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?

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.

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 forbids thee to forget.

Eternity forbids thee to forget.

Forever is composed of nows.

Forever is composed of nows.

The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness; and knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is read more

The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness; and knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.

He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.

He wants nothing of a god but eternity and a heaven to throne in.

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.

Eternity is really long, especially near the end

Eternity is really long, especially near the end