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?

Every situation, every moment -- is of infinite worth; for it is the representative of a whole eternity.

Every situation, every moment -- is of infinite worth; for it is the representative of a whole eternity.

I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. read more

I am doomed to an eternity of compulsive work. No set goal achieved satisfies. Success only breeds a new goal. The golden apple devoured has seeds. It is endless.

Eternity! thou pleasing dreadful thought!
Through what variety of untried being,
Through what new scenes and changes read more

Eternity! thou pleasing dreadful thought!
Through what variety of untried being,
Through what new scenes and changes must we pass!

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.

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.

Eternity gives nothing back of what one leaves out of the
minutes.
[Ger., Was man von der Minute read more

Eternity gives nothing back of what one leaves out of the
minutes.
[Ger., Was man von der Minute ausgeslagen
Gibt keine Ewigkeit zuruck.]

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.

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.