One million dollars.' The boy said, 'Could I have a penny?' To which God answered, 'In just a second.
— David Jeremiah, Living with Confidence in a Chaotic World Participant's Guide: Discovering What on Earth We Should Do Now
The Moon did not consider that amongst the stars, there is no end. There is no fading away. There is no death in a place filled with forever, even though we all trick ourselves into thinking that this life we live now is the only life we will ever live.
— Paul The Astronaut, The Star Child
I want that love that moved the mountains. I want that love that split the ocean. I want that love that made the winds tremble. I want that love that roared like thunder. I want that love that will raise the dead. I want that love that lifts us to ecstasy. I want that love that is the silence of eternity.
— Jalaluddin Rumi
Anyone who takes the risk of leaving God for a while, risks his life in eternity.
— Sunday Adelaja
We should not leave our "house of bread", because it is our assurance of eternity.
— Sunday Adelaja
We'll teach it that the humblest insect measuring out its miserable days by the pug-wuggery and skull duggery of the old Slug of Time is worth far more than this defecating bubble!
— John Cowper Powys
The smallest thing by the influence of eternity is made infinite and eternal. We pass through a standing continent or region of ages, that are already ebfore us, glorious and perfect while we come to them. Like men in a ship we pass forward, the shores and marks seeming to go backward, though we move and they stand still. We are not with them in our progressive motion, but prevent the swiftness of our course, and are present with them in our understandings. Like the sun we dart our rays before us, and occupy those spaces with light and contemplation which we move towards, but possess not with our bodies. And seeing all things in the light of Divine knowledge, eternally serving God, rejoice unspeakable in that service, and enjoy it all.
— Thomas Traherne, Centuries of Meditations
Eternity. Isn't that word terrifying?
— Linda Boström Knausgård, Helioskatastrofen
-So you don't believe we have souls I guess?" and Legs laughed and said, "Yeah probably we do but why's that mean we're gonna last forever? Like a flame is real enough, isn't it, while it's burning?-even if there's a time it goes out?
— Joyce Carol Oates, Foxfire: Confessions of a Girl Gang
Love is forever, when you love deeply it is always there, just waiting to appear with gentle coaxing. In it's silence it whispers find me.~bns
— Bluenscottish
All I can tell you is that at the end, there's nothing left but love.
— Bruce Lee Bond, The Broken Coast
Long after you have reached the end of your natural span, part of you will dwell within me . . . as I shall be in you to the last of your days and even after.
— Bruce Lee Bond, The Broken Coast
If the soul is immortal, it demands our care not only for that part of time which we call life, but for all time: and indeed it would seem now that it will be extremely dangerous to neglect it. If death were a release from everything, it would be a boon for the wicked. But since the soul is clearly immortal, it can have no escape or security from evil except by becoming as good and wise as it possibly can. For it takes nothing with it to the next world except its education and training: and these, we are told, are of supreme importance in helping or harming the newly dead at the very beginning of his journey there.
— Socrates
During Life, we cultivate relationships by spending days with others.During eternity, we cultivate relationships by spending lifetimes with others.
— Donald L. Hicks, Look into the stillness
Poor, ill-advised Roderich! What evil power did you conjure up to poison in its first youth the race you thought to have planted for eternity?
— E.T.A. Hoffmann, Tales of Hoffmann
On the third, directly before me, were embedded more polished letters: PER OMNIA SAECULA SAECULORUM.For ever and ever. In the red light, the brushed steel glowed softly, like embers. The polish letters blazed.Without a hiss, For ever and ever slid aside, as though inviting me to eternity.
— Dean Koontz, Brother Odd
Although she is far apart from me, but still we are living in the same air and under the same moon, when she breath i take her breath through the air to the core of my heart,i feel her,i smells her every moment…!
— zia
A human is useless & nothing without good deeds and kindness same as a beautiful red rose is nothing & useless without fragrance.…Living without a good purpose is also same as a paper flower…!People say We will not live forever, but i say our purpose of life and deeds will decide for how much time we will live…! And it can be forever, forever………!
