If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity
is not an everlasting flux of time, but time read more

If we consider eternity, into that time never entered; eternity
is not an everlasting flux of time, but time is as a short
parenthesis in a long period; and eternity had been the same as
it is, though time had never been.

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

Eternity is really long, especially near the end

Eternity is really long, especially near the end

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can read more

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.

The time will come when every change shall cease,
This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace:
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The time will come when every change shall cease,
This quick revolving wheel shall rest in peace:
No summer then shall glow, not winter freeze;
Nothing shall be to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal now shall ever last.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and
that is eternity.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and
that is eternity.

Forever is composed of nows.

Forever is composed of nows.

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.

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through
it. The river was cut by the world's read more

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through
it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over
rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are
timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of
the words are theirs.
I am haunted by waters.