Time (again, Time) like the soul, wears many faces, many bodies and climates and attitudes. The past is one face, the present a second and the future yet another.

Time is just quantified eternity.

In eternity there is no time, only an instant long enough for a joke.

In the external scheme of things, shining moments are as brief as the twinkling of an eye, yet such twinklings are what eternity is made of -- moments when we human beings can say I love you, I'm proud of you, I forgive you, I'm grateful for you. That's what eternity is made of: invisible imperishable good stuff.

Every time you do a good deed you shine the light a little farther into the dark. And the thing is, when you're gone that light is going to keep shining on, pushing the shadows back.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.

When you can live forever what do you live for?

I have a thing for things that last.

Eternity, sacred time.

Eternity to eternity , God is God.

Heaven is eternal and Earth everlasting. They can be eternal and everlasting because they do not exist for themselves, And for this reason can exist forever.

What has been, will forever exist. Death is mere appearance.

Time's violence rends the soul, by the rent eternity enters.

Eternity's a terrible thought. I mean, where's it all going to end?

I delight in the feeling that I am in eternity, that I can serve God now fully and effectively, that the next piece of the road will come in sight when I am ready to walk in it.

All great men find eternity affirmed in the very promise of their faculties.

Eternity looks grander and kinder if Time grow meaner and more hostile.

Eternity is a terrible thought. I mean, where's it going to end?

Our theories of the eternal are as valuable as are those which a chick which has not broken its way through its shell might form of the outside world.

Eternal life does not begin with death; it begins with faith.