— zia
Eternity shall be at once a great eye-opener and a great mouth-shutter." -Jim Elliot
— Elisabeth Elliot, Shadow of the Almighty: The Life and Testament of Jim Elliot
I am sure that I am in possession of a soul that is at the very least, a thousand years old. And I say this not on a whim; I say this as someone who is sure of something, who is not thinking fancifully but who is thinking solidly and fully. So why is it that I am childlike and playful? There is only one answer to this, and that is, after existing for a very long time, one learns the skill of retaining childlikeness and the state of childlikeness, which is called playfulness. The immature are not childlike and they are not playful; rather, they are manipulative and insecure. Manipulation is the game of the immature and insecurity is their state of being. I’m saying this because I want to draw the great distinction in the sand very clearly. The older your soul becomes, the more childlike it will be in texture. But we only make playtime out of small and joyful things; there is no playtime when it comes to bravery, honesty, and trust.
— C. JoyBell C.
---on her best days, she glimpses the limitless span of millennia behind her: millions of years, tens of millions.
— Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See
The inside of the Trace Italian, of course, does not exist. A player can get close enough to see it: it shines in the new deserts of Kansas, gleaming in the sun or starkly rising from the winter cold. The rock walls that protect it meet in points around it, one giving way to another, for days on end. But the dungeons into which you'll fall as you work through the pathways to its gates number in the low hundreds, and if you actually get into the entry hall, there are a few hundred more sub-dungeons before you'll actually reach somewhere that's truly safe. Technically, it's possible to get to the last room in the final chamber of the Trace Italian, but no one will ever do it. No one will ever live that long.
— John Darnielle, Wolf in White Van
Twenty minutes seemed like an eternity, and like no time at all.
— Jennifer Rush, Reborn
We keep imagining eternity as an idea that cannot be grasped, something vast, vast! But why must it be vast? Instead of all that, imagine suddenly that there will be one little room there, something like a village bathhouse, covered with soot, with spiders in all the corners, and that's the whole of eternity. I sometimes fancy something of that sort.
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Eternity is the end of the end.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
God can only show you eternity if you are willing to let go completely of the now.
— Sean Patrick Brennan, The Papal Visitor
Is any life so isolated that it lives only in the past and not in the present and future, too?
— Jackson Burnett, The Past Never Ends
Because isn’t that what eternity is? It’s your own high school. Where the good girls are always good, the stupid boys are always stupid, the marching band always plays some lame tribute to whatever Broadway musical was big twenty-five years ago...
— Mary Crockett and Madelyn Rosenberg
A day is a miniature eternity.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
Think of a ball of steel as large as the world, and a fly alighting on it once every million years. When the ball of steel is rubbed away by the friction, eternity will not even have begun.
— David Lodge, The Picturegoers
I experience transcendence when something infinite reminds me I am finite.
— James MacDonald, Vertical Church: What Every Heart Longs for. What Every Church Can Be.
As a Christian, your godly life and your godly mothering sends its shimmering wake throughout all eternity.
— Elizabeth George, Life Management for Busy Woman: Growth and Study Guide
If you want to be immortal, don't ever think about retirement.
— Toba Beta
Immortality can be soon achieved by using technology.The real issue is, "are humans compatible with eternity?
— Toba Beta
Need for immortality should be added on top of Maslow's hierarchy of needs.
— Toba Beta
Writing. Is it a way to be remembered,or a need to become immortal?
— Toba Beta
Where,oh,where are the eternity-conscious believers? Where are the souls white-hot for God because they fear His holy name and presence and so live with eternity's values in view?
— Leonard Ravenhill, Revival God's Way
If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration, but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present.
— Ludwig Wittgenstein
This world and everything in it is only temporary; eternity is out there, we swim in it. And within our temporary bodies we carry inside of us eternity. There are but atoms separating us from the everlasting. Merely atoms.
— C. JoyBell C.
People change spouses more often than they clean out closets. And every time they say, 'This is the one. This is the person I'm going to spend eternity with.' Then forty or fifty years go by and you're just sick of each other, utterly sick, and it's on to the next 'true love.' My question is what good is eternity if you are eternally falling in and out of love?
— Rick Yancey, Rags & Bones: New Twists on Timeless Tales
Reader one moment stop and think,That I am in eternity and you are on the brink.
