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Every action in our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.
Every action in our lives touches on some chord that will vibrate in eternity.
The sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the
universe).
[Lat., Summarum summa est aeternum.]
The sum total of all sums total is eternal (meaning the
universe).
[Lat., Summarum summa est aeternum.]
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 world -- A small parenthesis in eternity.
The world -- A small parenthesis in eternity.
And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?
The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame
Over his living head like Heaven is bent,
An early but read more
The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame
Over his living head like Heaven is bent,
An early but enduring monument,
Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song
In sorrow.
Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high,
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie,
Hush, ye read more
Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high,
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie,
Hush, ye will say, it is eternity!
This is the glimmering verge of heaven, and there
The columns of the heavenly palaces.
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.
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.