The created world is but a small parenthesis in eternity.

The created world is but a small parenthesis in eternity.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.

How could drops of water know themselves to be a river? Yet the river flows on.

Those spacious regions where our fancies roam,
Pain'd by the past, expecting ills to come,
In some read more

Those spacious regions where our fancies roam,
Pain'd by the past, expecting ills to come,
In some dread moment. by the fates assign'd,
Shall pass away, nor leave a rack behind;
And Time's revolving wheels shall lose at last
The speed that spins the future and the past:
And, sovereign of an undisputed throne,
Awful eternity shall reign alone.

Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is.

Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is.

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear read more

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.

This is it. There are no hidden meanings. All that mystical stuff is just what's so.

This is it. There are no hidden meanings. All that mystical stuff is just what's so.

He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.

He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.