— Tombstone epitaph in Perth Scotland
Truly Time is a vast Denful of Horrour, round about which a Serpent winds and in the winding bites itself by the Tail. Now, now is the Hour, every Hour, every part of an Hour, every Moment, which in its end does begin again and never ceases to end: a beginning continuing, always ending.
— Peter Ackroyd, Hawksmoor
As Eternity has reckonedThere's a lifetime in a second
— Piet Hein, Collected Grooks II
Do you believe in eternity?We will encounter each other again and again, as the time goes by, as we change form, we will fall in love and tied together.We are on top of a never-ending circle, each doesn't have a beginning or an ending.
— MISAKI
I had a good time that night, too," Michael said, "but I kept thinking, This is forever. This is forever. You will have this good time again and again, a million times over, until it will be like a play in which you and Laura and a few fugitive lives sit around an imaginary fire and talk and sing songs and love each other and sometimes throw imaginary brands at the eyes blinking beyond the circle of imaginary firelight. And then I thought - and this is where I sounded just like a real philosopher - And even when you admit that you know every line in the play and every song that will be sung, even when you know that this evening spent with friends is pleasant and joyful because you remember it as pleasant and joyful and wouldn't change it for the world, even when you know that anything you feel for these good friends has no more reality than a dream faithfully remembered every night for a thousand years - even then it goes on. Even then it has just begun.
— Peter S. Beagle, A Fine and Private Place
Am I afraid to die? I am every time I let myself be seduced by the noisy voices of my world telling me that my "little life" is all I have and advising me to cling to it with all my might. But when I let these voices move to the background of my life and listen to that small soft voice calling me the Beloved, I know that there is nothing to fear and that dying is the greatest act of love, the act that leads me into the eternal embrace of my God whose love is everlasting.
— Henri J.M. Nouwen, Life of the Beloved: Spiritual Living in a Secular World
You are eternal, beautiful, and real.
— Vironika Tugaleva, The Love Mindset: An Unconventional Guide to Healing and Happiness
One life
—  a little gleam of Time between two Eternities
I now have my final resting place,Your eyes.
— Sapphire Belucci
The trees are a thousand times taller than me, and hundreds of years older, and the rocks and leaves and plants and animals never do anything silly like kill each other or fall in love or grow up.
— Ben Stephenson, A Matter of Life and Death Or Something
You don’t have to act crazy anymore—We all know you were good at that,Now retire, my dear,From all that hard work you doOf bringing pain to your sweet eyes and heart.Look in a clear mountain mirrorSee the beautiful ancient warriorAnd the divine elements You always carry insideThat infused this universe with sacred lifeSo long ago
— I Heard God Laughing: Poems of Hope and Joy
You can live forever for me.
— Sherry Thomas, The Burning Sky
Do you not tire of eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering?""By leaping into the Void? Not really.
— Cassandra Clare, The Rise of the Hotel Dumort
Would it be so terrible, sweet Cyn?” he whispered. “To spend eternity at my side?” But she was too far gone in sleep, and Raphael didn't know if he wanted to hear her answer anyway.
— D.B. Reynolds, Raphael
You have to understand the purpose of life, the purpose of life is to do something which will live forever.
— Yogi Bhajan
This is what men risk so much for; this shiver, this acute heat and desire. This is what they think eternity feels like.
— Kendare Blake, Antigoddess
I believe in the brief eternity of the rose.
— Marty Rubin
To make the most of your life, you must keep the vision of eternity continually in your mind and the value of it in your heart.
— Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth Am I Here for?
If, in all that you wish to do, you begin by asking yourself: am I certain that I would wish to do this an infinite number of times? This should be for you the most solid centre of gravity . . . My doctrine says, the task is to live your life in such a way that you must wish to live it again - for you will anyway! If striving gives you the highest feeling, then strive! If rest gives you the highest feeling, then rest! If fitting in, following and obeying give you the highest feeling, then obey! Only make sure you come to know what gives you the highest feeling, and then spare no means. Eternity is at stake! This doctrine is mild in its treatment of those who do not believe in it. It has neither hell nor threats. But anyone who does not believe merely lives a fugitive life in the consciousness of it.
— Friedrich Nietzsche