Till Infinity Quotes

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.

You must live every moment of your life in such a way that if you had to live it over and over again till infinity, this would be a good thing.

Our talents are living things, we give birth to them, nourish them till they grow and become immortal.

I Love You Till Infinity (ILYTI)

I can hold back till infinity

I am the sun I am the sea I am the one By infinity I am the spark I am the light I am the dark And I am the night I am Iran I am Xerxes I am Zal’s son And I am a beast I am God’s own Emissary Colour my heart Red, white and green I am Ferdowsi I am Hafez I am Saadi Rolled all in one breath Ibn Sina Omar Khayyam Look at me now Bundled in one I am the present I am the past I am the future My presence will last I am Ismail My soul is unleashed ‘Till the day at least The sun sets in the east

They say that near the end of its life, a Phoenix builds a nest of twigs, and then ignites it; both, the nest and the bird burn until merely ashes are left, from which a new, young phoenix arises, reborn to live again. No, some Phoenixes don't rise again, they are fated to burn in their own hell till infinity

Knowledge is a double-edged sword, my child. It can be a powerful tool for good, but it can also lead us down paths of darkness and corruption.

I love you to infinity Yet sometimes If you ask me how much I may not be able to answer If you ask me why I may not be able to show But I know I will keep on loving you Till my heart beats

I hope you slept well," he said. "Yes, isn't it lovely?" Jenny replied, giving two rapid little nods. "But we had such awful thunderstorms last week." Parallel straight lines, Denis reflected, meet only at infinity. He might talk for ever of care-charmer sleep and she of meteorology till the end of time. Did one ever establish contact with anyone? We are all parallel straight lines. Jenny was only a little more parallel than most. "They

All willing springs from lack, from deficiency, and thus from suffering. Fulfilment brings this to an end; yet for one wish that is fulfilled there remain at least ten that are denied. Further, desiring lasts a long time, demands and requests go on to infinity; fulfilment is short and meted out sparingly. But even the final satisfaction itself is only apparent; the wish fulfilled at once makes way for a new one; the former is a known delusion, the latter a delusion not as yet known. No attained object of willing can give a satisfaction that lasts and no longer declines; but it is always like the alms thrown to a beggar, which reprieves him today so that his misery may be prolonged till tomorrow. Therefore, so long as our consciousness is filled by our will, so long as we are given up to the throng of desires with its constant hopes and fears, so long as we are the subject of willing, we never obtain lasting happiness or peace.

I think that there is only one way to science – or to philosophy, for that matter: to meet a problem, to see its beauty and fall in love with it; to get married to it and to live with it happily, till death do ye part – unless you should meet another and even more fascinating problem or unless, indeed, you should obtain a solution. But even if you do obtain a solution, you may then discover, to your delight, the existence of a whole family of enchanting, though perhaps difficult, problem children…

There was presented to him at once and clearly an opportunity for joy--casual, accidental joy, but joy. If he could not manage joy, at least he might have managed the intention of joy, or (if that also were too much) an effort towards the intention of joy. The infinity of-grace could have been contented and invoked by a mere mental refusal of anything but such an effort. He knew his duty--he was no fool--he knew that the fantastic recognition would please and amuse the innocent soul of Sir Aston, not so much for himself as in some unselfish way for the honour of history. Such honours meant nothing, but they were part of the absurd dance of the world, and to be enjoyed as such. Wentworth knew he could share that pleasure. He could enjoy; at least he could refuse not to enjoy. He could refuse and reject damnation. With a perfectly clear, if instantaneous, knowledge of what he did, he rejected joy instead. He instantaneously preferred anger, and at once it came; he invoked envy, and it obliged him. He crushed the paper in a rage, then he tore it open, and looked again and again-there it still was. He knew that his rival had not only succeeded, but succeeded at his own expense; what chance was there of another historical knighthood for years? Till that moment he had never thought of such a thing. The possibility had been created and withdrawn simultaneously, leaving the present fact to mock him. The other possibility--of joy in that present fact--receded as fast. He had determined, then and for ever, for ever, for ever, that he would hate the fact, and therefore facts.

