#eternity

The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name.

When her work is done, she forgets it. That is why it lasts forever.

Because it has no desires, it can be called small. Because all things return to it, it can be called great.

Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Once an action has been committed, it is saved into eternity. It cannot be altered; it belongs to the irrevocable sanctuary of the past.

The present moment is the golden seam where potentiality is woven into the tapestry of the permanent past.

Everything can be taken from a man but the unassailable sovereignty of his inner choice; in that choice lies his eternal freedom.

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.

We cross infinity with every step; we meet the eternal in every second.

Every leaf in the forest carries the watermark of eternity.

The eternal is uncovered when the temporary is understood.

The eternal present is the home of joy.

Be what you are: pure, radiant, eternal awareness.

In the stillness of Arunachala, the soul discovers its eternity.

You are the eternal witness of all passing shows.

The Self is the eternal sanctuary that cannot fall.

The beauty of the soul never fades with the passing of years.

Silence the restless senses to hear the whisper of eternity.

Divine joy is your eternal birthright.

The soul is the eternal traveler in the infinite realms of spirit.

Patience is the strength of the eternal.

The truth of your being is indestructible and eternal.

The soul's journey is an endless pilgrimage of light.

Forever is composed of nows.

Birth is not a beginning; death is not an end. There is existence without limitation; there is continuity without a starting point.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

And is not time even as love is, undivided and spaceless?

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Why give your heart to that which is bound to turn into dust? Give your heart to the eternal Spring.

The tavern of love has no locks on its door; enter freely, leave your ego at the threshold, and drink of eternity.