You are some kind of a mystery suspended between two eternities. And in that moment, when a mind looks out at a world and asks the question, ‘What is it?’ In that moment art can be created.
Life is a breathing-space between two eternities, a holiday with appalling realities behind and before.
One life; a little gleam of Time between two Eternities; no second chance to us for evermore!
Already, it is later than you think for your earthly life at best, is only a blink of an eye between two eternities.
Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond the heights. We cry aloud
The meeting of two eternities, the past and future....is precisely the present moment.
Time,- that black and narrow isthmus between two eternities.
Vain, weak-built isthmus, which dost proudly rise Up between two eternities!
Life is a vacation from two eternities.
The soul awakes ... between two dim eternities - the eternal past, the eternal future.
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.
Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond the heights. We cry aloud-and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry. From the voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word. But in the night of Death Hope sees a star and listening Love can hear the rustling of a wing.
Before my birth there was infinite time, and after my death, inexhaustible time. I never thought of it before: I'd been living luminously between two eternities of darkness.
Life is a vacation from two eternities, who wants to waste those precious years worrying about what happens when you get back to forever?
In any weather, at any hour of the day or night, I have been anxious to improve the nick of time, and notch it on my stick too; to stand on the meeting of two eternities, the past and future, which is precisely the present moment; to toe that line.
Dogs don't know about beginnings, and they don't speculate on matters that occurred before their time. Dogs also don't know - or at least don't accept - the concept of death. With no concept of beginnings or endings dogs probably don't know that for people having a dog as a life companion provides a streak of light between two eternities of darkness.