In vain did Ransom try to remember that he had been in ‘space’ and found it Heaven, tingling with a fulness of life for which infinity itself was not one cubic inch too large. All that seemed like a dream. That opposite mode of thought which he had often mocked and called in mockery The Empirical Bogey, came surging into his mind–the great myth of our century with its gases and galaxies, its light years and evolutions, its nightmare perspectives of simple arithmetic in which everything that can possibly hold significance for the mind becomes the mere by-product of essential disorder. Always till now he had belittled it, had treated with a certain disdain its flat superlatives, its clownish amazement that different things should be of different sizes, its glib munificence of ciphers. Even now, his reason was not quite subdued, though his heart would not listen to his reason. Part of him still knew that the size of a thing is the least important characteristic, that the material universe derived from the comparing and mythopoeic power within him that very majesty before which he was now asked to abase himself, and that mere numbers could not overawe us unless we lent them, from our own resources, that awfulness which they themselves could no more supply than a banker’s ledger. But this knowledge remained an abstraction. Mere bigness and loneliness overbore him.

I know you are strong and smart, you sprinkled my life with joy and love. After so long i realised about happiness. You are the cheered and motivated me to never give up about challenges j use to face daily.. yaar we use to get issues but everytime we overcome them more and better bonding. Your love give me power to enrich to modernize my lifestyle. Coz of you know i am known as more smarter than past i try each day my best to improve so you can feel more proud. You really changed my life alot. Yes i am lil dumb n silly, i am trying my best not to do things that hurts you. Its dust that needs some time get removed fully.. you are my life i swear.. i love you so much.. i really mean it.. i promise you i will always treat you as my Queen during my whole life. My biggest fear is losing you. My heart is completely your snd only yours.. i never wanna miss any chance where i can say i love you.. i promise i will always stand with you holding your hands either its bad or good time. You are my priority and always going to remain same for my life time. I promise i will share my each and every little or big feelings with you.. i promise i trust you duri whole my life. I literally crave you, your time. I am really not good in pickup line. I am bored guy but trust me my love for you is really pure. I wanna spend my whole life with you. I want your mini me to play with me and i want to say her proudly how much i love you.. You are not one in a million kind of girl.. You are once in lifetime kind of girl and i feel so blessed i have you in my life..i am not perfect. We are going to argue sometimes & have our problems but I'm never going to stop loving you. Each wave gonna make you love more than past.. I love you till infinity...

Consent & Manhood (The Sonnet) Better deemed a coward than forward, For there is too much at stake. Stand ready to wait till infinity, Without violating her personal space. She's not your bonerville, Until she gives you consent. Remember, consent is the line, Between a baboon and a sapiens. Expose your feeling with your gestures, Earn her trust without forcing yourself. Keep your libido down, below your knee, Till you are asked to strip all restraint. It is no man that turns a beast at the sight of woman. Real Man is a father, friend and lover - all in one.

What Are These Thoughts Irma? What are these dreams that you beget me, What are these memories with which you still mesmerise me, What are these thoughts Irma where I always wish to be, What are these visions that your endless beauty brings to me, What is this feeling with which you embrace me, What is this spell of love in which I always wish to be, What are these sweet longings that your thoughts beget me, What is that I feel whenever I think of thee, Why is it that I always with you wish to be, Whether I am in a quiet forest or a vast sea, Why is it that I always wish to see thee, Why is it that I want you to invade me? With your senses until your heart beats echo inside me, And then let the heaven know that you belong to me, And this is how till eternity it shall now be, Where I would spend infinity loving thee, And I hope, you too with the same passion will forever love me!

You are all-ness of all small-ness of the small mightiness of the mighty tiniest of the tiny one amongst the many unity till eternity disunity of the unity indivisibility of infinity immanence of eternity You're all. All in One. One in all.

If only he could take her, ease this endless ache … but having lain with her once, he might want her even more afterward. In mathematics, one could take a finite figure and divide its content infinitely, with the result that even though the content was unchanged, the magnitude of its bounds went on forever. Potential infinity. It was the first time Cam had ever comprehended the concept in the form of a woman.

& start thank "GOD" from now till infinity You don't know when will you live your last breath and travel to Him Beware of your departure bag Don't fill it with nothingness & stinginess Be a generous emigrant ...

