immortal

Many a survivor of a plane crash who is or was against cannibalism and had never eaten human flesh once found themselves in a situation where they had to either eat human flesh, or go the way of all flesh.

When you can live forever what do you live for?

The greatest hero for a country is the person who gave a progressive vision, a peaceful soul, a modern mind and an unshakable belief in science to his nation. And for the Turks, this honorable name is Atatürk, an immortal revolutionist!

No man can be immortal by dying! There is only one way to be immortal: Not to die!

If a choice is given to us between being mortal and being immortal, you will find no one in the group of mortals!

Rubbing noses with me, she laughed, and I swear the Elysian night sang with the sound of it.

You are old and grey,_ she teased.__nd you__e never too immortal for a spanking,_ he shot back...

Tiberius sparred, __r. Monogamy doesn__ find my shenanigans funny? Oh thank god, if you did I__ have to chuck it all and join a monastery._ Thorne sparred, __ou__ never be able to stop talking long enough._ Frost laughed, __e__ light on fire as soon as he stepped through the gate._ __ight alongside of you,_ Tiberius said, patting Frost__ shoulder. __ouché,_ Frost chuckled. __ou do have me there.

Mr. Monogamy doesn__ find my shenanigans funny? Oh thank god, if you did I__ have to chuck it all and join a monastery.

Then Chameroy spoke. 'You always put the blame on opium, but as I see it the case of Freneuse is much more complicated. Him, an invalid? No - a character from the tales of Hoffmann! Have you never taken the trouble to look at him carefully? That pallor of decay; the twitching of his bony hands, more Japanese than chrysanthemums; the arabesque profile; that vampiric emaciation - has all of that never given you cause to reflect? In spite of his supple body and his callow face Freneuse is a hundred thousand years old. That man has lived before, in ancient times under the reigns of Heliogabalus, Alexander IV and the last of the Valois. What am I saying? That man is Henri III himself. I have in my library an edition of Ronsard - a rare edition, bound in pigskin with metal trimmings - which contains a portrait of Henri engraved on vellum. One of these nights I will bring the volume here to show you, and you may judge for yourselves. Apart from the ruff, the doublet and the earrings, you would believe that you were looking at the Due de Freneuse. As far as I'm concerned, his presence here inevitably makes me ill - and so long as he is present, there is such an oppression, such a heaviness...

Jaden felt their boredom, their tired eternity. Beyond that, she felt their dying essence. They were immortal__ll-powerful beings__nd yet they were powerless against the onslaught of ever-changing time. They were lost in a modern world, one they didn__ have the energy to understand. And, in being lost, they were immobilized against it. Not even their judgments could assuage their exhausted wisdom of forever.

In the religion these words __ave me_ were created to suppress the truth of the human life. These words __ave me_, indicates that you are sinner and so you are uttering these words. But see how wonderful the human life is! Yes, I am Universal. Upanishad is saying __mritasya Putrah_ (Sons of Amrita or Immortal self). What a wonderful version! And in that case they are crying __ave me_! Upanishads created heaven by saying __ons of Immortal self_ and on the contrary they have created hell by uttering the words __ave me_.

It was not man who implanted in himself what is infinite and the love of what is immortal: those lofty instincts are not the offspring of his capricious will; their steadfast foundation is fixed in human nature, and they exist in spite of his efforts. He may cross and distort them _ destroy them he cannot. The soul wants which must be satisfied; and whatever pains be taken to divert it from itself, it soon grows weary, restless, and disquieted amidst the enjoyments of sense.

True love is an immortal force.

A wounded heart that loves even more is immortal, it only survives and blooms time after time. If you happen to live in it, there's no safer place in the world than its beating.

Listen, I don't want things to get weird, okay.""Oh, yeah, no, weird is bad.""But just so you and I are clear, I really fucking want to kiss you right now.

I__ evolving, is the thing; I__ a god becoming a constellation.___he constellations are mostly demigods,_ I point out. __nd they didn__ get to be constellations until after they died.__e laughs at that, and says, __eath is a small sacrifice to become immortal.

I want you, Elaine. I want your mind, your soul, your body. I want you as my mate. I offer you my soul__ight now. Right here. Take it all__ake everything I am,_ he murmured, his lips grazing the corner of her mouth. __and I__l even let you keep your clothes on._ She looked up at him, gasping at his boldness. In that instance, Ian__ lips slanted across hers in a consuming, mind-numbing, heart-stopping kiss. She moaned against his mouth, drinking in his groan before pulling back, chest heaving. __e__e in church, Ian,_ she panted. __od can hear us._ His lips curled into a small, knowing smile. ____ counting on that, love.