Wayne and Shuster, the comedian team, never fail to get a good laugh when they line up a group of ancient Roman cops in togas and have them number themselves from left to right, uttering Roman numerals. This joke demonstrates how the pressure of numbers caused men to seek ever more streamlined methods of numeration. Before the advent of ordinal, successive, or positional numbers, rulers had to count large bodies of soldiery by displacement methods. Sometimes they were herded by groups into spaces of approximately known area. The method of having them march in file and of dropping pebbles into containers was another method not unrelated to the abacus and the counting board. Eventually the method of the counting board gave rise to the great discovery of the principle of position in the early centuries of our era. By simply putting 3 and 4 and 2 in position on the board, one after another, it was possible to step up the speed and potential of calculation fantastically. The discovery of calculation by positional numbers rather than by merely additive numbers led, also, to the discovery of zero. Mere positions for 3 and 2 on the board created ambiguities about whether the number was 32 or 302. The need was to have a sign for the gaps between numbers. It was not till the thirteenth century that sifr, the Arab word for “gap” or “empty,” was Latinized and added to our culture as “cipher” (ziphrium) and finally became the Italian zero. Zero really meant a positional gap. It did not acquire the indispensable quality of “infinity” until the rise of perspective and “vanishing point” in Renaissance painting. The new visual space of Renaissance painting affected number as much as lineal waiting had done centuries earlier.

I love you, angel. Hope you’re okay. Infinity… remember? I’ll be here till then, okay?

Friends The divine bliss of almighty is friend the relation boundless of any trend friends help us to solve all worries they wrap up our difficulties as furries. Friend is a best companion, ofcourse a guide they have no qualms to make us pride friends are gems hard to find nurturing this relation is the greatest task assigned. Friends stand together in joy and sorrows they take away all our pain and harrows till infinity live for friend, for him die limit this knot bonding beyond the sky. Distances cannot keep friends apart they reside in the fugal of heart never breakup, treat them with love and care remember enmities are everywhere friends are rare Though not a blood relation nor by birth It is the most pious bonding on the earth for my dearest friends, God I do thee pray always keep them happy, motivated and gay. ~Jugesh Singh Thakur Author ," The Craved Emotions" From:- Pogal Paristan

Sense yourself till you sense nothing but love. Break yourself till each crack reflects the infinity of the heart.

However, the theology of this world wasn’t like what you normally expect. Spirituality and magic were interconnected. To harness the power of the divine was to harness magic and wield it in ways that seemed almost impossible to mere mortals.

The past always finds a way to catch up with us. Remember that.

It is not a lover's job to make sense, Lover's role is to humanize all senses. Role of animal senses is to stay contained, Role of human senses is to extend themselves. To sense the sense is nonsense, To sense nonsense is ultimate sense of all. This is possible only when you are lost, This is possible only when you are in love. All five senses are of no worth, If you don't have that one sense, the sense of love. Sense yourself till you sense nothing but love. Break yourself till each crack reflects the infinity of the heart. Each of us is an explorer of infinity, Yet we are trapped in vain by insecurity. Wake up to love and you'll see, all cages are fiction, cooked up by knee-deep sanity.

I am the gate, a path to a dying religion. My thoughts it's doctrines and my mind it's temples. Spiritualism, within an existence dictated by the requisite of enlightenment. ‘I see,' and I daresay ‘we see,' for I am the door to transient lives beyond the mortal planes. My clock neither tics nor tocks and my eyes knows not light nor dark, for my being is and is without existence. For I am the earth that holds the roots of creation, thus, I say ‘I have been and never been and will always be’. For I alone exists without existing; I alone who consumes the inexhaustible and peers into the ends of infinity. For I am the wind that blows away the illusions of ‘ALL’ to the lucid truth of ‘NONE’, for I am life without existence till I am become ‘DEATH’ to live never and forever more.

There is just something unusually powerful about certain people who leave you wondering why they ever entered your life. However, many come to agree that people just come and go, when in reality, there is always a good reason behind meeting these souls. The beautiful part of it all is that our souls are eternity. I do, though, want to say that the realm of souls is never to be understood, and how could I ever believe that you only live once? Nevertheless, our souls never die. We are everlasting. So, love till infinity, appreciate till infinity, and you shall never be afraid of eternity.

A salaried man may quit after a single try, a motivated man may quit after the tenth try, but only a bored man; a truly bored man will try till thousands of times and will continue till infinity and beyond.

In mathematics, one could take a finite figure and divide its content infinitely, with the result that even though the content was unchanged, the magnitude of its bounds went on forever. Potential infinity. It was the first time Cam had ever comprehended the concept in the form of a woman.